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He sits up and closes his mouth over mine as we work together to pull his pants down. Our tongues wrestle and explore, our lips bite and suck. He lifts his ass slightly as I get his pants and briefs down quickly. His cock springs free and I break the kiss to drink him in.
All of him.
I give him a gentle stroke, grinding my wetness from the base of his shaft and up. His hands come down from my breasts, grabbing my ass cheeks to help me along as I grind against him,our breathing growing faster as I find purchase. The friction is just what I need, and there’s nothing I want more than to feel him fill me up. But first, I need to taste him. I want to devour him just as fervently as he did me.
A devious smile forms on my lips as our foreheads press together. “Does this feel weird to you?” I ask breathlessly. He continues to work my pussy up and down the outside of his shaft.
“Fuck no. Do you feel weird?”
I shake my head no, frantically seeking another orgasm.
“Good. ‘Cause this is too fucking good, T. You and me? Nothing has ever felt more right.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, baby. I want this.”
Take it then.
Chapter Twenty-Three
LOGAN
Her shoulder blades move in a trance-like motion as she makes her way down my body, leaving wet kisses in her wake. Flat on my back, I watch her tongue dart out and tease my skin with those enchantress eyes boring into me. Beautiful hazel pools of desire.
Fuck, and I’m obsessed with her hair. The color. The smell. The length. I shiver when the ends tickle my inner thighs as she teases her sinful mouth around my throbbing cock. I flex it, jerking against her forehead. I bite my lip to keep from laughing.
“Down, boy,” she teases, licking the underside of my dick to shut me up.
It works.
I reach for her hair, pushing the loose strands away from her face, and gather it with both hands atop her head. I need to see her eyes when she takes the whole of me in her hot mouth. The second she does, I swear I lose my vision as everything around me goes black.
“Jesus,fuck,” I hiss through gritted teeth.
I take all the mental pictures my mind allows before I get too lost in a euphoric tidal wave.
Her perfect lips stretched around my girth.Click.
Her round, peachy ass swaying in the air as she sucks me down.Click.
Her pretty eyes watering when my cock hits the back of her tight throat.Click.
Click click click.
She’s not even one minute into this blow job and I’m fighting demons to keep from coming into her mouth. It’s her eyes that have me close to free falling. I’ve been in this position before. Exactly like this. On my back, a woman between my legs, my cock in her mouth, and my hands in her hair.
But Tia’s eyes. No, it’s not the color or the shape of them. Even though they are the most beautiful set of eyes I’ve ever seen. No. It’s so much more.
It’s the fuckingadorationbehind them. The trust she has for me. Thelove.
No woman has ever looked at me the way Tia is now. She’s hell-bent on bringing me pleasure, to see my face fall with rapture and break at her mercy. She wants my surrender, and I’m going to give it to her in spades.
She’s bringing me higher with each swallow, hollowing her cheeks on each upstroke and opening her throat with the downstroke. It’s driving me so fucking mad my head spins out of control. I can’t help but thrust up into her mouth as my hands push down on her head, fully fucking her filthy mouth.
She spits. I groan. She gags. I nearly cry.
“T. Baby. Please let me fuck your throat. Fucking please,” I beg. I don’t give a fuck how pathetic I sound. I need to come so far down her throat she’ll taste me for days.
