Page 57 of Just Say Yes

Jesus Christ, woman.

I brushed a strand of hair from her face. “I can do that.”

Her smile grew.

“Open. Tongue out.” I propped myself on the pillows to get a better look at her. She was on her knees, thighs pressed together, like she was begging for it.

I guided her head to my cock, gliding across her tongue into her warm, wet mouth. Her lips closed over me as she moaned. I felt like I was going to burst right there.

MJ may have seemed unsure of herself, but she knew what she was doing. Her other hand moved around me, squeezing me at the base while her mouth worked up and down my shaft. Her nipples, sharp points beneath soft purple lace, were begging to be pinched.

Her lips thinned as she took more of me, my cock stretching her mouth.

Fuck, how her pussy would stretch around me too.

Her head bobbed as she lathed her tongue around the head of my cock. She took more of me, further down her throat. I hissed a breath, willing my hips not to press deeper until she gagged.

Through gritted teeth, I commanded, “Eyes on me.”

She obeyed, and I nearly came on the spot. I’d never experienced anything hotter than MJ staring up at me with her mouth full of my cock.

Her lips stretched around me, her wide, hazel eyes locked on mine. She was trusting me, giving herself over completely. The thought made my chest tighten even as the pleasure threatened to rip me apart.

When she gagged, MJ eased off me, a string of saliva still connecting us before she lowered again, stroking and bobbing on my cock.

“You’re fucking perfect.” I meant every word.

A tiny moan rattled in her throat as a curtain of hair fell into her face. I gently moved it away, but as soon as my hand touched her, she froze.

“I just want to see you, baby. You set the pace.” I wanted to assure her that my hand on her head wasn’t meant to startle her.

“You’re doing so well.” I could see her grin around my cock as she continued to work me. “Fuck, you’re going to make me come.”

She paused and looked up. “Tell me. Tell me when you’re about to come.”

“Where do you want it?” I asked as she brought me closer and closer to the edge. “Down your throat or across those perfect fucking tits?”

My control was threadbare, and the wet, sucking noises were almost too much.

“Tits,” she answered.

MJ cupped my balls as she sucked, and it was game over.

In one quick move, I shifted, pressing her to the mattress and straddling her. With my hand wrapped around my cock, I stroked as she looked up at me with a sultry smile. Her hands pressed her breasts together and pinched her nipples as I erupted.

Hot, thick ropes of cum shot across her chest and up her neck. I groaned as I pumped out the last drops onto her gorgeous, flawless skin.

I was panting hard and braced myself on the headboard in front of me to keep the bulk of my weight off her.

Every muscle in my body relaxed, but my chest tightened all over again. It wasn’t just the way she looked beneath me, flushed and messy and so fucking gorgeous—it was the way she made me feel.

Like I couldn’t stop at just this, even if I wanted to.

A giggle shot out of her, and I looked down. She was radiant and irresistible.

“What’s so funny?” I asked with a playful frown.

“You made a mess.” Her soft laugh reassured me that she had enjoyed every second.

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