Page 121 of In The Game

“Better hurry up, I don’t want soggy cereal.” The burn on my scalp heightens my anticipation. I love that he can barely contain his aggression when he wants me.I fucking love it.

Taking him deeper into my mouth, his head falls back before he peers down at me again, like he doesn’t want to miss a second of this. I let him set the pace by bobbing me over him.

I swirl my tongue on the underside of the tip, and brush him over the ridges on the roof of my mouth. He lets go of my hair and goes back to eating his cereal. My hands scratch down his thighs, and he shivers.

Pulling off him, I lick and suck the side of his cock. The power dynamic is exhilarating as I work to steal his focus. I fist his base and twist, bringing him back to my mouth. It’s entertaining to watch him tense literally by my own hand.

“So lovely on your knees.” He swallows. “Show me,” he demands through gritted teeth. I gaze up and open my mouth to paint my tongue with his cock. “Dirty girl.”

Still pumping him with one hand, I tug on his balls with the other. He groans and drops his spoon in his bowl with a clang, then goes back to gripping my hair, sending a frisson of pleasure through me. My cheeks hollow as I take him deeper, my lips stroking his cock as I go. I want all of him. It’s as if he can read my thoughts. He pulls my head closer, pushing himself to the back of my throat.

He feels when I’m about to gag and pulls my head back, and I gasp. Then shoves me back down on his length again. My mouth salivates for him.

“Take it nicely for me.” Those blue eyes turn to dark storm clouds when he enters my throat.“There you go.”

I moan around him when he fucks my mouth. Every part of me is aching for more. My thighs press together as I squirm. He must notice. “You want to touch yourself?”

I hum in agreement, and he picks his spoon back up for another bite.

“Rub your clit.”

Slipping one hand beneath my waistband, I do as he says, and my whimper reverberates around him. He strokes my cheek with his thumb, and I grind against my fingers.

“Show me how wet you are.”

I pull out my hand, and he snatches up my wrist, then leans over and sucks my fingers while I suck his cock. God, I’m head over heels for this man.

After tasting me, he reverts to eating his cereal, consuming a couple bites while I roll my lips over his length. His casual body language turns me on even more, it’s become a game and I want all his attention.

He takes another bite of cereal and chews, watching me.

“Oh, baby, you’re going to have to work harder than that if you want my cum.”

Holy hell.

I rub my thighs together, trying to stave off my own orgasm. I pop off him and suck one of his balls into my mouth while my hand corkscrews up and down his shaft. My free hand travels back between my thighs. Barrett stops midchew to watch me work.

He swallows and drops his spoon back into the bowl so he can brush my temple with his knuckles. “Look at you earning extra credit. Now the other…”

I move to the opposite side and suck again, still stroking him.

When he returns to eating, I go back to the crown and wrap my lips around him, suckling as hard as I can while tugging his sack. The cereal bowl is dropped to the counter and milk sloshes over the side. I brace both my hands on his legs as he cups my face and gathers my hair into his clenched hand. Barrett snaps his hips, pushing deeper into my mouth.

“That’s my mouthy fucking girl,” he rasps. “Take it all.”That voice.It’s like he turns into a beast whenever things get heated. It does something to me. I nearly sob around his cock at his demand, and my core clenches. He sees me struggling and holds eye contact, giving me something to fixate on while his dick pushes down my throat, blocking my airway. His movements become more erratic, so I know he’s right on the edge. I gag and he smiles, pulling me out enough to see me drooling.

He bobs me over him again and again, growling praises. Tears pool at the corner of my eyes, and every once in a while they stream down my cheeks. The power exchange, his words, and the taste of his precum send me over the edge. I dig my claws into his quads and tremble all over as my body gives in to him. No man has ever made me orgasm from giving a blowjob.Until now.

His eyes darken, and he grips my chin. “Fuck, Ral! Are you coming?”

I moan louder around him, and my eyes roll back. I’m not sure how I must look, because it takes every bit of concentration I have to continue on while my lower half is spasming. He groans while fucking my mouth and takes my head in his hands. “I’ve got it, you keep riding that wave…Goddamn you are so pretty when you come.” His voice sounds far away as my climax rolls through my bones. Three more dips into my throat and he stills his movement.I want it.

“Drink, love.”

My taste buds are hit with salty victory as he unloads in my mouth while I finish coming. Getting off while on my knees for him is one of the hottest experiences I’ve had. I let him coat my tongue before I swallow.

When he’s empty, he lifts me into his arms, locking his lips on mine and no doubt tasting himself. Then without warning, Barrett tosses me on the counter like I’m nothing, yanking down my shorts and shoving his face between my legs to lick me clean. My clit pulses every time his tongue drags over it, each pass makes me surge with sensitivity.

I thread my fingers into his hair and scratch his scalp. He’s so gorgeous.

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