Page 46 of Silver Fake

I turn my face towards the window and pluck at my sensitive nipples, sighing as I do.

My body is on sensory overload.

Every place he's touching me, from his mouth to his hands to his tongue, feels like the first time I've ever really been touched. And before long, I feel my inner walls start to flutter.

John pulls his mouth away from me for just a moment, smirking as I whimper. "Come for me, baby."

My hips rock against his mouth, and I explode.

Pleasure rockets through me, and I erupt.

I call out his name, and he digs his fingers tighter into my thighs and keeps devouring me, not slowing down as my climax sends shockwaves through me.

"You have no idea how sexy you look coming all over my face." His voice is deep and husky. "I want to see you come with this sweet pussy of yours wrapped around my cock."

He lifts me up and carries me to the bed like I weigh nothing. Then he smirks as he pulls off his jacket and unbuttons his shirt.

"You look so fucking sexy when you're lying there open and wet, waiting for me."

"I'll look better when you hurry up and get back down here with me."

The side of his mouth lifts into a crooked smile, and he stops undoing his buttons and rips his shirt open, throwing it to the floor. Then he shoves his pants down with his boxers, kicks them off, and steps towards me completely naked.

His dick is thick and hard, and I can't take my eyes away as he wraps his hand around it and starts stroking himself slowly.

"This better?" he asks with a smirk.

"Much," I whisper.

He crawls on the bed between my legs and I push up on my elbows, needing to touch him. I put my hand on his cock and he moans, wrapping his hand over mine.

He groans. "I've got to get inside you or I'm going to lose it in your hand before I get to feel you."

Smiling, I stroke him again, sitting up more so I can kiss him. "I like seeing you like this."

A chuckle rumbles in his throat. "Do you?"

I smirk at him. "I do."

He pulls my hips up and apart so that I'm flush against his thick length. He rolls his hips, rubbing the swollen tip up and down my wet core.

"You better tell me now if you don't want this," John growls. "Tell me you want me to fuck you."

"I want you to fuck me."

My head presses into the mattress as ecstasy sweeps through me.

Every nerve ending in my body is alive, and my thighs are already starting to shake again as he moves inside me.

He drops his face into the crook of my neck and groans. "I always knew it would be like this. Always knew your sweet pussy would milk my dick just right."

His words send a delicious zing straight to my clit and I dig my nails into his skin.

He kisses my jaw before taking my mouth again. Expertly moving his tongue, kissing me like he's fucking me.

Our hips slap together as he picks up speed, pumping into me hard and fast. The sound is wet and loud and obscene and I'm loving every second of it.

I moan his name against his lips. "John, please I'm so close. Please, please...."

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