Page 33 of T-Bone
“Not enough,” she panted and pulled back, pulling her panties to the side to give me her wet pussy. “Better,” she cried when she sank back onto my mouth. “Eat my pussy,” she commanded.
Instantly my cock was rock hard all over again. I figured it’d take a few minutes but that dirty, whispered command had me a full mast already. I gripped her ass cheeks hard and held her to my mouth, licking her from her opening to her clit, sucking her clit while she fucked my face the way she wanted.
“T-Bone, oh fuck. That tongue is magic.” She rocked back and forth across my tongue, moaning and shouting her pleasure. “God, yes!” She rested her hands on my head and watched my eyes while she fucked my mouth. “Don’t stop.”
I couldn’t have stopped even if I wanted to. Her honey was sweet and intoxicating as it dripped down my chin and ran down over my cheeks. She was so fucking wet all I could think about was making her come so I could slide my cock into that slick heat.
“T-Bone,’ she called out over and over until her orgasm hit with wild abandon. She fucked me hard and fast and then she froze, her body shook uncontrollably before she went limp. But only for a second. “You are so fucking good at that,” she whispered as she slid down my body.
“Your pussy gets so fucking wet, I’ll eat it all day long.”
“Yes, please,” she moaned and then rose up to line her body up with my cock before she slammed down. “Fuck, yes.” I was buried so deep that she gasped out a breath. “Yes,” she said again and then her mouth was on mine, sucking my tongue like she couldn’t get enough of the taste of her pussy on my mouth. She growled into the kiss, bouncing up and down on my cock.
I moaned in response, the way she kissed me and fucked me was nothing like my usual fucks. They were good because pussy was always good, but this was something else. Faith didn’t justenjoyit, sheneededit. The way she chased her pleasure was so fucking hot I knew I’d blow my load soon.
She pulled back and rode me hard and fast. “I love your cock, it’s perfect. So thick,” she panted. “So hard.” She squealed and her eyes widened. “I can feel you growing and getting harder inside me.”
My fingertips dug into her hips, guiding her to fuck me harder. Faster. “Come for me Faith, come all over my cock. I need it.”
She smiled and her head fell back.
I slid one hand up her body and pinched her nipple.
“Fuck,” she shouted and a second later she gave me what I wanted, clamping down hard on my cock as she fell apart. “Oh fuck, yes! T-Bone,” she sighed and then her body went limp.
With a growl and a quick move, I flipped our positions and pumped into her wet, pulsing pussy until my balls tightened, and my cock exploded into her lush, wet body. Her pussy clenched hard and then a rush of moisture flooded between us accompanied by her loud squeal.
“Oh my god,” she sighed. “That’s never happened before,” she panted in my ear. “T-Bone, holy shit.”
I smiled proudly as my hips still pumped into her body because I couldn’t get enough of Faith.
Small aftershocks rocked her body as I slowly fucked her body until she begged me to stop. I fucked her a little longer before I rolled onto my back with a loud exhale.
Silence filled the room, quiet and calm, for several minutes.
My mind refused to shut the fuck up, though. Images of Faith, smiling with her head tossed back, wouldn’t fade or dissipate. The sounds of her pleasure filled my ears until I was so distracted, too completely full of her that I hadn’t heard her slip into the bathroom.
I wasn’t sure how much time passed but Faith emerged from the bathroom fully dressed, no longer in her ugly as shit conservative suits but jeans, a red t-shirt, and the slightly less ugly blazer. Her thick hair was pulled into a ponytail, her face clear of makeup except pink gloss on her lips and mascara that accented her green eyes. “What’s up with you for today?” She was all business as if we hadn’t just fucked ourselves senseless.
It took me a second to get a grip. I sat up and scrubbed my hand over my face. “I need to meet with the guys to update them on what we know, which means telling Pike everything.”
Sympathy with a hint of sadness darkened her gaze and she offered a nod. “That won’t be easy.”
I nodded. “Yeah, I have no fucking desire to look him in the eyes and tell him what we found out.”
“Maybe you should wait.”
I frowned. “Why the fuck would I do that?”
“Because,” she motioned to the boxes stacked against the far wall. “I have a feeling we might learn a lot more and if I werehim, I’d want to know it all at once.” She watched me in search of any signs of understanding. “This situation with Chloe and Gemma, it’s like peeling off the scab time and time again.”
It was a good point. “I’ll think about it.” I waited again, wondering if she’d say something about the sex but she turned back to the boxes.
I escaped to the bathroom, showered, and dressed before I went in search of my brothers.
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“Somebody’s looking well rested,” Falcon called out when he spotted me walking through the clubhouse. “You got that orgasmic glow,” he said, again louder than fucking necessary.
