Page 44 of The Star

He leans forward, shuffling on his ass so he can get closer to me. Putting his face in my neck, he licks across the skin of my throat before he answers. “Because I wanted to.”

He kisses around my neck, making heat bloom inside my chest. I put my head back, giving him more room to assault me with his mouth. He nibbles on my skin, wrapping his hands around my waist as he pulls me onto his lap.

Moaning in the back of my throat, I thread my hands into his soft hair, pulling on the strands to bring his mouth to mine so I can kiss him. His tongue slides against mine, making my core flutter. Pulling back, I speak against his mouth.

“So what if this time…” I run my hand down his back, around his hip and across his abs. “You let me make you come instead.”

He slips his tongue through the seam of my lips and flicks it against my own, making my stomach clench. My whole body ignites into little vibrating fireworks, and part of me wants to just use him for an orgasm again, but the other part… the part that’s self-assured and confident, the part that desires his pleasure… she wants me to show him exactly what I can do.

I pull back, grinning as I slip off his lap back onto the sand. “Take your shirt off.”

He slips the thin fabric of his t-shirt over his head, dropping it onto the sand next to us. Running my gaze across his bare chest and stomach, I can’t help but groan. He’s hot – there’s really no other way to put it. Carson Raines is stacked, built like a fucking marble statue, with creases and crevices of muscle covering his body.

As much as I want to take my time – run my tongue along every single fucking inch of his bare skin – I pop the button on his jeans, then slide the zipper down in eagerness. Because more than I want to taste his skin, I want to hear him groan in pleasure. I want to make him sweat, make him fall over the edge and lose control. I want to see Carson unhinged, taken over by his own pleasure that he has no control.

He lifts his hips, letting me shuffle his jeans down past his ass so I can free his cock and take it in my hand. Wrapping my fingers around him, I squeeze him and brush my thumb over the notch in the end. He lets out a groan, making me look up from his dick back to his face.

His mouth is dropped open a little, and when I slide my hand downwards on his shaft, he presses his teeth into his lip.

Our gazes are magnetic, even when I lower my head to suction around the head of his cock. I keep his gaze, swirling my tongue around the tip as I pump my hand a few times. His nostrils flare, his tongue coming out to wet his lips. I tell myself not to drop the stare first, letting him know exactly who’s in control, and when his eyes finally fall closed from pleasure, I release my hand and slide my mouth down until I gag.

“Jesus,”he breathes, threading his fingers into my hair to holding it up and out of my face. I slide back up, then drop my head down again as I hollow my cheeks and suck him deep into my throat.

He flexes his hips, pressing into the back of my throat harder as his fist tightens in my hair for a second before he loosens the hold again. I pull back, letting him slide out of my mouth with a pop.

“Don’t hold back.” I look up at him. “If you want to fuck my mouth, fuck my mouth.”

I flatten my tongue, taking him back down my throat in one swallow.

He groans, squeezing his fist in my hair and using it to move my head the way he wants me. I suction on him, letting him control my mouth with his hand as he bucks upwards with his hips.

“You like the way your big brother fucks your mouth, Logan?” he growls, thrusting deep in my throat and making me gag. I can’t help but moan around him as he continues, his filthy words turning my panties wet.

I start to feel his cock swell, so I hold my breath as he yanks on my hair harder, making my scalp burn as need flows through my veins. He moans loud, bucking up into me and knocking my jaw with his hips, then his come is spraying down my throat. I swallow him down over and over, unwilling to waste even a drop of the release I just pulled out of him.

His hand drops from my hair, letting it fall down and fan around my face as I move my head on my own now. He falls back against the sand as he rides out the rest of his orgasm, and I slip my hand around to grab his balls as it starts to slow – rewarding me with a clench of his hips and loud groan from his mouth.

When he’s done spilling into my mouth, I slowly pull from him, letting my tongue trace along his shaft and around the head of his cock so I can collect the rest of his release.

His chest is rising and falling quickly above me when I finally look up at him, so I climb on top of him to kiss up his stomach. I reward myself for my hard work with finally being able to trace those abs with my tongue, and his hands wrap around my back to squeeze my flesh.

“Logan,” he groans.

I suck the skin of his ribs into my mouth, biting down on him a little before I move the rest of the way up his body to align my chest with his.

His hands slide to my ass, and he squeezes the globes hard enough that I squeal.

He kisses my lips once, pulling back with a heavy breath. “I’ve never come that fast before.”

I smirk, nipping at his bottom lip. “I’ve never gotten so wet from a blowjob before.”

His eyebrow perks. “Oh?”

I nod, humming between my lips.

One of his hands slides around my ass, then dips into the front of my shorts. When he slips his fingers into the front of my panties, downward to my entrance, he groans deep in his throat at what he finds.

I’m soaked through, so turned on that I might combust with a few swipes of his fingers.

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