Page 93 of Other Side Of Never
I swung my leg over his head and wiggled down beside him.
With his hands on either side of my head, he pulled my mouth to his.“You made a mess of my face, baby.Clean it up.”
Licking across his bottom lip, I murmured, “Dirty boy.”
He chuckled and slanted his mouth over mine.
“You like the way you taste, sweet girl?”
“I taste good,” I breathed.
“Yes, you fuckin’ do,” he growled.
With one last kiss, I made my way down his body, eliciting a low groan as I dragged my tongue over his tight little nipple.Slipping first one knee, then the other, between his thighs, I curled up in a ball and took his cock to the back of my throat.
“Bridget,” he warned, tangling his fingers in my hair.“Slow down.”
I hummed with happiness as I closed my lips over his shaft and dragged my mouth back up until he popped out.
He blew out a slow, relieved breath and loosened his hold on my hair.
Dipping my head, I licked up the length of his shaft once then again, looking up to meet his heavy-lidded gaze as he released my hair and crossed his arms behind his head to watch.
Sitting back on my haunches, I leaned over and grabbed the lube.
He blew out a slow breath, some of the tension leaving his body at the reprieve, but his eyes tracked my every move.
Flicking the cap open, I tipped it over and dripped the cold jelly along his cock.
His hips pressed back into the mattress.“Cold,” he grumbled.
I slanted him a sly glance.“You’ll need it.”
Bringing the tube to my collarbone, I gave it a squeeze, watching him swallow as it dripped down between my breasts.
Dropping down, I brushed my chest against his erection.
One of his hands tangled in my hair, while he flung the other arm over his face as his hips jerked up with a grunt.
Snaking my hand under his length, I hugged my breasts together around his cock and rocked back and forth.
He gasped, his hand tightening in my hair.
I looked at him.“Does it feel good, baby?”
“Amazing,” he rasped, eyes closed, head tossed back.
“The way it feels or the way it looks?”I prodded, sliding my torso back and forth, the head of his cock peeking out between my breasts with every slide.
“The way it feels,” he gasped.
“Look,” I demanded softly.
His eyes flickered open and down.
I watched his mouth fall open as I moved over him.
It was obscene, the purple, swollen head of his cock thrusting between my pale, milky white breasts.
