Page 117 of The Rebound Plan

She laughs. “I want to kiss you so fucking much.”

I growl happily and cup her arse with my hands, knowing she can feel my erection against her core as she straddles me. “Swear more. Be dirty.”

“I want to kiss you everywhere,” she says breathlessly. “I want to kiss your fucking cock.”

I groan and tip my head back, throat working.

“Please, Russell.” Her voice goes soft and she slides off my lap, kneeling in front of me. “Let me make you feel good.”

I manage to hold on to one final brain cell and I reach down to stop her hands as she goes to my bulge. “Sweetheart, just… If you let me have you, I’m never letting you go.”

She gives me a brilliant, glittering smile I’ve never seen from her before. Shannon has smiled a thousand smiles over the last year that I’ve known her. And none of them have looked half this real. “Never let me go,” she says. “Please.”

And then she frees my cock.

Her fingers wrapped around my erection is the best thing I’ve ever felt. That’s immediately replaced by the sweetness of her lips pressed against my flared crown in a gentle kiss. And thenthat’stopped by a lick around the tip, teasing where my straining cock has pulled away from my foreskin.

Every step of this blow job is going to destroy me in the most incredible ways.

“What do you like?” Her voice is silky and her gaze is seductive as she strokes me slowly.

“Yes. Anything. Your mouth. I love your mouth already.”

She laughs and takes me between her lips properly.

Holy fuck.

I’ve never felt warmth like this. It’s more than just a sweet mouth, it’s the whole moment. It’s the zero-to-sixty energy that doesn’t feel wrong, at all. It’s a heat that isn’t just inside her, but swirling between us. A heat that demands action.

My hips pulse and she moans around me.

“Yeah?” I’m breathing hard now. “You like that? Fuck, beautiful, tell me I can push my cock into your mouth.”

She nods around me, and I sink my hands into her hair, gently holding her head as I start to thrust. She’s so soft and pliable, such a giving girl, it doesn’t take me long to climb to a quick, powerful release.

“You want to pull off? I’m close. Oh, fuck, Shannon, I’m coming. God damn it.”

She pushes deeper, taking my cock all the way to her throat just in time for the first spurt to pulse straight to her belly.

“That’s so good, sweetheart. Fuck.” I snap my hips up, fucking her mouth again, riding the vision-darkening orgasm instinctively.

She holds me in her mouth until I stop throbbing, and then she licks up the last drops of my seed as she lets my cock go.

I drag her back into my lap. “That’s so sexy,” I say, my words slurred, my head spinning. Then I slant my mouth over hers and taste myself on her tongue.

“I might need to retire from hockey tomorrow,” I mumble.

She laughs. “Why?”

“I never want to let you go.” I press my forehead against hers. “I’ve missed you, Shannon. I know that’s a weird thing to say because you weren’t mine, but?—”

“I’ve missed you, too. I think on some level I was yours. I should have been yours.” She kisses me softly. “I taste like you.”

“You taste incredible.” I exhale happily. “All of orgasms for far too long have been lonely. This was the opposite of that. I can’t believe you’re here. I can’t believe you’re mine.”

She touches her fingers to her own lips. “I’m glad I got a chance to do that. It felt like I owed you that to like, close a loop. I’ve felt bad since that night that you didn’t get a chance to come with me.”

I glide my thumb along her lower lip, swollen from her efforts and the way I lost control at the end. “We don’t need to keep score. I’m going to give you so many orgasms.”

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