Page 53 of Scoreless Nights

“Take your tongue all over me. Everywhere, Lil. Drench me.”

I started to lick the underside of him from base to tip, then rolled my tongue around the topside to get him wet like he told me to. But while he was hissing and moaning at my touch, he was also shaking his head.

“Wetter, baby. Make it sloppy.”

Making sure I had more saliva, I started coating him again, as he looked down and watched my mouth. “That’s it.”

Once he was satisfied, he grabbed my hand and had me hold the base of his cock again, where he had just been holding himself. “You’re going to need this, because I’m not going to fit all the way in.”

“I want to—”

“No,” he cut me off. “Sheath those teeth and start stroking me with your lips.”

After a few strokes, I went down farther, as low as I could before gagging. He shook his head at me and tugged my hair, pulling me off of him. He lowered his face to mine and growled, “No,” before kissing me quickly and straightening back up.

“Use your hand to stroke where your mouth can’t reach,” he instructed. “Try to use the same pressure. Don’t fucking hurt yourself.”

Going up and down on him, I did as he said, waiting for him to give me more instructions. But they never came. His head fell back and his mouth fell open. He was grunting and I could tell he was trying not to pump himself, trying to let me have the control. But he was losing the battle with every swipe I took.

My pussy started to throb again, getting off on seeing how weak he was in my hands. I knew that it would bring him pleasure but I had no idea how needy it would make me in return.

Without meaning to, my hips started to move, practically humping the air. If both of my hands weren’t serving a purpose, I would have touched myself to feel some kind of relief.

When Cruz looked down at me again and saw me move, his eyes beaded at me and his nose scrunched up.Was I doing something wrong?It shouldn’t have been aboutmeso maybe he was pissed off, but I couldn’t help myself. It was like I had lost complete control over my own body.

“That’s it baby,” he spoke, making me realize his face wasn’t a snarl. It was just contorting from how turned on he was, and apparently, I was adding to that with every movement of my hips. “Who’s dick are you fucking, Lil? Who are those hips moving for?”

I groaned around him and realized the vibration of my mouth only added to his pleasure. Instead of moving my body, I tried to give him all of my focus, but he leaned over me and grabbed my ass, making me move again the way I just had been.

“Keep fucking moving,” he growled. “We played pretend tonight, right? Pretend I’m under your pussy and touching you just the way you like. Pretend you’re riding my fingers and grinding your clit on my thumb.”

I moaned again, his words making me feel dirty and carnal and his hands making my ass move up and down. Nothing mattered anymore. Only pleasing each other and there was nothing that felt embarrassing or wrong about moving however he wanted me to move. Whatever made him happy was what I wanted to do.

Then, he slapped a hand across my backside, making me scream, his cock suppressing the noise. When he slapped me again, pleasure ripped through my body and I started coming, the vibration being just enough to tip me over the edge.

“I told you that you needed a spanking,” Cruz hissed as I continued to come. “Scream for me. Scream around my cock.”

He pumped his hips gently as I felt his cum coating my tongue. His growl didn’t sound human, his body was tense, and my heart started to skip a few beats as his eyes refocused with mine.

Before he pulled out of my mouth, he bit his lip and tapped my chin with two fingers. “Swallow.”

I did and then pulled from my mouth, making the leftover saliva slide down my chin. He leaned down and licked it up, then closed his mouth over mine in a searing kiss. I wanted to pull away, my mouth too dirty for him to be tasting, but he kept me close and laid me down, hovering over the top of me.

“That was…” he shook his head, not able to finish his thought.

“I didn’t mean to, ya know,” I shrugged, feeling a little nervous now that it was over.

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” He kissed me again, then lowered himself next to me, pulling me to rest in his arms on his chest.

“Did I do okay…with my mouth?”

He looked down and only then didherealize I was feeling confused and worried. He turned us each onto our sides, facing one another and stroked the hair from my face. “That was the best I’ve ever had, Lil. You’re fucking perfect.”

The smile on my face was relief mixed with satisfaction. I didn’t know if he was telling the truth, but he really did seem happy and content. He laid back down and pulled me onto his chest again, lightly running his fingers up and down my back.

At some point, he covered us up, and we fell asleep together, making my heart feel way more than it had earlier.

ChapterTwenty-Eight

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