Page 374 of My Sweet Dollie, You Have to Love Me
Can’t fucking see straight.
Dollie takes a breath, her mouth leaving me for a second—too many fucking seconds.
My groin stirs instantly, my hand moving to my cock, only to get batted away. Her warm, wet mouth graces my cock again, her hand back on my balls, massaging them in her palm.
It’s too much, I twitch again. That twitch becomes a pulsing in her mouth.
“Dollie, I’m gonna?— ”
Another long, wet lick to the head has me coming in my shorts and seeping down her throat.
I wait for her to tell me that shouldn’t have happened. That I should have pulled out, but she swallows down each drop.
Her hands dip inside my shorts again, nails grazing my overly sensitive skin as she pulls them down my thighs.
I kick out of them as she climbs on top of me, desperate, eager for kisses.
My mouth opens, meeting hers head-on. The salty taste of me creeps onto my tongue, and the voice in my head wakes, alerting me to all my germs.
But I focus on her, on the kiss, on how she rubs the head of my cock, still leaking cum against her wet slit.
“I want you. I want you so much. In this way.”
I nod because she’s waiting for me to agree.
A cry slips from her mouth as she forces in the first inch of me a little too fast.
It feels like I’m about to blow again, my cock still hard even though I just came.
My eyes roll as she sinks down on me another inch, this time slower as she adjusts to my size.
“Slowly.” I hold her hips, preventing anything else. “You could get hurt.”
“You hurt me in the best ways.”
Another inch takes me deeper into her, tight walls almost crushing me.
I scoot up the bed and pull her forward. I don’t really have any fucking clue what I’m doing, but I know what she likes. What kisses make her moan harder. What touches made her wetter.
Moving her hair behind her back, my tongue creeps out, teasing over a pretty pink nipple that I suck into my mouth.
The wetness between her legs leaks down my cock, encouraging me to guide her down and take all of me.
Buried to the hilt inside her, she sucks in a quick, sharp breath. Her back arches, and her lips frantically search for mine. I suck the moan from her mouth, unsure what else I’m actually meant to do.
I feel her smile through our kiss, and her hips begin to rock. More moans escape, leaving both of us as I rise my hips to meet hers on every thrust.
“Like that. Oh, God. Just like that!” she pants, breaking off our kiss to tell me exactly what she likes. Her teeth nip at my lower lip, and my body lines with goosebumps, because apparently, that’s something I like.
I moan right back at her.
With newfound confidence, I let my hands roam over her body. My hips move faster, harder, my cock slamming into her deeper.
Her phone lights up again, catching my attention in my peripheral vision. I can’t pretend to ignore it like I did the last two times.
Reaching over, I press the answer button, then the speaker. Shane’s unattractive face fills the screen.
“No, you can’t answer that!” She’s too late to object.
