Page 52 of Sloane

He stood up straighter as his hand came around to squeeze my ass.

“I want to fuck you, baby.”

“No.” I shook my head as I dropped back to flat feet and maintained my hold on his dick. I was surprised at how assertive I sounded. “You can fuck me tonight when we get back. Right now, let me pleasure you.”

I saw him war with himself as I moved my hand up and down, until finally he surrendered and leaned back against the wall.

“God, I love stroking your big cock.”

For a fraction of a second, I thought, Who are you? as the dirty words spilled from my mouth. I’d never been brash like this. But Sloane made me feel emboldened, so I kept going.

I licked my lips as I looked up at him.

“I want to suck your cock.”

“Ash… you don’t have to—”

I interrupted him as I dropped to my knees in front of him. “I want to.”

The water quickly rinsed the suds I’d so lovingly applied to his cock away and was warm as it sprayed on my back while I took his tip and traced it along my lips before running my tongue under the helmet.

“Oh my god, baby,” he moaned as he caressed my damp hair.

I took him as deep as I could, fighting back the gag reflex as my eyes watered. I felt his tip nudge against my throat while his hand in my hair went still.

Pulling my mouth off him, I took a deep breath, then resumed bobbing my head up and down while I stroked him from the base. My free hand once again found his balls, and I softly caressed them as I moaned against his shaft.

“Fuuuuuck,” he said through a shuddered breath and gripped my hair.

I wasn’t even sure he was aware he was setting the rhythm as he tugged and pushed on my scalp. I happily accommodated his pace, and soon I could taste his salty precum on my tongue. This only made me more brazen.

“I want to feel your cum splashing on my tits,” I purred while I continued lavishing attention on his dick.

‘You want me to come on your tits, baby?” he growled.

“Mmm, yes. Give me your cum.”

He stood up straighter and took his cock in his hand, jerking it vigorously as he pointed it at my boobs.

“Are you ready for it, sweetness?”

I lifted my chest in offering while cooing, “Come all over my tits.”

Sloane grunted a few times before letting out a soft roar that echoed off the shower tiles as rope after warm rope sprayed onto my boobs.

I was impressed with how much there was, given how much sex we’d had since he’d arrived.

For porn star effect—since apparently that’s what I was now—I rubbed it in as I looked up at him.

“Oh my god!” he panted. “That was amazing.” He dropped back against the tiles as he caught his breath and exclaimed, “My fucking toes are tingling!”

I couldn’t help but smile as I stood. Just as I was about to turn and rinse off, he reached for my arm to stop me.

“Just let me look at you covered in my seed for a second.”

I smeared the remaining white cream between my cleavage while maintaining eye contact with him.

At this point, I was just winging it with my attempt to be a siren, but judging by the intensity of his gaze, I think I was doing something right. My body broke out into goosebumps when he moved my hand out of the way to spread it over my pebbled skin himself.

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