Page 34 of One Spicy Summer

“For you, always. But tonight...” I lean closer, brushing my lips across hers, “...you’re mine to command. Understood?”

She grins and bites her bottom lip. “Understood. Now... give me a taste.”

Jesus Christ.

I spit a small trail into her open mouth, watching as she closes her lips and swallows obediently.

“How do you taste?” I ask.

“Amazing,” she purrs, her eyes sliding closed for a second in bliss.

“Ry?”

“Yes, Princess?”

“Can I help you with that?” she asks, nodding toward the tent in my jeans.

I smirk, popping the button open. “Get on your knees.”

She drops to the floor so fast it makes me laugh.

“Someone’s eager,” I tease.

“I don’t know why. I have no idea what I’m doing.”

"Just do what feels good," I say, brushing my fingers across her cheek. “Open wide and let me in.”

She watches intently as I shove my jeans down, freeing my aching cock. Her eyes widen.

"Whoa. That's the monster you've been hiding?" I nod, chuckling as her brow furrows. "That's not gonna fit... anywhere," she says, half in awe, half in panic.

"Oh, it’s gonna fit, Princess," I promise, voice low and full of heat. "Even if I have to make it."

She reaches out hesitantly, wrapping her small hand around my shaft. I hiss through my teeth at the first touch.

"Did I hurt you?" she asks, eyes wide.

God, she’s adorable.

Instead of answering, I let her explore, watching as her hands glide up and down, tentative at first, then firmer.

When she leans forward to swipe her tongue over my tip, tasting me, I damn near lose it.

“You taste good,” she whispers.

“Now wrap your lips around me, sweetheart. Hollow your cheeks.”

She does, taking me slowly, inch by inch. When the head of my cock bumps the back of her throat, she gags lightly, but doesn’t stop.

"My good girl," I groan, fisting her hair.

I start moving my hips, fucking her mouth carefully at first, then rougher as she relaxes around me.

“Keep going like that and I’m going to come down that gorgeous throat of yours,” I warn, struggling for control.

But that’s not how tonight is supposed to end.

I force myself to pull back, trembling with restraint.

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