Page 59 of Avery's Hero

I smile up at him as I lean forward, letting my soft exhale brush over his throbbing erection. “Then close your eyes.”

He catches my jaw in his hand. “No way. No way inhell am I closing my eyes. I’ve dreamed about this for too long.”

“Okay, suit yourself, big boy.” I moisten my lips, then I open my mouth and take him in.

The head of his cock is hot and smooth as velvet against my tongue as I draw him between my lips.

I linger on the crown, memorizing the contour of the ridges. Loving the feel of his heat in my mouth.

But there’s no way I’ll be able to get his huge erection down, but I’m going to do my best to make him feel incredible.

“Yes…” He hisses and growls deep in his chest. The sound is so hot and erotic, my body throbs. Every movement of his erection in my mouth echoes into my pussy. Pressing my thighs together, I let my own moan vibrate against him.

His breath hitches, grows fast, and his cock grows even more. It’s so big, I have no idea how it fits inside me. Thankfully, magically, it does. And I love it. Love everything about it.

Letting my tongue slide over him, I suck, and draw him deep as I stroke his shaft. When he murmurs words of praise, I let my hands gently slide over his sack.

He lets me know he loves it by muttering, “Ah, god. Yes.”

Nothing else in the world exists. Just us. Lost in the chase of pleasure and release.

I purr when he fists my hair. His fingers hold me just tight enough to bite, but not too much. When he makes throaty growls and flexes his thighs, I go dizzy with lust. Whimpering, I take him as deep as I can, letting him hit the back of my throat.

I have no idea if I’m ‘deepthroating’ him. I don’t even really know what that is. My pornstar experience is zilch. Ijust want to make him feel incredible. So, I focus on that and I take him as deep as I can while I stroke the base of his shaft.

Shuddering, he groans again. He’s holding back the need to thrust. Being gentle with me but I want him to let go. But maybe I’m not doing this right.

My insecurity runs away with me until he says, “So good. Your mouth feels so fucking incredible on me, baby.” Relief zings through me.

I shiver and take him a little deeper. His body contracts. The muscles in his thigh tighten beneath my hand.

“Oh fuuu—,yeah, Angel, yes.”

I’m so hot and needy, I might spontaneously ignite any second. I have no idea what will happen, but it might end with me fainting.

Clit throbbing, heart leaping, I close my eyes and savor the thrilling feel of his body reacting to my touch.

With each passing second, his muscles tense more and more. I tighten my hand around his base and swirl my tongue around the head as I stroke up and down with my lips. A thrill races through me at knowing I’m making him lose control.

“Ah! God, babe. Yes. Faaaa—” He hisses hard, grips my shoulder and pulls back so fast that all I can do is blink up at him. I wobble on my knees and have to hold onto him to steady myself.

Holy smokes! His eyes are blazing as he stares down at me with his chest heaving.

I almost detonate on the spot—Nearly come like a freight train without him even touching me. My pussy is wailing for him, my arousal is so heavy in my breasts that I’m surprised my bra hasn’t exploded shredding my shirt into tiny bits.

Stunned, I lick my lips, “Is something wrong?”

“You gotta stop, baby. That feels too damned good.” He cups my face, his hands are on fire as he traces his thumb over my bottom lip. When he licks his own lip and snarls like a hungry wolf, I can’t stop a whimper.

“I need to be inside of you, right now.”

“But…”

He kicks out of his boots and pants like he’s doing some kind of magic trick. Then scoops me up so fast, I don’t have time to protest.

As his long legs eat up the distance to the bedroom, he grazes his teeth over my ear, “Permission to kiss you.”

There’s absolutely zero doubt in my mind. I want this. All of this. I’m so ready for this man to kiss me. All of the fear and anxiety and unknowns about Brock touching me are gone.

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