Fool for You (Southern Bride 7)

Emmerson smiled and dropped her mouth to my other nipple, gently swirling her tongue around it.

“Christ, Emmerson,” I groaned as she moved her hand down my body until she found my dick. Wrapping her hand around it, she stroked. My entire body jerked off the bed as she slowly worked me, keeping her mouth on my nipple.

I was going to come so embarrassingly fast, and I could not have cared less. I just needed her to keep doing what she was doing.

When her mouth left my nipple and she blew on it, I let out another moan, or maybe I said a prayer to the gods above—I had no fucking clue what I was saying by that point. I took the ice off of my nose and tossed it to the side of the bed, the pain long forgotten. Okay, maybe there was a small dull ache still there, but who the fuck cared. Emmerson was about to put my dick into her beautiful mouth.

Lifting my head, I watched as she kissed down my body and settled herself over me. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a ponytail, thank fuck. I wanted to watch every single thing she did.

She moved her hand up my shaft and slowly brought it back down as her tongue gently licked my precum.

“You’re trying…to…kill…me,” I gasped.

With an evil little smile in my direction, she gave me a pout before she opened her mouth and took me inside.

The feeling of her warm, wet mouth on my cock nearly sent me over the damn edge. I had to grab onto the sheets and focus on not coming. “Jesus,” I hissed.

She went so fucking slow, adjusting to the feel of my cock in her mouth. I wanted to grab her head and just pump in and out of her, but I forced myself to stay still. She wanted to explore and learn, so I was going to fight like hell to keep from coming.

I held my breath as, taking me in deep, she sucked and then let my dick pop out of her mouth. She looked up at me, all innocence in those eyes, so startlingly blue they reminded me of the glaciers I’d seen when my family took a cruise to Alaska.

“Do I keep stroking you with my hand while I use my mouth?” she asked.

I couldn’t form words. Holy shit. I forgot how to talk. How to breathe.

I nodded, then forced words to come out. “M-move your hand along with your…your um…your…your…” I pointed to her mouth as I opened and closed my own.

With a giggle, she replied, “With my mouth?”

“Yes! God, please, yes! Do that!”

She nodded, looking back down at my cock with pure concentration. If I hadn’t been so goddamn turned on and trying not to come, I would have laughed.

“Okay, got it,” she said and took me back into her mouth. She moved in ways I had never experienced before. I’ve had women give me blow jobs, and if I was being honest, I was a fan of them. But this one, holy shit. It was like Emmerson had taken some sort of class on how to suck a guy’s dick to drive him insane and make him explode in her mouth within minutes.

“Emmerson,” I groaned, bringing my hand to her head. Christ, I wanted to hold her there and fuck that pretty mouth of hers.

She dropped me from her mouth and asked, “Does it feel good?”

I wanted to yell at her to never take my dick out of her mouth again. “Fuck…it feels…God…it feels so good.”

I closed my eyes as I fought to keep control. Then she had me back in her mouth. She was so fucking warm.

“Faster, Emme. Fuck, take me deeper and faster.”

She moaned and the vibration caused a pull from deep down inside of me. My orgasm was building, and it was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

Then, when I didn’t think she could give me any more pleasure, something cold mixed with the warmth of her mouth and that was my undoing.

“Mother of God! Holy fuck!” I shouted and looked down her. That was a mistake. Seeing my dick move in and out of her mouth was hot as hell. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was enjoying herself as much as I was. Then she moved her other hand to my balls, and I damn near shouted like a girl.

“Emme, move if you don’t want me to come in your mouth! Move!”

She moved her hand up from my balls and wrapped it back around me, her mouth and hand moving faster—and what in the fuck was so cold? I brought my hands back to her head, and I felt my hips jerking up. This orgasm was going to kill me.

“Oh fuck. Jesus. I’m going to come. Emme, I’m going to come.”