Page 138 of Scoring the Player
“Start, baby. You’ll feel better.”
I gripped the headboard and slowly moved up, then sank back down in shallow thrusts, barely taking a third of the shaft.
I raised a hand to grab my dick but paused.
“Go ahead,” he said, giving me permission.
After a few strokes, my head fell back as a spasm of heat rolled down my back to my balls, and I rocked my hips, fucking myself deeper on every thrust.
Needing to see him, I opened my eyes and stared into the screen. His thick thighs were spread as he slowly pumped himself, his dark eyes half-lidded, bottom lip tugged between his teeth.
“You’re so sexy,” I breathed, then groaned loudly.
He winked. “You should see my view, baby. Hold.”
I whimpered but obeyed.
“You’re so perfect. I’ll let you continue, but hands off that sexy dick.”
I squeezed my nipple with my newly freed hand and continued ridinghim.
“How does it feel, Blue?”
“Mm.” I panted a few breaths. “S’real.”
“Like how I’d feel raw?”
I clamped my fist around the base of my cock. “Shhit.”
He chuckled. “Faster.”
I reached behind me to anchor my palm around the base of the dick and bucked faster.
“You know what I think about when I’m inside you?” he asked.
I shook my head.
“How is it so good? Making love to you. How badly I want to pump you full of my cum.” His smoky voice sent a graze of heat down my spine.
“You want my cum?”
“Yesss,” I moaned. “Fuck…yes.”
“I want to give you my cum, baby, and then have you ride my face so I can eat it out of you and taste us together.”
“Fuck, I’m com—ngh!” My body shuddered.
“Faster.”
I cried out as I bent forward, lifting the dildo, and fucked myself hard.
“Hold.”
I crashed forward onto the mattress in a heap on top of my cum with the gigantic dick sticking out of me.
I panted into my elbow, turning my face slightly to see him, beads of sweat running down my temples.
He was leaning back, watching me, cum covering his chest.
