Page 114 of Sinners' Appetite
When I get to him, he motions for me to stand, positioning himself so that he’s lying down on the couch. “Suck my cock while you ride my face… I need to taste you.”
“A-are you sure?” I stutter, thinking about how dangerous that sounds.
“It wasn’t a question, baby. I’m waiting…”
Oh my god. I’ve never done this before.
Should he have a safe-word? You know—in case he’s fucking drowning?!
I shake my head, flashing him a hesitant look as if to say, “If you insist…”
Carefully, I position myself with my legs on either side of him, looking back at him nervously. His hands find my ass cheeks and he grips tight, swiping his tongue through my wetness.
The second he starts to hum against me, I wrap my mouth around his cock and slowly flick my tongue against the swollen head, teasing his balls with my hand, causing his moans to grow even louder.
I could listen to him all fucking day.
I don’t know what it is about a man moaning…
It just does something to me.
I open my mouth, allowing him to sink further, preparing myself as he lifts his hips and starts to thrust into the back of my throat. The louder I gag around him, the harder he sucks on my clit, making chills run up and down my spine.
When the pleasure becomes too much, I attempt to lift myself off him, his cock still resting in my mouth like a thermometer.
I hear him chuckle before he moves his tongue to my ass, swirling around the hole a few times before dipping his tongue inside me. The sensation is almost too much for me to handle but I can’t get away.
Needing to take a deep breath, I lift my head, allowing his cock to plop out of my mouth. “Fuuuck yes, just like that… make me fucking come!” I holler out as I reach between my legs and circle my clit while he penetrates me with his tongue.
I let the orgasm take over, my entire body shaking as I apply pressure to my clit. Reaching for the closest thing next to me, I claw at the back of the couch cushion and pull myself up, rocking my hips back and forth against his face, just like he told me to.
With his tongue still inside my ass, I come so hard that I can no longer hold myself up, clinging to the cushion for dear life as I ride out the high.
“H-holy s-shit!” I whimper, nearly collapsing on top of him.
From out of nowhere, I hear someone say something. A male voice. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think it sounds just like Malachi.
“I’ll add watching my girlfriend get her ass eaten while she sucks cock to the list of my highlights for the day.”
Dean slaps my ass and I lift myself off him, sliding forward a little so I can scramble off the couch. Just then, I see a phone propped up against the TV. Clearly I missed that when I scanned the area earlier.
I look back at Dean who’s sitting up on the couch now with a wide, satisfied grin on his face.
Sneaky motherfuckers.
“Whereareyou?”Nikkiasks, squinting into the camera.
“I wish I could explain, baby girl, but Jeremy and I have to get moving,” I reply.
“Have you found him yet?”
“Fuck yeah, we did. We’re just waiting for him to leave the club,” I say. “Catch ya later, baby.”
“I… love you.”
“I love you too, baby girl.”
She blows me a kiss and I pretend to catch it, forgetting about Jeremy being right beside me the whole time. As soon as I end the video call, Jeremy starts to laugh hysterically.
