Page 61 of Rejected Pretend Mate

I unzipped his hands, and his cock jerked free. I moved, jumping off the counter, and dropped to my knees. I ran my hand up and down his cock, my eyes glued to Weslie.

"April, you don't have to."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "So, you're allowed to eat me, but I'm not allowed to suck you?"

He shook his head. "No, I'm saying you don't have to just because I did."

I reached a hand between my legs, feeling myself. Weslie's eyes watched me, and I felt his cock pulse slightly as he swallowed. I pulled my hand up, stroking him with my wetness.

"Fuck," he groaned, leaning onto the counter.

I leaned forward, licking his tip. I opened my mouth wide, sliding his cock over my tongue and into my mouth. I took him deep, all the way to his base. I felt Weslie's hand land on my head, his finger tight yet soft like he was trying to remain in control.

"Fuck," he growled. "April, fuck…shit…"

I popped off his cock and ran my fingers over it, staring at him. "What's wrong?"

"Fuck…" he panted, staring at me. "Jesus...I don't...I don't even have words."

I smirked. "You can move if you want. I know how to breathe through my nose." I leaned closer, biting on his hip for a moment. He gasped at the contact.

Before he could respond, I slid his cock back into my mouth. I didn't wait as I deep-throated him, feeling him hit the back of my throat.

"April," his fingers tightened on my head, his fingers shaking. "Jesus."

I twirled my tongue, and suddenly, Weslie's hips thrust with me. I felt tears bloom in my eyes as his cock hit the back of my throat harder. The control he had on himself was gone.

"Take it," he growled.

I did, happily accepting. After a few thrusts in, I felt him pulse, and I swallowed, popping off his dick.

He panted as he leaned onto the counter, trying to catch his breath. He stared at me in amazement.

"Did you enjoy that?" I asked, smirking.

He nodded. "I’ve gotten head, but nothing that good.”

I didn't mean to look shocked, but I was. "Wait, what? Seriously??"

He nodded. “There aren’t a lot of women out there that give good head, April. A lot of teeth but not ones that know how to bob and suck at the same time.

I stared at him, amazed.

I blushed as he stepped towards me. He reached a hand up. "I told you, I only ever wanted you."

I knew, but I'd never realize just how badly and I felt special.

Chapter 24 - Weslie

"Jesus, I'm beat. I can't wait to go home and crawl into bed."

I snorted, tossing the rag into the sink. "We cleaned the kitchen, Cayden. It isn't like Ayden asked us to run twenty miles. And I did most of the work."

"Feels the same if you don't sleep at night," he said, taking a seat on a chair. He leaned onto the counter, grabbed his soda, taking a drink of it.

"You guys still packing?" I asked as I opened the fridge and pulled out a water bottle.

He blew air out of his mouth with a shrug. "I have no idea. We were packing last night, and then Riley started crying, saying she didn't want to move. Then we packed again and then unpacked. And about an hour later, fucking because she was so excited to move."

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