Sweet (Landry Family 6)

My mouth goes dry. A flurry of goose bumps scatters across my skin as I look up into his eyes.

“I want you to fuck me.” Is that not fucking obvious? “You promised me that you would. I want it. Now.”

“Who am I to tell you no?” He grins mischievously. “Unbuckle my pants.”

I set the cherries on the table and then reach for him. His cock is already strained against the denim. Breathe. I make quick work of his belt and the button, then carefully tug his zipper all the way down.

Slipping my hand into his boxer briefs, I free his cock. He pushes his pants over his hips as I stroke him.

“Now what?” I ask, batting my lashes.

“Get on your knees.”

I drop onto one knee and then the other. Running one hand up and down his shaft, I lightly stroke his balls with the other.

He widens his stance.

“What do you want now?” I ask.

“Suck it.”

I place a kiss next to his cock. He shivers as I drag my tongue over and up his length. I swirl my tongue over the tip, wiping away the precum gathered at the tip. Instead of doing what he expects, I flick my tongue gently across the underside of his length. He flexes, moving his hips as he groans.

The sound causes my stomach to clench, begging for attention. But not yet. I’m going to finish what I started.

“Does that feel good?” I ask, swiping over the spot that makes him shudder.

He hums. “Don’t get used to being in control.”

Never letting my eyes lose connection with his, I take him into my mouth. A rush of air escapes his lips as I roll my tongue around the head of his cock. Once I’m sure it’s nice and wet, I pull back and blow across it.

“Damn you,” he growls.

I laugh. “Following orders.”

Pressing kisses down his cock, I lick the underside on the way back up.

“Are you going to come in my mouth?” I ask him, dragging my tongue over the tip again.

He runs his fingers through my hair, pulling the roots hard enough to get my attention. “You are driving me crazy.”

“I love it when a plan comes together.”

I grin and then give him what he wants. I wrap my hand around his shaft and take him in as far as I can without gagging. After finding a rhythm, I cup his balls and massage them gently.

He bends, reaching his hand down my shirt, and cups one of my breasts.

I swirl the head, spit dripping down him, and smile. Then I plunge his cock down my throat again.

A shock bursts through me, only pooling my desire even more.

“Fuck, Paige,” he says.

I sit up a little more so I can take him farther. With both hands in my hair again, he guides me up and down.

I’m so wet it’s painful.

“This is so good, baby,” he says, struggling to get the words out. “Too fucking good.”

I hum against him. The rumble causes him to groan.

He thrusts into my mouth, his thighs tensing and his breathing quickening. The head of his cock swells as my eyes start to water.

“If you don’t want come in your mouth, pull back,” he grits through clenched teeth.

I pump him again as the first shot of hot liquid hits the roof of my mouth. He gasps, his hands tightening in my hair, pushing my mouth down on him. Another shot pours down my throat.

The veins in his cock pulse with every shot of semen. He moans something unintelligible, his neck stretched and Adam’s apple bobbing.

It is, by far, the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

I ease my grip and slow the motion as he releases my hair. After a final swipe of the head with my tongue, I sit back.

“That’s the quietest you’ve ever been,” he says, catching his breath.

“I’m also the wettest I’ve ever been.” I lick a streak of orgasm off my lips. “So can you please do something about that?”

My sex quivers, aching so badly that I’m not sure I can even be touched. But as Nate shoves the pool balls out of the way and the sound ricochets through the empty bar, I know there’s no other way.

He has to touch me.

With rough yet gentle hands, he picks me up and sets me on the edge of the pool table. He guides me so that I’m lying back with my ass at the rim. He bundles my skirt at my waist … and then sees I’m not wearing panties.

He raises his eyes to mine. “You’ve been here all fucking night with no panties?”

I grin. “I wanted to be ready in case you wanted me.”

He slides a finger inside me. “If I hadn’t just come harder than I ever have, I’d be coming again right now.”

“Well, in lieu of that, I’d like to come.” I smile. “Please.”