Page 48 of Taeja

Taeja knelt.

Zain stood.

She craned her neck to see him better, wetting her lips with her tongue when she saw his arousal.

He reached out to drag a hand through her curls. “Take it out, and open your mouth as wide as you can.”

Licking her lips, Taeja obeyed Zain’s command. Her fingers looped into the waistband of his sweatpants and tugged it down to his ankles. She placed alingering kiss atop his boxers before she lowered it, too.

His dick sprang free, and Taeja was surprised by the size of it. Zain wasn’t fully hard and his dick was already this size.

Taeja swallowed a lump, reminding herself that she'd taken him like a champ before.

Wanting to make Zain proud, she looked into his eyes as she took him into her hands, then kissed his tip. Zain inhaled a sharp breath, and she almost smiled. She knew her action excited him.

Breaking the stare, she placed another kiss on his tip before taking him into her mouth. She sucked, licked, and stroked until he was at his full length. Then she got to work. She sucked him at a fast pace, placed him in the back of her throat, and made him stay there until she could no longer breathe. She gagged while his raspy moans drifted into her ears, making her pussy wet.

Zain’s fingers tangled in her hair and held her head in place. He pushed her head down and thrust his hips forward, forcing her to take more of his dick in her mouth.

Taeja choked when he hit the back of her throat, causing spit to dribble down the sides of her mouth. Her eyes watered and her cheeks hurt, but it was worth it because pleasing him pleased her, too.

She pulled him out and slapped his dick on her tongue before she pumped his length with her hand. Her mouth found his balls, and she sucked them, looking up at him and feeling herself grow wetter.

Zain’s eyes were closed, his lips slightly parted as he looked at the ceiling. Taeja would pay to see this look on his face forever.

Moving from his balls, she went down on him again and used her hand to stroke what couldn’t fit in her mouth. She used her free hand to play with his balls.

“Fuck, Taeja,” Zain hissed. “The things you can do with your mouth.”

She loved how raspy his voice was. It was laced with desire, fueling her to suck him faster. His grip on her hair was so tight that her scalp burned. It was a type of pain she enjoyed. Paired with the throb in her clit, she almost came right there.

Taeja never knew sucking a dick could make her feel this way.

Gradually, Zain’s thrusts into her mouth slowed. “Get on the bed. I can’t wait any longer.”

She freed his dick from her mouth and wiped the back of her hand across her mouth. Zain’s fingers were quick to strip her from her clothes. She was on the bed in no time.

“On your knees, Taeja,” he said, and she turned around, exposing her pussy to him.

Zain took a step forward, and his fingers sank into her ass. He gave it a stinging slap, then rubbed away the pain. She bit into her lip when he pressed his thumb against her clit. “Sucking my dick made you this wet?” he teased.

Taeja nodded.

He slapped her ass. Hard. “Answer me.”

“Yes.”

Zain soothed the sting with his calloused palm before gripping her waist. He tugged her back on him. Her clit jumped as his dick pressed against her ass. “Be a good girl and don’t run, yeah?”

Taeja scoffed. “I won’t run.” She needed this just as much as she needed her next breath. Why would she run? Zain must have been underestimating how badly she wanted him.

Hands still on her waist, Zain directed his dick to her entrance. Taeja gripped a fistful of the duvet as the head pressed against her opening, making her walls stretch to accommodate his length. The mix of pain and pleasure was too much.

“Jesus Christ,” she cursed. “Zain—”

“That’s the tip,” he said, slowly inching further instead of her pussy. “Just relax.”

She tried her best to relax, but damn. She knew he was bigger than Damon, but she never expected to be stretched this way.

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