Page 19 of Such a Sweet Girl

Alexander watched as I bobbed on his cock, sucking and licking, no decorum or finesse in my actions. It was pure animalistic lust driving me.

‘I’m going to fill your mouth, baby. And when I do, I don’t want you to swallow. Hold it there on your tongue for me until I tell you otherwise.’

My stomach lurched at the request, but curiosity pulled at me, too. Why did he want me to do that? I’d always done the expected thing and swallowed, while fighting a grimace like a good girl.

His balls tensed beneath my fingers when I let out a heady moan around his dick, his hand slamming the counter as he fought his own battle at the ministrations of my tongue. I choked as he thrust forward, his big cock nudging into my throat and holding me there. My eyes pricked with tears as I struggled, caught between him and the cupboard behind me. A prisoner to his need.

Never had anything made me wetter.

‘Francesca.’ My name came like a tortured plea tumbling from his lips as he thrust his hips slowly, filling my throat with each burgeoning rut. The pretty accent mixed with his throaty desire had me paralysed with need. The need to please him. The need to make him fall for me. The need to collect up all his desire and hoard it for myself.

He had me enthralled.

Lost entirely in his every moan.

TEN

ALEXANDER

Such a divine woman.

As deviant as she is pretty.

The view of her there, beneath the counter, lips stretched over the rigid, veiny surface of my dick, had me weak. Each stroke of her wet little tongue had my knees buckling.

Nick remained focused on his game while his perfect girl swallowed my cock, taking it all so very well. What a fucking idiot. He didn’t know the absolute perfection he overlooked daily.

‘That’s it. Take it all. God, you look so hot with my dick in your mouth.’

Her cheeks flushed at the light praise, and I noted that for the next time we met. When I could spread her out and show her the pinnacle of pleasure that others had denied her.

‘Fuck,’ I groaned as she cupped my balls, her throat constricting around my dick as I thrust fasted, my orgasm barrelling toward me at an unstoppable pace. I wanted to press deep and shoot my load right down her sweet throat, but seeing her displaying a mouthful of cum would be such a pretty sight that I held back.

Muscles spasmed as I slid over her tongue, the light graze of her teeth at the edges contrasting with the hot wet sides of her mouth and sending me into a feral craze.

‘Hold it,’ I demanded, unleashing ropes of hot white come all over her perfect tongue, her tear-stained eyes looking up at me. My cum pooled and her mouth filled with saliva as she tried to keep it there.

I looked up just in time to see Nick put his headset on the table and walk toward me.

Shit.

‘Nick’s coming,’ I whisper. ‘Don’t move. Don’t swallow. Stay right where you are.’

Pushing my hips flush with the countertop, I ran a hand through my hair, feeling flustered, but trying to look calm. On the counter stood the pizzas I’d been halfway through unwrapping when Francesca had come in, along with my half-drank bottle of beer. Grabbing it, I took a hearty swig just as Nick came into the kitchen.

‘Hey, have you seen Francesca?’ Nick asked. ‘She was right by me, but when I finished the round, she’d disappeared.’

Because you only look at her when you’ve nothing better to do, you twat.

‘Maybe she got sick of being ignored and went home?’ I ventured.

‘Nah, she doesn’t give a shit about any of that. As long as I give her a good seeing to when I’m done, she just keeps coming back for more.’

My fingers tensed on the beer bottle, rage filling me. How had he become so selfish? Nick wasn’t the boy I’d known any more. He’d morphed into someone I barely knew.

You don’t deserve her.

‘She might have finally seen things more clearly. Why don’t you go over there and show her you care?’

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