Say Yes (Hush, Hush 2)

I manage to roll him onto his back and pull him out of me. There's a soft plop between us, and then his cum is dripping out of me onto the blanket.

"What are you doing, Aubrey?" he asks, peering at me on propped elbows.

"I'm going to make you fall apart now."

His head falls back between his shoulders and he lets out a guttural moan as I lick myself off him so I only taste him. The veins spinning toward his neck are jutting in strain.

I palm his heavy balls and run my fingers through our combined release dripping down his sack, then I move up toward his shaft to grasp his thickness. James likes a tight fist and that's exactly what I give him. I hallow out my cheeks and pull him as hard and as deep as I can to the back of my throat. His knees come up, but I quickly shove them down. One time he almost put me in a headlock with his damn thighs while I was sucking him off.

My tongue smooths over each rigid crease and the thick fold around the tip of his cock, then traces a straining vein as I lick him clean. I don't prefer to taste myself, but I find it highly erotic when I do it for James.

I drag my teeth gently up his shaft and wrap my tongue around the width. He thrusts into the warmth of my mouth like he can't hold on any longer and releases a deep moan.

"That fucking mouth of yours," he says through gritted teeth, which only encourages me to suck him harder.

He's drowning in pleasure and I suddenly feel deprived of him. There's an urge clinging to me to climb up his beautiful body and ride him. I attempt to rub my thighs together to apply any ounce of pressure I can to my aching clit. My growing desire makes me work his cock like it's my job.

"Aubrey, sweetheart, give me that pussy."

Ignoring James, I focus on the mushroom tip and slurp the crown loudly knowing he likes to hear me suck his dick. James rewards me with a groan deep in his lungs. He threads his fingers through my hair and gives me a good tug until my mouth pops off him and he's dripping down my chin.

"Climb over here and give me that pussy, now."

Shaking my head, I know I only have so much time left before he overpowers me. I begin sucking the tip like I'm sucking down a thick milkshake that's slightly frozen, working his cock with my tongue to pull him to the top.

I glance up and see his head thrown back. James is a sight to see at this angle with his hands fisting the blankets beneath him. I taste his pleasure and know he's close. I drink him deeper and feel his erection twitch in my hand.

"Oh, fuck… Aubrey… Stop it… Jesus fucking Christ!"

He's about to come any second. I open my mouth and lower myself, taking all of him in l

ike I'm going to drink him dry. I swallow, creating a tighter space. Just as he's about to reach his pinnacle of bliss, James changes it up before I can stop him and turns, placing my body parallel to his.

I let out a soft sigh as he latches onto my pussy with his mouth, and I feel myself leak on his face. Unfazed, James rubs his beard on my sensitive skin while holding my hips firmly in his hands like he's on a mission. He slaps my ass then places his lips on my pussy like he's sucking the juice of a peach. I let out a gasp as his tongue vibrates over my clit.

"Oh, oh, oh." I whimper, digging my nails into his leg trying to fight my orgasm. My toes curl in ecstasy.

"You're so fucking hot from his angle," he says more to himself.

My inner thighs are shaking and I'm on the verge of release. My hips move on their own while I drink him down faster, greedier, to the point that I know he's going to combust any second.

And that's exactly what he does.

James pulls up his knee and drives his heel into the floor. A sexy as hell growl erupts from his lungs as he comes, shooting into my mouth with zero shame. I close my eyes and focus on the way he's torturing me. My hips rear back while his lips seal a tight suction. He holds me in place and that only makes my skin tingle more when stars explode inside of me. I climax into his mouth as pleasure takes over both of us.

My body rolls to the side and my knee pulls up, flopping open. I'm bare to James, my spent pussy next to his face. It doesn't bother me though. I'm staring up at the rustic wood beam ceiling in a hazy daze trying to catch my breath.

"You're so pink right now," James says. "It's raw." His finger reaches out to softly touch the inside of my folds. "Does this hurt?"

"No. It feels like a feather is touching me." I swallow, my mouth parched.

"What about now?" he asks, with two fingers deep in my pussy now. I clench around him and shake my head, unable to form words.

I'm too weak to move but James has other plans. He plays with my sex, tracing the lines and inside my folds with his finger.

I watch his eyes study the act like he's lost to what he's doing. His gaze travels lower when the evidence of his pleasure mixed with mine slides down my ass. James sits up and maneuvers himself that so his cheek is resting on my thigh and he kisses my tender clit. I love that he's so comfortable with my body. This man needs no lessons in how to please a woman.

"James, I can't. I need a second."