Page 21 of Bite Your Tongue

A hiss erupts from deep in his throat at my words. His hand moves to my neck, and he caresses my skin with his fingertips, digging them in slightly. “And you’ll be a good girl and swallow my cum the way I know, deep down, you want to?” he tosses back boldly, shrugging. “Deal, babe? Or do I need to go in the shower and fuck my hand all alone?”

“Deal,” I whisper, wetting my lips.

“I thought so.” He smirks arrogantly before swiping his thumb across my bottom lip once more. “I just knew you’d be a good girl for me.”

Gone is the sweet Ryder who followed me around like a puppy dog. Replacing him is a confident, sexy man who knows what he wants and will take nothing less.

And I don’t even think I’m mad about it.

Leaning my back against the kitchen counter, I challenge him. “Go on; take your dick out for me and show me exactly what you do when you’re thinking about me.”

Even in the dimly lit kitchen, his eyes twinkle with heat. Before long, his jeans and briefs are at his ankles, and his palm is wrapped around his huge cock.

My mouth waters—so much that I feel like I’m drowning—as I watch him pump himself, never taking his eyes off of me.

“I pretend I’m driving my dick deep inside of you, Brat.” The sentence comes out in a tortured grunt. “Sometimes, I pictureyou on your knees, taking me deep into your throat like the greedy girl I know you are.”

He continues pumping himself, driving me absolutely wild. “The other day, I came all over my hand, and I imagined it was your face. You looked so fucking pretty, covered in my cum.”

An unsubtle moan spills from my lips, and I can’t hold back any longer. Dropping to my knees before him, I gaze up, opening my mouth wide. The veins in his neck bulge as his body stiffens seconds before he guides himself between my lips. Right away, I feel the salty taste of pre-cum, and I lap the end of his dick with greed.

As I take him deeper, my mouth soaking the length of his dick, my head feels dizzy. I’m practically frothing at the mouth, sucking his cock. The area between my legs tingles, to the point where it’s damn near painful as my body begs for my own release.

“That’s it,” Ryder’s deep voice rasps as he stares down at me with hooded eyes. “You’re taking this cock so well, baby.”

Dear. Fucking. God. Could this man get any hotter?

I’ve had my dick sucked more times than I can count. Most women knew what they were doing, and they did it pretty damn well. This? This blow job is out of this fucking world. And part of what makes it so fucking extravagant is how turned on Saylor is while she’s blowing me. I mean, fuck, some of the sounds comingfrom this girl’s mouth are enough to make me blow my load right now.

Pulling out, I drag my cock down her chin and across her neck.

“Feel that?” I groan. “Feel how fucking soaked my cock is? All from that hot little mouth of yours.”

Dragging it back to her face, I rub the tip across her cheek before sliding between her lips again. Her suction is strong, and her tongue is so perfectly warm and wet, begging me to fuck her throat.

So, that’s what I do. Thrusting my hips, I push my cock deeper into the back of her throat before pulling out again. I reach behind her and fist her hair in my hand, pulling it roughly.

“God, I love fucking your throat,” I growl. “I could do this all fucking night.”

She moans loudly against my dick, and when I gaze down, I notice her hips are rolling even though there’s nothing to roll into. She’s so fucking turned on right now, and I love it.

“For someone who said she didn’t swallow, you’re sucking pretty hard, just begging for my cock to explode down that tight throat of yours,” I muse. “Careful, babe. I might need to give you a taste of me.”

I’m close, though I don’t want this to end yet. It feels too fucking good, and I’ve waited for so long. To be honest, I’m not even sure this isn’t a dream.

I tighten my grip on her hair, forcing her gaze upward. “Look at me while you worship my thick cock.”

Seconds after the words leave my lips, her body practically convulses, and her suction around my dick becomes sloppy. She whimpers, though I can tell she’s trying to hide it.

Her eyes are dancing with fucking chaos, and her moans make my cock jolt because they are so fucking hot.

When she breathes heavier, it hits me that … she just came in her pants. She came in her pants from sucking my dick.

At what could be the hottest realization I’ve ever experienced, my cock explodes like a rocket, shooting my cum right down her tight throat. Through my body shivers, I keep my grip tight on her hair. I swear to fuck that I black out for a few seconds, especially when the girl who said she didn’t swallow graciously swallows me down without so much as a tremble.

She pulls back, letting my cock slide from her mouth before she stares up at me through her lashes. She looks spent, but that didn’t count. No, I didn’t bring her here just to have her suck my cock and then leave.

I need to fuck her.

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