Page 119 of Deadly Sweet

“Caleb’s brother. The one who saved you?”

“Oh, right.” I snort. “You mean Jerry.”

“Savannah, what are you doing?” Jake rushes out, his wide eyes doing a double-take when he sees me leaning over the middle console.

“You seem a little tense. I’m gonna help.” I undo his pants.

“Fuck. Savannah. We can’t be doing this right now.” Jake groans as I take his thick cock and stroke it.

“Why not?” I ask, flicking my tongue against the tip, moaning at the taste of his pre-cum. I want more. So I take him all the way down my throat.

“Fucking hell,” he growls. “Oh fuck,” he pants out heavily. “Shit, I need to pull over.”

“Nah-ah,” I mumble around his velvety shaft before popping off. “Drive. I don’t want to wait anymore. I need you inside me. Until then, I’m going to taste you.”

“Shit.” He takes a deep breath. “Okay, fine. We’re almost there. But I’m going slow. I don’t want us to die before I even get to make love to you.”

“Aw, you're so sweet,” I coo before taking him back into my mouth.

The sounds he makes are making me so wet. I can feel myself dripping down my thigh. I took off the scent-blocking pads at the arcade. They were too uncomfortable.

Maybe that wasn’t a good idea because now the whole car smells like candy apple, and Jake sounds like he’s hardly keeping it together.

I love it. I love that he’s losing himself to me. That I have this power over him.

Is it bad that I also love that he’s head over heels for me?

Because I’m sure as fuck head over heels for this man.

Not even just because he’s my scent match. He’s kind, caring, and funny. He doesn’t judge me one single bit and still looks at me like I hung the moon, even when I know I’m being crazy.

Sucking hard, I hollow out my cheeks and bob my head.

Jake moans, cursing and panting. My hand cups his balls, giving them a squeeze before moving up to his knot.

“Savannah. Sweet Girl. I’m close,” he warns, sounding like he’s only holding on by a thread.

There are cars honking, and I feel the car jerk. “Damn it,” he hisses.

Yeah, I’m going to have to speed this up before we actually die.

Working him over faster, I’m determined to taste him, to swallow him down.

I’m a thirsty Omega in the middle of the desert and his cock has the only thing to quench my thirst.

What I’m trying to say is, I’m a greedy little bitch with the taste for her Alpha’s cum. I love it. I want to drink it, be covered in it, have it pumped inside me. Are his balls magical or something, because the last time I sucked him off, his cum tasted so good I want to keep going back for more.

“That's it. Fuck. Yes, like that, Sweet Girl. God, your mouth feels so good. Gonna cum. Shit, fuuuuuck,” he groans long and loud as his cock pulses in my mouth, sending streams of cum to the back of my throat. I greedily drink him up, sucking him until there’s nothing left before popping off his cock.

“You're amazing, you know that?” Jake says, panting heavily as I move to sit back in my seat.

“I know.” I laugh, smiling like a fool as we turn into the driveway.

I’m a wiggling mess by the time he parks the car. Unable to hold back anymore, I climb into his lap, grabbing his face and kissing him like he’s the air I need to breathe.

His cock is still out, stiff as a rock once again. With only my now drenched panties between us, I start to roll my hips, grinding my greedy pussy against his cock.

“Jake,” I moan, growing more turned on by the moment. There’s so much slick, my body feels hotter. I don’t think I’m going into heat, but I know this time is different than other times I’ve been turned on.

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