Page 54 of Salvation

“You’re so much prettier with a cock stuffed down your throat. Who knew this is all it would take to shut you up?”

I use my hand to guide her head, and she moans around me again, louder this time. “You like that, huh?”

Her lashes flutter in agreement. “Tap my thigh if it gets to be too much.” I release the fist of hair and switch it out to grab both sides of her head. I fuck her mouth. At first, I worry that it’s too much, but she just matches each thrust with the bob of her head. It surprises me even more when she moves one of her hands that was resting on my thigh to position it between her legs. I bring her all the way down to my base and groan. So hot. So warm. Sowet. I’m dying to be inside her at this point. I hold her there for a minute, only pulling her back when she gags, and tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes. Her mouth leaves me with a lewdpop, a line of spit connecting her mouth to me.I nearly finish at the sight. I pull away from her fully, and she whines at the loss of contact. I bend down and quickly kiss her before going to lay down on the bed. “Come ride me baby.”

She doesn’t hesitate in turning, and she crawls up the bed until she’s straddling me. I reach behind her with one hand and unclasp her bra, letting it fall away. Her full and heavy breasts are finally on display. I trace her perfect pink nipples with one finger, devouring her with my gaze.

I’m gonna fuck those too.

And then I reach for her panties, ripping them in half with one harsh tug that causes her to gasp. “Those were expensive!” She gapes at me in shock, but I only smile wickedly in return and tug her forward until she’s perfectly lined up with me.

“I’ll buy you a new pair.” After this? I’ll buy a whole fucking lingerie store for her. Make her try on every single piece and fuck her in them too.

“Now put it in.” I nod toward my cock. She braces one hand on my chest, and the other reaches down between us, wrapping her fingers around my throbbing length. We both moan in unison when my tip brushes against her entrance.She sinks down on me, and when she pushes herself a couple more inches, she cries out once she’s seated to the hilt. “So fucking hot. So tight.”

I meant what I said. She’sa fucking dream.Tits bouncing, head tipped back with her mouth in an ‘o’ shape. The sounds she’s making for me. It sends us both over the edge. And we spend the rest of the night like this. In a handful of different positions, with little to no breaks in between. I revel in eliciting every moan and whimper from her mouth. I just can’t get enough. Imay never get enough of Blake. And now that I’ve had a taste, I’m never letting her go.

Chapter 56

Blake

Iwake to the smell of pancakes and the sound of something sizzling. I roll over and reach out my hand, only to pop an eye open and see that the bed is empty. I groan before rolling back over and slipping on a piece of clothing closest to me. One, I assume, is Wesley’s shirt from how low it hangs on my legs. Legs that are so sore I flush at the mere memory ofwhythey’re so sore.

His hands are folded behind his head, and he lays sprawled across the mattress like a king as he watches me bounce up and down on him repeatedly. The moans that escape my lips are unlike any noise I’ve ever made before. He’s huge, much bigger than I’ve ever had, and the filthy words he whispers to me are ones I’ll no doubt blush over tomorrow-

I blink, stopping myself and padding out of the bedroom, indeed fighting a blush at the memory of him inside me, only to find Wesley’s bare back turned to me. Muscles flexing as heflips breakfast in one of my cast-iron pans. I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to wake up to, but it wasn’t this. A great date, followed by multiple orgasmsandwaking up to a hot guy making breakfast? Inmykitchen?Shirtless?

Yeah.Yeah, I could get used to this. He looks over his shoulder as he greets me, dimples, and all. “Morning.”

“Morning.” I smile and toy with the ends of his shirt. I peek over to where two mugs sit on the counter. My eyes light up, and I ask, “Did you make coffee?”

“Yup.” He grabs one of them and spins around to place it on the counter in front of me. The look he gives me at the sight of what I’m wearing…god,I hope he takes me right here on the counter. I’d let him. I go to sit down at the barstool and blurt, “God, I think I love you,” as he slides me a mug of hot coffee. Then my eyes widen, and I slap a hand over my mouth.

I stutter, “I- I didn’t mean it like-"

He laughs, all deep and rich. His eyes crinkle, and he waves a hand at me as he turns back around to tend to our food. “Blake. Shut up and drink your coffee.” I turn red, thankful he didn’t take it that way and glad he understands I’m not liable for anything I say until a little caffeine finds its way into my system.

“Sleep, okay?” He asks over his shoulder as he plates the food.

“Better than I have in a long time,” I answer truthfully.

“Good.” He slides my plate towards me. “I’ve got to get to work. But I’ll swing by later?” He drops a kiss on my forehead, steals a piece of bacon off my plate, and saunters to the bedroom to get dressed. I look down and see he painted a smiley face on my pancakes with whipped cream and fruit. I almost giggle at the sight. This is the same man who just said and did the dirtiest things imaginable to me less than 12 hours ago. I’m so shocked right now, I truly have no idea what to say. But as he comes back out, pulling a hoodie over his head, I realize I stole his shirt.

“I’m sorry.” I stand, embarrassed. Maybe it was too much of a couple-y thing to do. Way out of line. “I’ll go take this off.”

I stop when he catches my wrist. “Don’t.” He smirks. “I like it.” I’m dumbstruck as he places a kiss on my wrist and drops it. Just as he closes the door behind him, Elain opens it and walks right through. Her eyes are wide as she spots me, and the minute the door closes behind her, my best friend’s text flashes on my phone that lies face up.

Viv:

Did you sleep with your hot neighbor yet?

Elain screeches “Youtotallyfucked the hot neighbor!”

I bury my face in my hands and flop back onto the stool.

Chapter 57

Wesley

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