Page 114 of Wild Eyes
Her eyes flare as I go to grip the base, but she knocks my hand away, placing hers there instead. She gives me her eyes and licks her lips like she’s starving.
“You want my cock, baby?”
She huffs out a labored breath, eyes twinkling under the dark sky as she nods. Her other hand wraps around me as she gives a couple eager tugs.
I decide to get out of her way, keep my hands on her hair. “Spit on it, Sky.”
“Fuck,” she mutters, gaze locked on my dick. Her cheeks hollow out as her tongue works for a few moments. She gazes up at me. “All that talk about putting my smart mouth to use made it go dry.”
My fingers soften in her silky hair, and I tip her head up gently this time. “I can help with that.”
I bend and start with a light kiss before slipping my tongue into her mouth to explore. She softens in my hands, her tongue meeting mine as she whimpers into my mouth. After a few seconds, I ease away and grip her jaw.
With my thumb on her chin, I pop her mouth open. Hover over her lips. And spit.
“You’re welcome,” I rasp before straightening and place my fingers over hers where they’re holding my cock. “Try again.” Her hazel eyes darken in the low light and her back arches at the sight of my cock in my hand. “Spit on it.”
And this time, she does. We both pause for a second, staring at my cock. Our spit. Our hands. All of it is so fucking hot.
But not nearly as hot as her lips wrapping around me as she dives forward and sucks me into her mouth. My fingers tangle in her hair as she takes me to the back of her throat like she can’t get enough.
I don’t need to do anything. My hands are just along for the ride, and she’s fully taken charge.
The hollow of her cheeks dip with shadow as she sucks. Her tongue swirls. Her lips clamp. She moans, and the vibration travels all the way up my spine.
One hand trails up, cupping my balls firmly, and I buck against her face. “Fuck, Sky. Fuck.”
She keeps working her magic, and my head tips back. The stars blur above me. And I can hear Skylar sucking below me. Hottest blow job of my life.
When I glance back down at her, she’s got her eyes trained on me. She slow blinks once and smiles around my length like the tease she is.
“You love this, don’t you? Knees in the dirt. My cock in your mouth.”
Her head bobs, even with my dick shoved so far to the back of her throat that her eyes look damp.
“Put your fingers in your pussy. Show me.”
She doesn’t hesitate to remove a hand from my thigh and push it down the front of her shorts. Her eyelids flutter heavily when she gets there. I know because it’s the same expression she makes when I slide inside her.
“You’re wet, aren’t you?”
She slides her hand away from my dick to the back of my thigh and her mouth pops off me as she murmurs, “Soaked.”
I slap my dick on her mouth. “Good. Come on your fingers while I fuck your face.”
“Yes.” She grins up at me, forearm flexing as she fingers herself. “And don’t be gentle. I won’t break.”
“God” is the last word I get out before I grab her head and shove myself back between her waiting lips. “Such a hot little mouth, Sky.” I thrust in hard and her nose flares as she works to breathe around me. Her shirt slips farther down her shoulder, her right breast bare to me now, bouncing with every stroke. “Tight, little cunt. I bet it feels so good.”
Her gaze stays latched on mine while we each chase our own release. Soon, my strokes gentle and slow until she’s lapping at my dick like it’s a popsicle. I’m getting off just by watching her.
I can see it coming. The languid blinks. The flush on her cheeks that seems darker in the night.
“Used to think you looked pretty onstage, but that’s just because I hadn’t seen you on your knees for me.”
“West,” she breathes out against my swollen head as her knees slip farther apart in the sand. “I’m gonna—” She cuts herself off, taking me in again as she writhes at my feet. Her hips grind. Her arm freezes. Her tongue is soft against me as she evens out.
It’s not the feel of her mouth that pushes me over the edge. It’s watching her fall apart. It’s seeing the pleasure on her face. Hearing the way her breathing hitches when she explodes.
