Page 252 of Call the Shots
“Such a pretty toy,” I murmured.
Her green eyes met mine and a shiver traveled up my spine, feeling so fucking good. I fucked her mouth, groaning from deep in my chest.
“Less foreplay with blowjobs from now on.” I tightened my grip. “I want to last during it.”
June pulled away from me, smirking. “You want to cum in my mouth, baby?”
“Nope.” I shoved my cock back in her mouth, listening to her gasp in surprise. “I know what you’re doing, I have a better use for your mouth. Drool on my cock, baby. Show me what a good toy you are. Because I want inside that pussy.”
June twitched with excitement, sucking my cock, spit bubbling at her lips. The fuckingsoundsdrove me over the edge.
“June?” Nick called from outside the shed. “Bear?”
“Where are they?” Fridge asked.
June tried to draw away, but I kept a firm hand at the back of her neck, pulling her closer, burying my cock in her throat. I ran the pads of my fingertips along her neck, feeling it stuffed with my cock.
“She’s busy!” I retorted, my voice raised.
A whimper slipped out of her.
I could hear Nick mutter something before he matched my tone. “Dude, Montoya’s here, fucking control yourself! Are we going toGianna’sor what?!”
“She needs ten minutes—GO THE FUCK AWAY!”
I waited to hear them leave while I bobbed her on my cock again, tightening my hold. “Are you ready, baby?”
She nodded, pressing closer.
I slipped out of her mouth, handling her with ease until she faced the dusty table covered in gardening tools. Her pants were so easy to shrug down.
With a curse, I pushed inside her, and she scratched the table.
“Come here,” I cooed, snaking a hand around her throat. I had to be patient, pushing inside her, letting her adjust, while she breathed hard underneath me.
“Fuck,fuck,” she whined.
“No long strokes today,” I whispered. I barely pulled back before thrusting again, short, shallow thrusts because I couldn’t fucking leave her pussy. “You’re so loved,” I murmured, pounding her into the table. “You’re taking it so good?—”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck?—”
“You feel fucking amazing?—”
“Right there, Bear—” she choked out. “Right there?—”
I could feel how close she was from how tight she gripped me, and I thrust into her, muttering praises under my breath. The orgasm shook her from inside-out and she shouted out my name, curling into herself.
“I’m cumming,” I rasped. “I’m cumming—I’m cumming, baby?—”
I shoved her against the table, spilling deep inside her. We panted together, coming down from the high. With a grin, I pulled out of her and tugged up her panties.
“Goddamn,” June whispered. She shifted to move away, and I stopped her.
“You know better than that,” I murmured.
June stilled and glanced back. Her eyes met mine before she brushed her hair to the side. If I didn’tjustcum, I would’ve been hard again when June presented her neck to me.
“Good girl,” I rasped, hiking her up on the table, dipping down to kiss her neck. June stroked my hair while I groaned at the taste. I bit her, nuzzling close.
