Page 14 of The Single Dad

Her small hands wrapped around my girth feels so fucking good, I almost come right there and then. I need some form of control if I don’t want to coat her face with my seed five seconds after she blows me.

Gritting my teeth and focusing on my breathing, I lace my hands behind my head and look at the ceiling, trying to count how many nails there are, how many beams, and how long it took my men to finish it.

It calms my raging blood a bit, but not for long.

“Eyes down here, Adrian.” Noelle speaks in between taking me into her hot mouth. After forcing myself to look back down at her, she smiles, spits on my cock, and continues pumping, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Fuck, baby.” I twine my hands behind my head again and dig my heels into the floor, willing my body to hang on. The last thing I want is spilling my seed before I’ve sunk myself into her depths.

Noelle doesn’t say anything, but she alternates between dragging her tongue along my length and sucking the head. And my God, her mouth is heaven.

My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I only get harder than a metal rod. If she continues, I really will end up disappointing her and myself.

“Baby, you need to stop.”

“No.”

“I need to fuck you.”

With a growl, I gently tug her off me, her mouth letting out a popping sound.

She shimmies out of her panties and splays her legs, her pussy bare and already glistening. Bracing my hands on either side of her head, I coast my lips over her cheek, jaw, and the side of her neck. I hit a sensitive spot because she digs her nails into my back and arches.

My good girl.

With one hand, I slide into her tight, wet hole, biting her shoulder and groaning.

Fuck, she feels so damn good. So damn tight. So damn wet. So damn mine.

Mine.

“You’re soaked, baby.”

“For you. Only for you.”

I sit back on my haunches, still buried deep inside her, and lift her legs, draping her calves over my shoulders, letting me go even deeper. I’m delirious with pleasure, and the look on Noelle’s face as she takes every thrust only propels me further to the edge.

I saw in and out of her, sweat dripping down my spine and chest. Everything in me screams to let go and let the pleasure wash over me, but I can’t. I refuse to. Noelle has to come first. Literally.

“Oh, God. Yes, yes, yes!”

“Yes what, baby?”

“Deeper and harder, Adrian.”

She thrashes beneath me, fisting the sheets and locking her ankles behind my head. Fucking Christ. A man can only have so much control.

“Deeper and harder, then.”

I help her out. I slip a hand between us and find her clit, gently rubbing circles and adding to her sensations.

The only warning I get is Noelle’s lips parting on unsteady inhales and her body bowing off the bed.

Her orgasm has just begun, but I’ve already snapped, my hips rutting into her.

“Oh, fuck, Noelle. Fuck, baby.”

Digging my fingers into her thighs for one final plunge, I bury myself as deep as I can and finish with a guttural noise coming from somewhere inside my soul. I’m still riding shockwaves of pleasure and spurting hot jets inside her inner walls as strength leaves my body.

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