“Oh fuck me,” he hissed, leaning back a little and rutting up to chase my hand. “That’s a ... sudden shift, Mia.”
I’d have been worried if his cock wasn’t already trying to break free from his shorts. “Yeah, blame yourself. You’re too damn cute and every time I smell your cologne I want to taste you.” I pulled him out and stroked, leaning in for one soft kiss on his lips and then dropped down to suck him in. It had been a while since I’d done this, but I still knew exactly how to make his toes curl in a matter of seconds and when his moans filled the space around us I knew all that pain was gone from his eyes.
Because it was sure gone from mine.
“Mia Camilla Perez,” he breathed, placing a heavy hand on my head. “You’re insane ... beautiful and stunning and fucking insane.”
I tried not to laugh but even now he was being ridiculously adorable. How someone could be adorable in any capacity while getting their dick sucked was beyond me, but Ollie was making it work. I pulled out all the stops, twisting my hand around the base while I bobbed and sucked the hell out of the head — everything I could to make him moan and shake. His cock was so hard — so achingly hard, I was dripping in my panties. His arousal turned me on, and I was constantly fighting the urge to reach into my pants and touch myself.
“God, your mouth is fucking Heaven. Open for me, baby. Just a little more.”
I should’ve known what was coming by the shift in his voice, the way it dropped an octave and vibrated through his chest like my moans were vibrating through his dick. But somehow, it still caught me off guard when his fingers curled in my hair and pushed down — down, down, until that thick, throbbing cock was buried in my throat.
“Tap me if you need up,” he rushed out, thrusting and shaking the car as he fucked my face until my eyes watered.
And although I normally wouldn’t let a man use me this way, I fucking loved it. The lack of airflow alone had my clit throbbing as my hand lost its battle and I shoved it into my panties to press against it.
I could have come from this alone.
I didn’t though, I didn’t want to just yet, I wanted to focus on him and every single jerk and pulse against my tongue. He let go abruptly and swore under his breath. “Gonna come, Mia. Fuck, you’re gonna make me come. Stop— don’t stop— fucking hell!”
That last jump of his dick had my hand squeezing his shaft as I waited for his come, and when I felt it ooze onto the back of my tongue I closed my eyes and let it happen. His sated noises made swallowing it easier than ever before, and when I bobbed one last time to make him hiss, I felt satisfied enough to pull off and grin at him.
Letting him come in my mouth was a risk, but so was everything else in the world. “You okay, Papí? You breathing?”
I reached over to pinch his chin playfully, but the poor guy really looked like he might’ve quit functioning.
“You gotta let me return that favor, Mia. Please. Now, tonight, I don’t care. You’re fucking amazing.”
He pulled me into a kiss, and the thought of him tasting himself made me completely powerless to deny him. “Yeah, okay. Tonight. I think it’s time we exchange phone numbers.”