Page 151 of The Upper Crush

Opening a drawer, she took out a condom.

James didn’t know if this was the greatest moment of his life or the most terrifying. If he didn’t last, then he’d never be able to look at himself in a mirror again.

Straddling him, Estelle tore the packet open.

‘Wait.’ He placed his hand on her thigh.

She gave him a questioning look. ‘You don’t want this?’

‘Oh, I want it, but I need you to do something first or this isn’t going to happen at all.’

‘What do you need me to do?’

‘Sit on my face.’

She inhaled sharply.

‘Please?’

Pulling the condom out, she rolled it down over his cock.

‘Star?’

She smiled. ‘Forward planning.’

God, I lo— He stopped the thought in its tracks. ‘Come here,’ he growled.

Scooting forwards, she carefully sat on his upper chest.

Grasping behind her thighs, he tugged her forward, his tongue diving into her pussy.

‘Oh!’

He sucked, then flicked her clit, single-minded in his dedication to bring her off as quickly as possible. He could feel her glutes tensing as she rocked herself onto his face, hear her voice change in pitch. Pleasure surged through him as he sighted the victory line.

Then she pulled away, scooting down and positioning herself at the head of his shaft.

Holding his breath, James watched her inch down. This was it. The pinnacle of his life so far—Estelle Foxbrooke taking his cock.

She moved slowly, lifting then squirming to take him a little deeper. Her eyes were drowsy, her cheeks darker, her nipples rock hard. She was breathtaking, and it was taking every ounce of his control not to pull her onto him and rut her till his balls emptied.

‘Much as it pains me to say,’ she murmured, taking another inch. ‘You have a massive dick.’

Despite the desire rushing through him, he managed a grin. ‘So, I’m no longer a massive dick, I just have one?’

‘You’re growing on me.’

‘Right now, I think I’m growing in you.’

She squeezed around him, and he groaned. He’d slept with a lot of women in the past, but no sexual encounter had been as all-encompassing as this. Every cell was vibrating at the same frequency, pulsing with pleasure. The sensations were so powerful they shimmered out of him until his skin no longer felt like the boundary of his body. He was an ever-expanding being of energy, joining with Estelle.

Sinking down to take all of him, she let out a sigh and reached forward. Interlacing his fingers with hers, he anchored his elbows by his sides so she could brace herself on him. As she held his gaze in a perfect moment of connection, his heart rushed out of his body towards her. She was so beautiful, so incredible, so fucking awe-inspiring. And she was here. With him.

Straightening her arms, she put her weight through them and squeezed his hands.

‘You okay?’ she whispered.

He nodded, his throat so tight he could hardly speak. ‘Star…’

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