She’s pumping my cock as I watch her hand moving. Her head dips and she wraps her sinful lips around my length. I almost lose my load. She swirling her tongue along my shaft, using her hand to pump the part she can’t fit in her mouth. Between her tongue and the suction, I am lost. My head tilts back and a feral groan escapes me as my hips began to move in rhythm with her mouth. My hands tangle in her luscious red hair. This woman is my undoing.
“Damn, Annie, you’re going to be the end of me,” I vow as she picks up pace, taking my cock deeper until I am hitting the back of her throat. She doesn’t gag. She keeps going. I am lost. It’s my turn to buck into her mouth like a wild animal. She is taking everything I have to give and more. Sparks light my vision. My balls grow heavy as I feel myself getting close. I have to warn her.
“Now would be a good time to remove your mouth if you don’t want me coming down your throat.” My voice is husky and so filled with need.
A soft moan escapes her. I notice she is touching herself at the same time she is getting me off.
“Does sucking my cock turn you on, baby?” I ask, knowing I have to hold on now that she is getting herself off.
She nods. Her breathing is fast, another moan leaving her sexy lips.
“Come here, baby. Swivel around, let me take care of you.”
She does as I ask, no questions. She straddles my face and returns to sucking my cock like a champion. This girl has thesweetest pussy I ever tasted. I run my tongue in her seam and hold her ass firmly in place.
“I’m going to come, Cade.”
“We can come together.”
“This doesn’t make sense. I just orgasmed,” she says, riding my face.
“It makes perfect sense. Don’t stop now,” I urge, my body is on fire. I give her ass a light smack. She goes off, taking me with her. Her suction on my cock grows stronger, her tongue swirling faster. Her hand pumps me harder. I have never come so hard in my life. I stick a finger inside her pussy and let her ride out the rest of her orgasm because I’m lost. I use my thumb to rub her clit, and it spurs her on long after I’m done. She sucks up every last drop of my cum. When she comes down from the waves of ecstasy. She falls by my side on the bed. We are both out of breath. A sheen of sweat covers our skin.
“That was the longest orgasm I have ever had.” She exhales. “I knew strong orgasms were a thing, but I never orgasmed with Ford. I also never orgasmed with Chase, but we didn’t actually have sex. I guess that’s saying something.”
“I didn’t penetrate you tonight and I gave you two orgasms,” I boast, feeling proud.
“That is the truth,” she yawns. “How was it? I need to know, Cade.”
“It was the best blow job of my life,” I confirm, holding her close.
“You’re lying,” she insists, looking up at me with doe-blue eyes and swollen lips. Damn, she’s beautiful.
“I have no interest in lying to you. We’re fake dating, remember?” I don’t know why I say that because nothing about this felt fake. I just don’t want her freaking out either.
“Right.” She gives me a big, sweet smile. “Ford was just being an ass.”
“Are you surprised?” I ask her.
“I guess not.”
I pull her into me. “Get some sleep, baby. Orgasm number three is coming soon but I need you to rest.”
“I’m really liking this fake relationship with benefits,” she says.
“Me too,” I lie. What I want with Annie isn’t temporary, but I’ll wait and hopefully she’ll see how good we can be together.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Annie
I woke up before Cade and slipped on a sweatshirt and a pair of sweatpants. I went downstairs and got us both glasses of orange juice from the kitchen. After that workout last night, I was parched.
When I make it back up to the room, Cade is getting up. He is stretching in bed. The blanket barely covers his waist and my mouth waters, taking in every exquisite inch of his body.
“Here you go.” I pass him the glass of orange juice. “I have class in an hour.”
He takes the glass and chugs it. “Thanks. I start in about half an hour. I better get going. Luckily Coach cancelled morning skate. The Sports Complex is covered in snow. It wasn’t cleaned in time.” It is odd that I know he doesn’t drink coffee every morning. That he would be content with a glass of orange juice too. It’s a very specific detail. Not a detail you would know about a hookup, and that’s because Cade and I have managed to get to know each other and share small details about ourselves. He gets out of bed and stands tall. He is an Adonis. Every inch of him is sculpted muscle and his cock is perfect. It is long and just theright thickness. I daydream about what it would be like to ride him, even if he didn’t want to introduce sex to this arrangement. He walks over to his clothes and looks back at me.