Page 32 of T-Bone
She turned instinctively and curled her body against mine, seeking out my body heat in the cool night. She snuggled close without waking up, the rhythmic sounds of her breath were enough to relax my overworked brain and overtired body until I was deep asleep with thoughts of the pretty former cop dancing in my dreams.
As soon as the sun streaked across the sky, I was awake. The sounds of birds chirping outside and a garbage truck in the distance told me it was still early, but just late enough that the world was starting to wake up. I laid there and stared at the ceiling for a long time, trying to untangle my emotions about the woman sprawled on top of me from how we needed to move forward. There were too many fucking questions that we didn’t have answers for, and I had some theories Faith wouldn’t like.
But I couldn’t focus on any of that with her supple curves pressed against my body. The woman who was dressed like somebody’s dowdy assistant when I first met her slept in a cotton gown that had ridden up to her waist and hitched one leg over mine. Her tits were pressed against my side and one hand rested barely an inch from where I was uncomfortably hard. Every subtle shift of her body brought greater fucking awareness, and it took every ounce of willpower I had to not flip her on her back, devour her pussy and fuck her until she screamed herself hoarse.
A low moan sounded as Faith stretched her body and then froze. She blinked a few times before I felt the heat of her gaze on me. “T-Bone,” she sighed. “What are you doing here?”
“I was sleeping until you decided to make a move.”
Faith let out a huff of laughter and rolled her eyes. “Is this making a move,” she asked with one brow arched. “Or is this,” she asked as she brushed the back of her hand against my cock.
I hissed out a breath as my eyes fell shut. “Faith.”
“Yes?” She wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking gently at first. “Something you want to say to me, T-Bone?”
I opened one eye and then the other to find her smiling at me with a glint of mischief in her green eyes. “Keep that up and it’ll be too late to back out.”
She licked her full lips. “Who said I want you to back out?” Her hand gripped me tighter and she stroked faster.
“You sure about this?” Why the fuck was I trying to talk her out of this when my cock was hard and aching, seconds from leaking and she wanted this as much as I did. She might not be sure about me, but she wanted this.
Faith nodded and licked her lips. “I’m sure.” She lowered her lips to my chest, kissing from one nipple to the next before she kissed me right down the middle of my stomach, while her hand continued to stroke me to the point of madness. “So fucking sure,” she growled, gripping my cock hard until she wrapped her lips around my crown and lowered her mouth down the shaft.
“Oh fuck.” My body bucked up instinctively and I gripped her head, not to force her but because I had to touch her.
Faith moaned while she sucked me off, moaning like the taste of me was just what she needed to start her day. She hummed her pleasure as she took me deep.
“Fuck, that’s a good, dirty girl,” I growled and took a handful of her hair in my hand. “Take my cock,” I encouraged her. “Take it all.”
She hummed louder and took me so deep that I hit the back of her throat. Her mouth was hot and wet, the grip of her lips on my cock was enough to push me closer to the edge. Faith released me with a smile. “You want to come in my mouth, T-Bone?”
Fuck, yes. I nodded.
“Or are you one of those guys who wants to come on my tits?”
Who the fuck was this dirty talking vixen and where the fuck had she been all my life? “I’d love to stain your tits with my come but right now I want to feel you swallow me down.”
Her gaze heated, locking with mine for just a moment before she took my cock again, taking me in long deep strokes that hit the back of her throat, all while she moaned her pleasure.
“Faith, fuck.”
She laughed and moved faster but every stroke still took me deep. Her lips covered her teeth and tightened like a pussy. My hips moved on their own and she took it all, gripping my thighs and sucking my cock like she was born to do it.
“Faith,” I warned out of courtesy, but she ignored me, instead tugging my balls as my cock hit the back of her throat, swallowing down every spurt of come that exploded out of me. “Oh. Fuck.”
She hummed another laugh, still sucking as my cock pulsed in her mouth. She sucked until I was dry and shaking beneath her.
“Enough,” I growled and gripped her hair, pulling her from my cock.
The fucking minx smiled at me.Smiledas if she knew exactly what the fuck she’d done to me. “Good?”
“Fucking fantastic.” I fell back on the bed and heaved out a few breaths. “Come here,” I demanded at the same time I gripped her hips and dragged her up my body until her knees rested on either side of my head.
She lifted her leg to remove her panties.
“Leave ‘em on.” I thought she might hesitate, but she was a dirty girl, and she lowered the damp cotton over my mouth,just out of reach. I gripped her ass and lowered her where I needed her, enjoying the squeal of surprise she let out. “Perfect.”
“Fuck,” she whispered when I nibbled her clit through the cotton. “Oh fuck, yes!” Her words grew louder when I wrapped my lips around her clit and applied pressure.
