Falling for My Dirty Uncle

I smirk assuredly, and he greets me with a mischievous smile, his grey eyes lighting up like diamonds.

It’s gorgeous.

“Suck me, baby. I want you to suck me, hard.”

Chapter 5

Owen

This woman is something else.

One second, she’s batting me away, and the next, her mouth is wrapped around my dick.

It’s fucking amazing, and I love it.

Since the moment I saw her, she had my dick’s attention. It was rock hard as I watched her tight little body sashay around the ballroom, teasing me as her ass and tits bounced with every movement.

I knew I had to have her. And I always get what I want.

“Ah, yes!”

My dick hits the back of her throat again, and my body is electrified.

I lean against the bed, needing to brace myself for what will surely be an amazing orgasm. A few rose petals land on my head, and I blow them away.

I look around briefly, not wanting to miss any of the show in front of me, and I see champagne and champagne glasses in my peripheral vision, and it dawns on me: this is where my brother plans on fucking his wife tonight. It’s decorated for newlyweds—specifically for wedding night consummation.

I knew it was his room, but I didn’t think they’d go all out for this shit.

I laugh. This is fucking perfect. I’m not one bit upset; in fact, I love this moment even more.

Possibly just as much as her mouth on me.

I’ll have to make sure to fuck her right on top of that rose petal heart. I can’t wait, and I’m swiftly jolted back to the job at hand.

“You’re fucking mouth is addicting,” I grunt as her lips tighten around my girth.

It’s fucking impressive how she can take me so easily. It makes me more eager to see how inviting her cunt is.

She licks down my shaft and sucks my balls into her mouth, kneading them with her tongue.

The sensation is fucking maddening.

I moan and grab onto her hair, pulling it to release some of the rising tension. I can feel my orgasm build, pressure stiffening my muscles.

“I’m going to fuck that tight body of yours until you can’t walk,” I groan.

She’s like a fucking porn star with that mouth, a petite little slut consuming me like it’s her job.

I need to be inside of her, see what else she has up her sleeve.

She purrs against my cock, the vibrations of her lips winding me up tighter.

“That’s a big promise to make,” she says with her mouth full of me.

It’s a beautiful fucking sight. A scene I’d love to watch every day of my damn life.

“Oh, I don’t make promises I can’t keep.”