Page 103 of Nitro

“That’s why you love me.”

“I do.” I take his already hard cock into my hand but pause to look him in the eyes. “I love you so fucking much I feel like my heart’s going to explode.”

With that, I slowly ease my lips over the head. He groans and laces his fingers through my hair. “Me too.”

I don’t know if he means that his heart’s going to burst or something else. Maybe both. I smile around the tip of his shaft before sucking it deeper.

“You’re so fucking good at this,” he whimpers.

I love turning this big, strong man into a helpless ball of pleasure. If you can give a good blowjob, there’s nothing a man won’t do for you. Some girls don’t like it. I fucking love it. Seeing him fall apart fills me with power. He’s also trusting me with the most vulnerable part of his body, which is a responsibility I take seriously. Also, I know he’s going to make me feel just as good when he turns his full attention on me.

His groans fill the room as I slurp up and down. I stop long enough to give his balls a little extra attention before taking him as deep as I can. He shudders and grabs my shoulders to steady himself. I glance down at his toes, which are curling into the carpet. I know he’s close, so I immediately latch onto him and suck like my life depends on it. He both hates it and loves it when I do this. He’s trying so hard not to come, but I’m going to make him do it anyway. It’s my bedroom superpower.

“Oh, fuck!” He grabs the back of my neck and holds me in place. He thrusts against my lips as I look up at him. Our eyes meet. He grunts out his release, pulsing again and again as I lap up every drop. “Baby, fuck. I’m dead.”

I laugh and sit back on my heels.

“Bed. Now.” He points.

“If you insist.” I playfully crawl up onto the bed, making sure he gets a great glimpse of my ass while I do it.

“I can’t even decide how I want you.” He frowns down at me.

“You can start with your favorite place to lick.” I boldly spread my thighs, giving him a peek at the sheer lace between my thighs.

“It’s got a snap. Holy fuck. Thank the gods.” He slides between my legs and pries the tiny snap open. The fabric slides out of his way. “Yummy. And you’re already so wet for me.”

“Always.”

When his lips find my delicate folds, I sigh and sink into the sheets. He licks and sucks and finds the tiny bundle of nerves that sets me on fire. I’m trying to last as long as I can, but he’s not playing fair. I guess after what I did to his cock, I deserve it. Worth it!

“Oh, Nitro. Yes! More.”

He wraps his huge hands around my hips and pulls me down against his mouth. I gyrate, both wanting more and less pressure. I’m caught between the desire to prolong this sweet torture for hours and needing it to end in an eruption of ecstasy. He makes that decision for me, lashing his tongue against my clit until I’m screaming his name.

My whole body jerks in time with the powerful release coursing through my veins. The muscles along my spine contract, arching my back and thrusting my breasts into the air. I’m still soaring when Nitro climbs across my trembling body toplunge into me. His cock scrapes across my clit, sending me into another fit of convulsions. As my neck arches, he nibbles at the skin, then sucks in until I’m sure I’ll have the biggest hickey ever tomorrow.

Through it all, I don’t care about anything but how this man makes me feel. Every time we make love, it’s wilder, more intense and more intimate than the last time. Whether soft and sweet or fast and rough, it’s always the best sex I’ve ever had.

His hips roll against mine in an endless rhythm of pleasure. When he gets like this, there’s no stopping him. I’m going to be a limp, blubbering, sex zombie by the time he’s done with me … Again. He always does this. I can’t ever get enough. If we spent the rest of our lives in bed, my greedy pussy wouldn’t be permanently satisfied. It’s impossible. But he loves that about me.

“Come again, kitten,” he growls in my ear.

“Fuck me harder!”

He does, pounding me into the mattress, slamming the bed frame against the wall. I wrap myself around him, hooking my heels under his ass, urging him on. He never misses a stroke, driving in again and again.

“Oh, God! Oh, God! I’m … oh, fuuucck!” I scream loud enough to wake the dead, and probably everyone else in the clubhouse. But I don’t care because I’m flying high on the most perfect, most invigorating orgasm of my life.

His pleasure-infused cries are fuel for our love. I capture every one of his outbursts with my heart. This is my man, the love of my life, and he’s going to be mine forever. I can’t even believe this is my life now. After everything I went through, I finally found the only man worth loving with all my heart and soul.

Much later, when we’ve fallen from the heavens and crashed back to Earth, he snuggles against me. “Babe?”

“Hmm?” I stroke his shoulder, trying to memorize every line and curve.

“We really need to find a house.”

I burst out laughing because he’s right.

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