Page 87 of Faking It

“Yes.”

The way she says it, that sultry hiss sends precum shooting from the tip.

“Suck it off,” I growl.

Her tongue rolls over the tip, licking the precum.Fuck, that’s hot. I groan, sparks erupting in my belly as she licks it again, her tongue brushing that sensitive spot. My fingers stroke her hair as I press myself into her mouth, just the edge, slowly pumping. Her mouth gently sucks me. Her body rocks to the beat, her curvy ass bouncing. The entire picture makes me so hard, so fucking horny that I want to ram myself down her throat.

Not yet.

Groaning, I rock my hips, pressing a little more of myself inside her. Ana closes her eyes, opening up for me. Her mouth feels hot and wet. Amazing. She’s taking more of me like the trooper she is, unflinching. The deeper I go, the harder I fuck, both hands now gripping her hair.

“Mhmm…” she moans.

“Fucking hell.” I pull out, the vibration from her mouth almost doing me in. Unlike Ana, I’m not about to pop off in two minutes. That’s not fucking happening.

Ana smiles knowingly. “You’re not the only one who can do things with the mouth.”

With a growl, I pull her up between giggles to stand. Her laughter gets snuffled by my kiss. I guide her hand to my cock, letting her stroke me. Our tongues dance. She strokes me harder. My balls tighten beneath me. I mutter a curse as more precum spurts from the tip. Ana dips down at my command and sucks my cockhead like she’s drinking from a straw.

“Fuck, Ana!” I gasp.

Both hands grip her hair. My hips roll, fucking her mouth. Pleasure zings through my balls, running from the base of my cock to the tip. Ana opens for me, taking every inch of my cock without balking. That explosive feeling in my scrotum tells me a climax is not too far away.

So, I withdraw.

At least, I try to.

Ana grips my cock and sucks me. A stern retort gets caught in my throat when I realize what she wants to do.

Holy fucking hell.

That does me in. I explode with a primal roar, shooting my essence to the back of her throat. Ana’s head bounces as she sucks me empty, then she backs off, licking her lips.

“Have mercy,” I whisper, dropping to the bed. “Woman, you’re something else.”

Ana giggles and leans over to kiss me, her breasts pressing on my chest, the hard nipples letting me know she’s still aroused. It’s my turn to rock her world again. I break the kiss as my eyes catch the necktie I’d left on the arm of my chair last night. A thought occurs, and I debate whether to push it. We’ve been having such a magical time. I don’t want to ruin things.

She just swallowed. She took my earlier commands without blinking an eye. The other night, she allowed me to take complete control. Does that mean she’s ready for the next step?

There’s only one way to find out.

“You okay?” she asks, pushing up on her elbows, glancing over to where I’d just looked.

I nod. “There’s something I need to ask you.” She opens her mouth to reply, but I stop her with a raised hand. “Before I do, let me add a disclaimer. If it makes you uncomfortable, that’s not my intention.”

“Okay…” Her eyebrows scrunch with a frown. “I’m listening.”

Here goes nothing.“Have you ever been… restrained before? In a consensual way,” I add quickly.

Ana stares at me. I brace myself for her reaction, but her expression remains deadpan. My cock goes limp between my legs when she mutters, “No.”

Fuck.

Look at me, killing the vibe because of my kinks. I should’ve known better. Vanilla sex with Ana is more than enough to satisfy me, anyway—

“But I’d like to try.”

My head whips around to face the glimmer of anticipation in her eyes. Yet, she’s fiddling with the sheet, a sign I’ve come to recognize whenever she’s nervous.

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