Man Candy (After We Fall 1) - Page 47

I shoved her back down on her knees.

“No talking.” I took my dick in one hand and dragged it along her jaw, over that dimpled chin, and across her lips. “I’ll touch you soon enough. Right now you’re going to stay still and open your mouth for me.”

She licked her lips and opened them over the head of my cock, and I felt my legs begin to hum, the pleasure starting to

unfurl. Taking her head in my hands, I pushed in deeper, groaning at the hot, tight fit. I pulled out slowly and watched as she went after the tip with her tongue and tried to get it back in her mouth.

But I controlled everything, and I held her head just far enough away from me that she couldn’t get what she wanted.

Then I gave her a little, and she swirled her tongue around it, sucked it greedily.

I gave her some more, and she looked up at me, her eyes wild and desperate.

“You want it all?”

She nodded.

“Do you think you deserve it all?”

A little whimper of frustration.

“Are you ready to take it all?”

She nodded again, and I shoved my cock to the back of her throat, making her body twitch with the impact. I did it again and again, keeping my eyes on her to make sure she was OK, but sparing no force or depth.

I don’t know how she kept breathing, but she never backed off, never struggled to get away, never looked at me with fear in her eyes.

Just hunger.

When I was close, I held her head still and paused for a moment with my cock buried in her mouth, her lips still a couple inches from the hilt. I almost wished her hands were free—what would she do with them? Wrap her fingers around the base? Grab my balls? Play with my ass? How dirty did she get?

“Oh, fuck.”

The thought was enough to push me over the edge, and I came hard, yanking her head toward me as I thrust into her with short, rhythmic jabs that hit the back of her throat.

I watched it happen, and the sight of it made the orgasm so intense I thought my legs might give out. My knees shook, my thigh muscles clenching and then weakening.

When it was done, I pulled out of her and she sat back on her heels, swallowing and then gasping for air.

God, she was fucking incredible.

And I wasn’t about to let up.

“Your turn, darling,” I said, putting myself back together and doing up my pants.

I helped her stand and pulled off my sweater, thinking quickly about how I wanted her. Well, I wanted her to sit on my face, but that gave her too much control over her orgasm, and I didn’t want her to have any. I didn’t want to untie her hands, either, so lying on her back would be tough.

That left her to stand—until she couldn’t anymore.

I knelt in front of her. “Open your legs for me.”

She widened her stance, and I ran my hands up the front of her thighs, over her lace-covered stomach. I took her breasts in my hands, kneading them gently as I brought my mouth just close enough to her pussy that she’d feel me breathing. “What do you want?” I asked her.

“I want to come,” she said feverishly.

“More specific, please.”

“I want you to make me come.”

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