Page 21 of Where He Ended

Her toes curl against my back, heels digging in. “You're delicious,” I whisper. Stroking two fingers over her slick entrance, I nudge them in—making her gasp—then slide them up to her open mouth. “Taste yourself.”

The heat in her stare flares hotter. Obediently she licks my fingers, drawing them in, sucking them as she holds my gaze evenly. My cock is so damn hard it hurts. And she's given me a wonderful idea.

“Move,” I say, helping her out of the way so I can slide the seat as far back as possible. I keep guiding her until she's kneeling on the floor mat. Reclining on the leather seat, I spread my legs, enjoying how she looks between them. “You know what I want you to do.”

She touches her own lips, still tasting herself. Her attention is locked on my massive erection where it tents my pants. “I've never done it before.” Her voice is a hoarse whisper. It turns me on another notch. “What if I'm bad at it?”

“You won't be. Anything you do will be perfect,” I assure her.

Laiken inches closer, her face near my inner thighs. She reaches for my zipper, and my shaft throbs, visibly jumping against my pants. She freezes, and I think she doesn't look scared—she's as excited as me.

My top button pops open. She yanks the zipper down, gazing at my erection in my black boxers. There's a wet spot soaked through from my pre-come. Peeling the elastic band down sets my cock arching proudly in the air. She breathes in drastically. “Jesus, you're huge.”

My smirk stretches wide. “Did you expect it to shrink since you last saw it?”

Laiken glances up at me. I stop breathing, too busy bathing in the beauty of this woman kneeling in front of my fully erect cock. The reddish tip is almost the same shade as her parted lips. I can't wait to see them wrapped around it.

Her fingers circle my base. Hot sparks of pleasure make me hiss. I thrust into her touch, trying to coax her to suck me off faster. I'm capable of many things—I terrify strangers and friends alike—but right then, with Laiken squeezing my shaft, I'm helpless. I'd do anything if she just asked me.

She slips her tongue along my skin. I sink further into the seat, crushing the door handle with one hand, the opposite seat with the other. The windows are fogging from our heavy breathing as it mixes.

Her mouth is a warming welcome when it circles my cock-head. “Fuuuck,” I groan, the word never ending. She's encouraged by my reaction, I think, because she grips me harder and draws me in deeper. I hear her muffled sounds as she struggles to fit me all the way in her mouth.

I watched through hooded eyes, fascinated by her determination. Her eyes are watering now. Saliva streams down my veins, pooling on my pubic hair. Mascara stains the underside of her eyes. She's a total mess and it's the most stunning sight in existence. I commit it to memory.

Gasping, she yanks free and takes a desperate breath. Her whole face is pink. “Are you okay?” I ask.

She wipes at the corners of her eyes. “You thinkItaste good? Dominic, I didn't know something could feel so amazing in my mouth. I felt you twitch, and it was like the sensation traveled through my body into . . .”

“Say it,” I whisper, my knuckles bone-white from my grip.

“My pussy.” She shivers, eyelashes fluttering.

“I love hearing that word from your dirty mouth.” My hands fly forward, catching her around her jaw. Bending down, I kiss her roughly. I taste myself and it makes me harder. “I think you love saying it, too.”

Laiken shuts her eyes, her tongue swiping over my teeth. She reaches for my cock again, but I lift her into my lap. Her thighs straddle me, my thick length nestling along the curve of her ass. “Wait,” she gasps, leaning away. “Don't you want me to finish sucking—” I shut her up with another kiss, my fingers winding in her long hair.

“Your mouth is amazing, but you have something else I want,” I say, searching her eyes. They're dazed, like she's high on something. Reaching around her, I smack open my glove box. Withdrawing a condom, I'm quick to rip the foil. Her lips are close to my ear, her breathing ragged and wild. She wants this. She’s not trying to pretend otherwise.

I can't see my cock; blindly I grip it where it's grinding on her skin, sliding the latex over the tip until I'm covered. Hoisting her by her waist, I pick her up, repositioning us so that my dick is now resting against her belly and clit.

Holding my fingers on her lower back, I encourage her to rock her hips. “Rub against me,” I command in a velvety voice. I feel her tremble through my fingertips. But she does as I ask, rolling her hips, grinding her pussy on my rigid cock.

Her juices make the condom's surface slick. She's boiling hot in my arms. I press my lips to her forehead, tracing my nails over her spine. “That's good,” I whisper, my balls tightening from the pleasure of her pressure. “Fucking so good. Fuck.”

“Dominic,” she breathes. Sweat drips from her chin to my shoulder. “I need to come. I'm really close.”

“Don't you dare,” I growl. Squeezing the globes of her ass, I force her to rub on me even harder. “Get close to the edge, butdo notgo over.”

“Fuck,” she whimpers. “I can't control that.”

“Try to.” My open palm smacks her ass; she jumps then moans loudly. The sound flows into my lower belly. I'm tense all over, ready to pop. “Tell me when you're almost there. Right before you orgasm.”

“Mmm. Ah, that's . . . everything feels amazing!” Her skin is on fire, saturating me with sweat as she struggles to keep herself from coming. The control she's exhibiting is impressive, but I'm reveling inmycontrol over her. It makes me crazy how eager she is to listen to me when we're like this.

It's the only time she lets her guard down.

It's the same for me.

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