Page 100 of Play Me
I have half a notion to put her in the truck and give her some privacy as I rail her, but something tells me she’s enjoying the freedom of the great outdoors. I don’t give a shit. I just want to be inside her.
“You get a choice,” I say, as she pulls my lip between her teeth.
“What?”
“Would you be more comfortable inside the truck, or do you want to be fucked out here?”
She pulls back, her eyes glistening. Her grin is mischievous. “Out here.Definitely out here.”
“Oh,” I say, teasing her. “Okay. I have an exhibitionist on my hands?”
“I don’t think that’s the only thing on your hands right now.” She snorts. “Bad joke.”
“Yeah, not one of your best.” I set her on the tailgate again. “Give me a second.”
She groans. “For what?”
I dangle the condom in the air.
To my surprise, she hops off the back of the truck. Her tits bounce as she lands, and the sight of that makes my cock harden even more. She drops to her knees on the ground.
“What the hell are you doing?” I ask. “Get up.”
She palms my cock, earning a groan from me. A bead of precum glistens on the head, and she swipes it off with the tip of her tongue. I watch, fighting a full-body shiver, as she spreads the liquid along her bottom lip before sucking it off.
Fuck.
Who would’ve thought she’d be on her knees, asking me to let her suck my dick? My cum was just on her tongue.I had no clue the queen of the clipboard could also be a sexy-as-fuck vixen.
“Have it your way,” I say, holding the sides of her head in my hands. I position her directly over my shaft. “Put me in your mouth.”
Her eyes blaze as she watches me watch her slide her mouth over my cock.
I can’t combat the shiver this time. It starts at the back of my neck and winds down my spine, sending a flurry of goose bumps over my skin. It’s too hot, too wet, too tight. She’s too fucking gorgeous.
Now I’m the one at her mercy.
She flattens her tongue and runs it along my dick, up and down in a wonderfully slow, torturous tempo. Her small hand grips me perfectly, pumping my cock as she watches me through those thick lashes. I’ll come to the picture of this for the rest of my fucking life.
Her spit drips down my shaft and over my balls. The sound of her slurping on my cock and the occasional moan are the hottest things I’ve ever heard. Sexy. Intimate.
I clench my jaw, holding her skull tighter. Each stroke feels better. Each lick, flick, and suck is a step toward the ultimate payoff.
Moving her head with my hands, I pump myself deeper into her mouth.
“There you go,” I groan, flexing my hips. “You’re making me feel so good.”
She jacks me off tighter with her fist covered in saliva.
“Your mouth was made for this cock,” I say. “You’re doing such a good job.”
My eyes squeeze shut, tears forming in the corners for the intensity of the sensation. I’m ready to come.I’m so fucking close. My balls swell, threatening to spew my load down Astrid’s throat. As if she senses it, she braces herself and takes all of me she can manage.
No. The word barrels through my head, and I force myself to pull away. She fights me, sucking harder in refusal to let me go. It feels so fucking amazing that I almost give in.
Almost.
I whoosh a breath, nearly doubling over. She falls back, catching herself with her hand, and smiles up at me.
