Page 94 of My Mistake To Make

Raising my eyes up to meet his, knowing he’ll like seeing me with my mouth full, I shake my head slowly from side to side, no. I’m going to need more of that begging.

Raising my head, I release him into my hand while I maneuver my body, climbing over his legs and bringing my knees around on the mattress close to his shoulder. Knowing he’ll be able to see everything now; him filling my mouth, my tits, the wetness between my legs on the grey cotton knickers I’m still wearing.

Lowering my head, I take him to the back of my throat, and he grunts above me.

‘Fuck, Cara.’

It feels different from this angle. Somehow, I’m able to take him deeper now that I’m upside down, and the thought encourages me to do just that. I experiment, lowering downfurther with each bob of my head, taking more of him, sucking as I come back up, feeding off his moans and grunts and the way he writhes and hisses beneath me.

‘Can I see you?’ he whispers, his voice a whisper as desire holds him captive. I know what he’s asking, so I reach my hand back and push my panties back off my hip. ‘Let me,’ he groans. ‘Please.’

At the desperate need in his voice, I pull my hand away and let him take over, pulling them down my thighs to my knees. I raise each knee slightly in turn as he takes them off completely, and then I’m bare before him. On my knees, my mouth full of him, my naked and very wet pussy inches from his face.

‘Jesus, fuck.’ He pants, sticking to the rules and not touching me even though I know he wants to. ‘Cara,fuck,that’s good.’

I take him deep, gagging a little as I reach my limit, and a deep low growl escapes him.Huh, he liked that… noted.

‘I need to taste you.’ He sighs, and I look back to see him gripping the sheets beneath him.

Deciding to just go for it, I glance back as I raise one knee off the bed. Understanding and eager, Doug moves, sliding under the leg he pushes a little higher until my knees are on either side of his head, and gripping my hips, he wastes no time licking along my wet slit.

I moan, my mouth too full to say anything intelligible. My god, that’s—holy fuck…

I feel his fingers move to part my lips before he goes to town, kissing and licking and sucking with a desperation that has me needing to pull off him to get my breath.

‘Doug…’ I moan, and he pulls me harder against his mouth. ‘I can’t. Oh god,shit…’

I want to please him. I want to make him come, but I can’t concentrate on what I’m supposed to be doing when my body is racing toward release.

‘Doug, please. Oh god.’ I moan and grip his dick, trying my hardest to remember to move my hand, but it’s no use. As he flicks his tongue across my clit once more, my climax hits me in a rush I can’t deny.

I call out his name and drop my head to his stomach and push back shamelessly as the waves of ecstasy roll me over.

The grip on my hips releases, and I try to talk, but I don’t have a chance when he flips me over onto my back and moves quickly, repositioning and driving into me.

He snatches up my t-shirt and wipes my wetness from his face, smirking as he tosses it to the side before lowering to kiss me roughly, pushing hard into me, sending me toward another bone-rattling orgasm.

‘You have,’ kiss, ‘no idea,’ kiss, ‘what you do,’ he kisses my neck, ‘to me.’ I throw my head to the side, calling out as he sucks on my skin and pounds into me relentlessly. ‘You make me fucking feral for you.’ He growls through gritted teeth as he lifts, pushing my knees back to my chest and fucking me like never before.

‘Doug,’ I call out loudly, ‘God, yes,that, that,ah.’

My head hangs off the end of the bed, the ferocity of his thrusts moving us up the mattress, but I don’t have time to worry about falling off. As his thumb presses against my sensitive clit, I scream, pleasure ripping me apart in a way I don’t think I’m coming back from.

‘You’re quiet.’ Doug speaks into my hair as I rest my head against his chest.

I inhale deeply through my nose and let it out.

‘I wanted to please you,’ I admit, wrapping my arm tight around his waist as his hand stills on my back. ‘I wanted to make you come.’

‘You did,’ he says sincerely, and I close my eyes.

‘No, you came in me.’ I push up to sit and look back at him, grabbing a pillow to hold to my body when I suddenly feel vulnerable. ‘You aren’t the same as the others. You are so eager to please me. You take pleasure from my pleasure, and I’m to blame for handing you that control, but I wanted it. I wanted to be in control. I wanted to explore you, learn your tells, and catalog your reactions. I wanted to tease you, take you over the edge, and feel the victory of that moment, but you came from sex. The way you have a hundred times before—the way they did.’

I watch the realization dawn on him, and he sits up, reaching up to cup my cheek.

‘Baby,’ he says quickly. ‘Fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take that from you.’

I nod, my gaze lowering in the space between us.

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