Page 41 of Where You Left Me

“Fuck, Mia,” I hiss.

She takes my words as encouragement, and she slides her tongue along the length of my dick before taking me into her mouth fully. Pleasure builds and ripples as she takes me in and out, her lips popping off for a second before diving back again.

I clench my ass and push my fingers through her hair, guiding her head into me further as I thrust against her mouth. I try not to think about how different this feels than it did before. Or think about how she’s clearly more skilled than she used to be. But it feels fucking amazing.

Finally, I’m fully out of my head and it’s just this incredible moment stretching between us. Mia on her knees before me and sucking me off like the compliant goddess she is, her soft hair tethered between my fingers, the scent of her floral perfume mixing with the musky harsh scent of me. The adorable moans coming from her. And the thrill of being utterly satisfied teases me the more she moves her mouth.

I exhale shakily. “You’re breathtaking just like this…on your knees for me…compliant.”

Before I know it, she’s dangerously close to finishing me off. Despite the restraint it used to take, I would warn her so I wouldn’t come in her mouth. She’d pull off just in time for me to spill beside her. The orgasm is never quite as good when there isn’t something squeezing my cock, but I need to show Mia I’m the same thoughtful guy I used to be.

“Hey, hey,” I rasp, “That’s enough, Peaches.”

But she doesn’t pull away.

“Mia,” I bark, tugging her head back slightly.

Sliding her mouth from my length enough to speak, she says, “It’s okay. I want to.”

My brows pull together. “Wait, what?”

“Jones, I want you to finish.”

I lift my brows and anticipation buzzes through me. “Are you sure?”

“I want to swallow every last drop.” A devilish grin pulls at her lips as she takes my cock in her mouth once again. She reaches her hands around to my butt cheeks and digs her nails into my flexed muscles. It’s so arousing I explode within seconds.

“That’s it, fuck my cock with that beautiful mouth of yours.” I grip her head and hold her against me as my dick strains and surges, shooting my cum down her throat.

I tug her hair, tipping her head back and she gazes up at me, her eyes sultry and watering.

“Now…swallow for me like a good girl,” I demand.

I watch as she does what I command. When she doesn’t choke, I am completely turned on. “Holy hell, Peaches, you’re so fucking gorgeous like this.”

Blush fans across her cheeks and she slowly pulls back, popping off my tip. She sits back on her knees, wiping the back of her hand over her mouth. I’m so obsessed with her at this moment, finding her both, the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, while also the sexiest.

Dropping to my knees, and joining her on the floor, I take her face in my hands and gaze at her. She smiles sheepishly, but it’s also reflecting a bit of pride that she can’t hide from me. There might be a lot of things that are different about her, but not this. Not her expressions or her smiles. These are still Mia.

“You gonna think less of me now?” she asks, her voice rasping against the stillness of the room.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I bark out. “That was sexy.You’resexy.”

She smiles. “Yeah?”

“Hell yeah.”

She snorts a laugh.

“Now I only hope I’ll be able to return the favor just as good.”

She bites her lower lip.

I stand and pull her up with me, holding her underneath her elbows. “As cute as those biker shorts are, I’m gonna need you to strip for me, beauty.”

“Jones,” she rasps, wrapping her arms around her waist.

“What is it?”

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