Page 48 of Playing A Risk
When he hits the back of my throat, I inhale deeply through my nose, knowing I won’t be able to breathe for a moment.
His fingers weave into my hair in anticipation. “Take it all the way down.”
I do exactly that. I position my head to make room and guide him until he’s balls deep down my throat.
“That’s my sweet temptress. Fuck, just like that.”
My gag reflex kicks in right as he tries to go deeper. I have to push away for a second. My heart flutters rapidly as I try to catch my breath.
Wetness coats my lips between my legs. I’m about ready to reach down to give myself some friction, but don’t. Jami’s been focused on me without anything for himself. It’s his turn.
Determined to get him to his release, I go in for the kill. I suck him in and out of my mouth. Up and down until I can’t see straight. Power and pride fill me to the core.
I wrap my lips around my teeth so I don’t get him with my teeth and then let loose. Over and over, slobber spilling from the corners of my mouth as my eyes water.
I groan and the vibrations of the sound meet with the tip of his cock as he drives deeper. I gag again, but keep going. He pumps into my mouth like he can’t get enough. This continues for a while as we both grunt and moan our delight.
“Dori, fuck!”
I squeeze his ass, warning him I’m going to deep-throat him. His hand grips the back of my head. He slides so far down my throat that my eyes almost cross.
“I don’t want to come this way.” He fists my hair and pulls it as he shifts his hips away from me.
My heart shrinks as he glides out of my mouth. I’m still sucking as hard as I can, so when he pulls out, there’s a loud pop.
With watery eyes, I gaze up at him. Even in the dark, I can tell his eyes are wild with want.
“Get on the bed.” He pulls me up by the arms. I start to turn to climb on, but he stops me. “No. I want you on your back.”
I sit on the edge of the mattress and work myself into the middle. All the while, he strokes himself. His breath is heavy and unsteady.
“Spread your legs.” His voice strains as he works for control.
I’m on my back, resting on my forearms, and do as he asks.
“You’re such a good girl.” He climbs over me, hooking my legs in the crooks of his arms. “This is going to be deep. Tell me if it gets to be too much.”
My heart stampedes. I’m so wet and ready, I don’t see how it will be a problem.
“Say it, Dori, or I’ll wait.” He situates himself so my knees are bent over my torso and he’s pressing right on my opening.
“I’ll let you know if it gets to be too much, but I’m ready for you. Please, Jami. Don’t wait anymore.” I wrap my arms under my knees and give him all the access he needs.
“Oh, you want it deep, huh?” He laughs a little. “You can always stop me.”
My blood boils and heats my skin. My stomach tightens in anticipation. When I don’t say anything, he plunges into me. His hits are hard and deliberate.
“Oh, god!” I wail.
His hands grip my shins as he dives into me with the precision of a porn star. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
“It’s not. It’s just… Fuck. It’s so good.” My breathing races with each thrust and pound.
He fucks me good and plenty for a while. Then he settles between my legs and takes my hands out from under my knees. He pulls in and out of me at a slower rate as he lays down on top of me.
“Jami, you feel so fucking good.”
“Don’t talk or I’ll come.” His mouth seals with mine in haste and our tongues twist together.
