Page 37 of Rookie Mistake

I’m so fucking hot for him that it feels as if I’m burning from the inside out. My skin is ablaze as he trails his fingers lower until he curves his palm around my throat, squeezing lightly.

In response, I flick the button of his jeans open and slowly drag the zipper down, holding his smoldering gaze. I grip his erection through the thin fabric of his briefs until his hold on my throat tightens, the pressure from his fingers intensifying until my heart begins to race.

“Take my cock out, Zara.”

Heat floods my lower belly as I tug his briefs lower, inch by inch, freeing his straining cock. Thick and long, it’s the perfect dick. Just the right amount of girth, with a thick vein running down the length.

My mouth actually waters, and I can’t wait another second to have him in my mouth. Leaning forward, I circle the base and close my lips over the head, sucking just the tip.

A tease of what’s to come.

The salty, musky taste of his precum floods my tongue, and I moan around him.

He groans, a deep, guttural noise from the back of his throat as he threads his fingers into my hair.

I don’t dare close my eyes because there is nothing sexier than this man being overcome by pleasure.

Pleasure fromme.

I’ve never felt so powerful in my life.

His eyes are dark and stormy, heavy with need, his lips parted as he watches me take him deeper into my mouth.

He’senchanted.

This is his fantasy, one that we’ve talked about in length, and I’m all too happy to give it to him.

It’s one of my favorite things about what we’re doing. That we’re open and honest about what we want and the things that turn us on and get us off. It’s been so much fun exploring things with him.

I let the head of his cock slip out of my mouth with a pop as I drag my tongue along the prominent vein from tip to root and back. His hand bracketing my throat tightens, and he groans, “Fuuuck, Zara. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see those pretty lips circling my cock, painting it red.”

I bring my palm to his balls, cupping, rolling, tugging them lightly at the same time I suck him back into my mouth, taking him deep until he hits the back of my throat. Because I’m not blessed with a no-gag reflex, I choke around him, my eyes watering in the process.

His fingers thread into my hair roughly, guiding me up and down on his cock, his hips flexing as he fucks my throat in short, choppy movements, showing just how out of control he is tonight.

It’s the absolute hottest moment of my life.

He’s using my mouth, making me feel dirty in the best way, and I can’t get enough.

Tears and saliva stream down my face when he thrusts deep, holding my mouth down on his cock as he grunts, “Put your fingers in your panties and rub your clit while I come down your throat.”

I follow directions like the obedient girl I’m being tonight, dipping my fingers inside the waistband of my panties, finding my clit swollen and throbbing just from sucking his dick. My hips jolt when the pad of my finger brushes over it, and I circle my finger, trying not to pass out from the pleasure rippling through me.

“Fuck, look at you, Zara. On your knees, getting your face fucked. Smearing those red lips all over my cock like a good girl. I can’t get enough.”

Withdrawing, he slams his hips forward with a deep, guttural groan, the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat again.

Pinching my clit between my fingers, I can’t hold back the orgasm that shoots through me like a rocket, my hips shaking as I try to remain on my knees and not slide to the floor.

“Coming, baby. Fuckkkkk, I’m coming,” Davis pants, holding the top of my head and my chin as he rocks his hips deep. I feel his warm cum sliding down my throat as he erupts, emptying every drop down my throat.

I swallow it down greedily, moaning from the overwhelming sensation of coming while having him fuck my mouth.

Jesus, that was hot. So hot that even after coming… I still want more.

He pulls his cock out of my mouth, watching the trail of saliva trail from my mouth, his eyes darkening.

“You are the hottest fucking creature alive. You did so well taking my cock,” he praises, leaning forward and capturing my lips, uncaring that there are tears and smeared lipstick all overmy face. If anything, I think it turns him on more. “Your turn. Take off your panties and get on the bed. I want to fucking drown in your pussy, Zara.”

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