Page 47 of Always Been You
She leans into me, her fingers slipping under the fabric of my black shirt, moving softly against my skin. I should’ve buttoned up. I chastise myself silently as Lynx smirks, realizing she’s got me exactly where she wants me.
“I want you,” she whispers, her voice low and teasing. Her left-hand slides down to my already hard cock, brushing against it.
“I really want your dick in my mouth,” she says, and that does it.
I click the divider button, separating Josh from the backseat of the Escalade, and then I capture her mouth with mine. Our tongues dance together, the kiss is hard and desperate as my hand tangles in her hair. She unzips my pants, her soft fingers stroking my cock with purpose, her touch driving me crazy.
“Take it,” I growl, and she pulls her hair to one side, her eyes locked on mine as she slowly drags her tongue along my length. It’s slow, enticing, maddening.
“I’m going to suck you until you come in my mouth,” she says, her voice dripping with heat. Then she takes me deeper, her lips wrapping around me.
My hips move on their own, meeting her rhythm, and my left-hand finds her head, guiding her movements.
“Fuck… fuck… yes… like that,” I groan, my breath coming in short gasps. She takes me to the back of her throat, and when I hit it, she chokes slightly but doesn’t stop. She takes all of me.
“That’s my good girl,” I grunt, my voice thick with pleasure.
“That’s it,” I groan as I teeter on the edge. I try to pull away, but she holds me in place, just like she promised. She takes every drop, swallowing me completely before licking her lips with a satisfied smirk.
“I want to bury my cock inside your pussy,” I say, my voice low and rough with need.
She laughs, her head tilting up as her eyes gleam with mischief. “This pussy is yours whenever you want it.”
Ata! That’s my girl talking dirty. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life.
I pull her into my lap, spreading her legs open as I trail hard, hungry kisses along her neck. She’s mine. No one will ever hurt her again. And when the time comes, I’ll make damn sure of it.
“You’re driving me crazy with that dirty mouth of yours.”
“You like it?” She teases, her voice breathless.
I slip my hand beneath her dress, my fingertips brushing the soft skin of her thighs. She inhales sharply, her body responding instantly to my touch.
“I more than like it,” I growl. “I love it.”
Her throat works as she swallows hard. “Good.”
“Why does it feel like you’re trying to distract me?” I murmur, slipping a finger into her, then brushing her clit with my thumb.
Her body jolts as I curl my index finger, hitting her G-spot with precision.
“Gosh, Ed. Eddie,” she moans, sounding breathless, her hands clutching at me for support.
“Yeah?” I ask, my voice thick with desire.
“Yeah,” she gasps in response, her head falling back.
I add a second finger, then a third, not bothering to wait for her to adjust. Her moans grow louder, her hips rocking against my hand as I rub her clit, watching her fall apart in my arms. She kisses me fiercely, her lips desperate, her hands gripping me like I’m the only thing keeping her steady.
“Two can play this game, Empress,” I whisper against her lips, slowing my pace just as I feel her getting close.
“Why are you trying to distract me?” She moans, her voice shaky and full of frustration.
“What if I told you I want your dick in me now?” She counters, her hand suddenly grabbing my cock.
And just like that, I’m gone. Whatever reason I had, whatever thought I was holding onto, vanishes. All I can think about is her. I flip her onto her back on the leather seat, not pulling out, the car rocking slightly with our movements.
I adjust her on my lap, turning her just right before sliding my cock into her. She gasps, then starts moving, riding me.
