Page 44 of King of My Heart

Leaning in, I kissed her again, keeping my hands on her tits for a while longer before making her drop to her knees. She looked up at me with parted, swollen lips, and I saw her on her knees, admiring her beauty because I just couldn’t stop.

I caressed her cheek. “Unbutton my pants.”

She didn’t hesitate. Her hands came up and made quick work of the button and zipper, and with her fingers hooked into the waistband, she pulled them down, followed by my shorts.

Her eyes went directly to my cock, and the excitement lighting up her face proved that she wanted to be there. Wanted to be with me. And that’s all I needed to know to not feel like a total asshole for being intimate with her.

I reached out to grab her jaw, making her look up at me again. “I’m asking you one last time, Darwynn. Do I have to go easy on you?”

“No. I can handle you.”

She said that without knowing what I would do to her to get what I needed, but she seemed confident. “Good.”

I squeezed her cheeks to get her mouth to open, and with my left hand on the base of my cock, I guided my tip to her lips, pushing inside without giving her any more time to prepare for this.

My length disappeared in her mouth, sliding along her tongue until my tip hit the very back of her throat. She gagged, her body curling.

“Focus,” I told her, never taking my eyes off her. “I’m not holding back. Keep that mouth open and focus on your breathing.”

She looked at me with a frown between her brows, almost like she was telling me that breathing with a dick in her mouth wasn’t possible.

“Breathe through your nose,” I advised. “You’re a good girl. You can do it.”

She gave me a quick nod and proved to me that she was able to do just that with my dick in her mouth by taking a deep breath.

I gripped her jaw tighter and placed my left hand on her head, holding her in place as I pulled back and then thrust backin with more force. After giving her another moment to adjust, I started to move my hips back and forth, mouth-fucking her.

“That mouth is mine,” I grunted, thrusting harder as her eyes looked up at me. God, I loved that sight. She was fucking perfect. “Keep your pretty eyes on me, baby.”

And her eyes.

Fuck, never had I seen eyes like hers, and I only wanted them to see me.

And never had I thought about a woman like I did about Darwynn.

My length hardened as I continued to thrust into her mouth, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed to bury my dick deeper down her throat. Taking a step forward, I made her lean against the front of my bed, with her head pressed to the mattress.

She was sitting now, with her legs folded against her chest and her hands pressing to my thighs.

“Keep breathing. Or hold it when you can’t.”

She nodded.

“Open wide,” I ordered.

With her tongue sticking out, I pulled out of her mouth again, watching my cock slide along her tongue. Then, by holding her head in place and pressing her back against the bed, I slid into her with a hard thrust.

“Don’t move,” I told her as I held myself there, my dick buried deep inside her mouth. I grunted, watching as her face turned red before pulling out enough to let her breathe. She didn’t gag or argue, and so I started thrusting again until my cock throbbed.

I didn’t want to come in her mouth. As much as I loved watching her taste and swallow my cum earlier in the car, I wanted it to fill her pussy this time.

I finally pulled out of her, watching strings of saliva mixed with my precum hand from her lips to my tip, and I brushed over her mouth with my thumb to clean it up. I pushed my thumb into her mouth, then pulled her up to stand in front of me.

Before putting my hands on her body again, I took off my shirt and put it to the side where the rest of our clothes were.

“Come here,” I said, placing my hand on her lower back and pulling her flush against my body. Her expression was a mix of desire and uncertainty. Something was bothering her. “What’s on your mind, baby?” I asked as I leaned down to place a kiss on her lips.

Her eyes searched my face before they dropped to my chest. “Is this enough for you? I mean…am I enough for you?”

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