Page 24 of Trident: Mayhem Makers

Her body had relaxed as I’d spoken, a small smile on her face now.

“Really?”

“Yeah, babe. I’m not one to bullshit. Ever. I ain’t gonna force you to do a damn thing you don’t want to, but I might just beg, because, fuck, I need your mouth on me, to know what your tongue and lips on me feel like.”

She squirmed, a flush of arousal returning to color her chest, neck and face. I fucking loved that as a redhead, she blushed so easily. Certainly made it even easier to read her. Sitting forward again, she wrapped her palm around my cock as she rested her other one on my thigh like she had earlier. She flicked her gaze up to mine as she licked her lips, then she looked down and swiped her tongue over the tip, lapping up the precum that sat there waiting for her, sending more lightening shooting through me. I had to clench my fists to stop myself from reaching for her, to grip her head and guide her to take me deep.

As much as I wanted to be in her mouth, I knew if I pushed her, I’d fuck this thing up between us. This was as much about building trust as it was about pleasure and learning each other’s bodies.

“Fuck, Jacie. You really are a Ula’ula Mõ’i, my fiery red queen. Damn…”

My voice had gone deep, was more gravel than words but the grin she gave me when she looked up told me she got my meaning.

“Now you finally tell me what that actually means. You’re lucky I like it.”

With a huff I shake my head, I didn’t say a thing in response, not wanting to risk distracting her.

“You taste good.”

She murmured the words as she returned her focus to my dick, which kicked in her grip at the praise. Moving her hand to the base of my cock, she held me still as she leaned in, mouth open.

Fuck, the sight of her like this, kneeling before me, flushed with arousal, her hands on me, her lips spread wide to take my cock into her mouth for the first time, seared into my brain and I knew I’d remember it until my dying day. Relive it every fucking night, every time I rubbed one out in the shower would be to thoughts of Jacie in this moment.

Then I stopped thinking when she rocked my fucking world, taking half my length into her warm mouth on the first slide.

“Fuck!Ula’ula Mõ’i,Yes…”

Chapter 8

Jacie

The moment I had my lips wrapped around this thick erection, instinct took over and I forgot about being nervous. I loved how his musky scent surrounded me, while his salty-sweet taste coated my tongue. With a hum, I slid down his length, taking as much of him as I could. Strong fingers slid through my hair, making me pause, worried he’d take control before I was ready, but he didn’t do more than continue to run his fingers though my hair, so I got back to sliding up and down his length. Swirling my tongue over the tip on every up stroke in order to gather all his pre-cum.

After a few more strokes, I got braver, moving my hand from the base of his dick so I could take more of him into my mouth. I hummed as I glided down and joy bubbled within me at his curse and the way his hands tightened in my hair. On my next upstroke I paused to use the tip of my tongue to tease the little notch on the underside of his cock, just below the head.

“Fuuuuck…”

The word was more of a groan, a sexy gravelly one that had my body coming alive, the ache low in my belly increasing until I was squirming. He pulled free from my mouth, tightening his hold in my hair to tilt me up so I was looking into his dark eyes that shone with how turned on he was.

“Your choice, Ula’ula Mõ’i, whether I come down your throat, or toss you on the bed and fuck you hard and fast. But make your decision quick because you got me riding the edge with how fucking sexy you are.”

As much as I wanted to know how it felt to swallow him down like that, my thighs were slick with how needy I was. My core clenched just at the thought of him filling me.

“I need you to fuck me, T. You’re not the only one close to that edge.”

With a growl he leaned down and lifted me until I was on my feet, then before I could think to do it, he had my pants undone and down my legs. I’d barely stepped out of the fabric bunched around my ankles when his hands were on my waist, lifting me easily and tossing me onto the mattress. With a squeal I landed on my back but before I could say anything about not being a ragdoll, his hot, sexy as sin body was covering me and his mouth crashed down over mine as he gripped his dick and rubbed the blunt head through my slick folds a moment before he lodged the head at my entrance.

Breaking the kiss, he pushed up on his arms before he thrust his hips forward. I cried out, arching my back while I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails in, in reaction to his sudden invasion. I’d never been with a man Trident’s size, and I’d certainly never been with someone with his skills. Choosing to ignore what he must have done, or ratherhow muchhe would have done to have perfected them, I instead simply enjoyed the fact that he had them.

Nuzzling his face in against my neck and shoulder, he pressed a few kisses before he sucked hard on my skin. The sting of the love-bite added to the other sensations overloading my body and my channel clenched down on his erection. Groaning, he lifted up and, holding my gaze, started to move.

“This is gonna be a hard and fast ride, babe. That sexy mouth of yours has me too fucking close to hold off for long. You tell me if I get too rough.”

I widened my legs, bringing my knees up so my feet were flat on the mattress, so I could move against him, taking him deeper. Loving each tap against my cervix when he bottomed out. Sweat slicked both of us and my hands slid from his shoulders, as he pounded into me at a frenzied pace. The bed banged against the wall but neither of us gave a shit. Shifting his weight to one arm, he moved the other down between us, finding my clit easily and teasing the hard little nub. With a gasp, I grabbed for the covers, needing something to hang on to as my body spiralled closer to climax.

“That’s it, Ula’ula Mõ’i, come for me. Let me feel how tight your sweet pussy can clamp down on me while I fill you up.”

Fuck, his possessive dirty talk should not be attractive, yet it was. At least in the heat of the moment, it sent another wave of heat through me, my core rippling around his length. On his next thrust in, I lifted my hips, locking us together as I cried out and came hard enough my vision went black, but not before I felt his dick throb within me, the warmth of his cum filling me and his low curse before his weight dropped on top of me.

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