“Um, you’re…uh…wow!”

LJ threw back his head and let out a laugh. God, she was too fucking cute. “Shit, sugar, you’re good for my self-esteem.”

“Pretty sure all you gotta do is take a peek down your shorts and your self-esteem will skyrocket, big boy,” she grumbled.

“Holly?”

“Y-yes?”

He gazed down at her, still crouched at his feet. “Don’t be nervous. I’m about to crawl out of my skin with how much I want you.” He pointed to his very large, very hard dick. “Case in point.”

He could practically see the war between shyness and need battling it out for supremacy in her mind. Finally, after a few moments of indecision, Holly rose high on her knees and scooted the foot or so to get to him. She smoothed her palm over the weeping head of his dick then down the underside, where she circled the base as though testing the size and feel of him.

LJ hissed at the initial contact then groaned as Holly gave him a long, slow tug. When she licked her lips, it was all he could do to keep from grabbing her jaw and holding it open for a vigorous mouth fucking. “You gonna suck my cock, sugar?”

She nodded. With her T-shirt once again off and the light from the bike illuminating them, he had a perfect view of the hardened points of her tits. God, she wanted this as much as he did. He bet if he reached between her legs, she’d be fucking soaked. Part of him almost passed on the blow job in favor of diving between those lush thighs, but then her curious tongue came out and licked under the head of his cock and LJ couldn’t have stopped her if the world was ending.

“You taste good,” she whispered. LJ groaned. How could three mere words make his eyes roll back into his head even more than the feel of her eager mouth? With a slightly timid smile, Holly parted her lips and surrounded the head of his cock. The initial scorching hot pull of Holly’s mouth nearly brought LJ to his knees. He fisted her hair, aware on some level the grip was too tight, but he couldn’t get his fingers to open. Releasing her head meant she could pull away and he might actually die if she stopped.

“Fuck, baby,” he said as the suction increased. She’d taken as much of him down her throat as she could tolerate, which wasn’t his entire length, but given his admittedly impressive size, was pretty damn stellar.

More than enough to wreck him.

At his groan, she let him slide nearly out of her mouth before diving back down his dick. Once, twice. On the third pass, he couldn’t help it—the need to fuck was too great—his hips punched forward of their own accord causing him to bump the back of her throat. He shouted as Holly gagged, the reflexive closing of her throat muscles strangling the tip of him in a heated grip of ecstasy.

Just as he was about to pull back to give her a breather, Holly grabbed his ass and held him deep in her throat, swallowing. There went that same massage to the head of his dick as when she gagged. He almost shot his load right there. Beads of sweat rolled down his face as he fought the impending orgasm by recalling the upcoming week’s work schedule. The technique would only be effective for so long, especially with her hungry mouth still devouring him.

As incredible as that mouth felt, LJ needed to come in her pussy this first time. He just needed that full body connection. Mark her deep inside even though he’d be unloading in a condom.

Forcing himself to release her head, he cupped her jaw and held her still while he slid out of her lips. Wet from her mouth and as hard as fucking ever, his dick slapped against his stomach, spreading her saliva. For some reason, he fucking loved that, only wishing it was wetness from a different part of your body.

“Wh—”

“Want inside your pussy, sugar. Need to feel it all around me.”

“Oh.” Her mouth formed the perfect O shape that mimicked her round eyes.

“How about you get those pants off and let me feel how much you liked sucking my cock?”

While nodding, Holly scrambled to her feet and shimmied out of her workout pants and panties at the same time. When she was naked, she stepped right up to him, molding her body to his.

LJ kissed her, enjoying the desperate way she clung to his shoulders and wrapped a leg around the back of his thighs. Her hips moved against his leg as though she’d do anything to fulfill the need. And that just wouldn’t do.

“I got you, baby,” he murmured against her mouth as he dove two fingers between her legs into the drenched folds.

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