“God help me.” He blew out a hard breath and then kissed her again, afraid if he stopped kissing her for any length of time, the hand job would cease, too. And he sure as hell didn’t want her to quit yet.
Their tongues dueled for the lead then, and he wove his hand through her hair, raking his fingernails across her scalp as he ate at her lips, nipping and biting, giving back what she’d first given him.
Her hand fastened to his cock and she pumped him with an arousing rhythm. She was a she-devil then, a real vixen as she tilted her head and pulled away from the kiss, watching him or perhaps his reaction to the way she handled him.
“You are a little honey.” He’d never get his cock zipped back up as long as he stayed in this sort of predicament.
As if she’d read his mind, she flattened her hands against his chest and pushed him against the driver’s seat once more. “Let me lead.”
He didn’t have a problem there. Before he made some stupid man comment, her head was in his lap. Her teeth were at his zipper and her fingers were unsnapping the last obstacle in her way.
“Good Lord, woman,” he rasped, pushing his hips up as soon as her mouth went to his tip.
“Are you complaining?” she asked, tracing the lines in his taut balls as she looked at him with those witchy eyes.
“Not at all,” he promised, going for a kiss but puckering at air.
Her head returned to his lap once more, and this time when she dipped lower, her mouth was ready. She wrapped her full lips around his shaft, gliding right on down until her nose was practically buried in the scattered hairs around his prick.
“Sweet fucking mercy,” he crooned, resting his hand on the back of her head, certain she’d soon suck the shine right off the glistening tip now oozing with his excitement.
The woman’s tongue was pure sin and she apparently knew what to do with it. She looped it around his cockhead and massaged his swollen shape with the roof of her mouth, humming enough to shoot ripples of vibrations straight through his shaft.
“There. Mmm. God, yeah.” He cupped her nape and pushed her face closer to his groin, feeling a little guilty by his temporary loss of control.
She sucked and sucked with fierce devotion, rising and falling over his cock, driving him another inch closer. “Just a little more, baby. Ride me with that sweet mouth.”
His cock twitched. His balls throbbed with shoots of exquisite pain. One minute she was fucking him with her sweet and talented mouth. The next, she released his dick and went after his balls, licking them with enough commitment to give a man all sorts of illicit ideas.
This woman didn’t mind cum in her face. She didn’t mind if a man lost all control.
She locked her lips around his cock and kneaded the skin on his prick. He fucked her mouth then, pushing his cockhead to her tonsils and driving his shaft further and further as her reflexes played havoc on his dick.
Extravagant sensations pushed him closer to the edge. Her fingers tightened on his balls and she cupped them then, holding them like jewels right in the palm of her hand.
She rose to the tip, fingered his crest, and then looked up at him with those smoky eyes. “Do I turn you on?”
“Are you serious?” Oh God, he sounded whipped.
“Yes,” she whispered, licking the small wet slit, keeping her eyes on him as she taunted him. “Do you want to come, Draegan?”
Fuck if she didn’t turn that into an open-ended hell of a question. He pushed her head back to his cock, determined to let her decide how they finished out here.
Serena bounced over his shaft, sucking and pulling at his cock as she dug her fingernails into his leg. His balls were heavy, ready to fucking explode and she was handling them with care again, squeezing and releasing as she sucked his cock like a damned talented pro.
He was seconds from blowing, a mere moment from shooting his load. And that’s when she glanced up at him, pulled his cock away from her lips, and kissed the tip with a passionate and gentle kiss. “I swallow, you know.” Her tongue whipped around the head once more and then she pumped him, up and down as she played with him. “That’s what you wanted to know. Wasn’t it, Draegan?”
“Fuck yeah,” he replied, feeling like a teenager because the lingering question had been the only damned thing that had kept his control tight.
The sweet vixen went right to work then, blowing his cock like he’d never had a good suck in his life. To date, he couldn’t think of one which would even remotely compare. She clearly liked sucking cock, and he wasn’t about to let her excellent effort go to waste.
He buried his hand in her hair as she closed her lips around his stout member, practically slurping as she pulled him all the way to her throat again, massaging the head with the kind of suction that made a fellow crazy. And when those delicate fingers strummed across his sac once again, he shot off like a rocket.
“Dear Lord!” He jerked once, twice, and then a third time. His cum splashed against her throat as her suction only tightened. “Sweet fuck!”
The car filled with wet suckling noises, a racket that made him all the more reckless. He drove her face down on his cock, filling her mouth with a good dose of pleasure’s proof. “Damn, woman. You’ll be the death of me.”
“Or the reason you absolutely love your life.”