Page 52 of After the Storm

“Spit on it,” I say and the words come out strained. Just the image in my head has me so close I know I’m going to embarrass myself once her mouth is on me. She nods and does as I said. “Spread it with your hand,” I instruct and naturally, my girl listens. She wraps a hand around me and spreads it over my cock.

“Now what?” I can tell how into this she is by the pink spread across her cheeks, her swollen lips, and the rise and fall of her chest.

“Now put your mouth on it,” I say. It comes out more like a plea than an instruction. Still, she does as she’s told, and she wraps those perfect pink lips around my cock. Inch by inch, she takes me further in her mouth. Between the sensation and the anticipation, I feel like I might die. I hit the back of her throat. I expect her to gag, but she doesn’t. She flinches back just a little, and she looks slightly less sure of herself.

“It’s okay if you don’t take me all the way,” I say. I mean it too. Sure, I’d love it if she did but this is more than enough to get me off. She pulls me out of her mouth and shakes her head.

“No, I think I can do it,” she says before taking me back in her mouth. This time when I reach the back of her throat, she relaxes, and takes me past that barrier.

Inch by inch, she takes me all the way to the base. I start doing math equations and thinking about shit that needs to be done at the shop in a pathetic attempt to not come the second I see Audra goddamn Hart with her mouth full.

“Shit. Auds. I’m going to come, if you don’t want it in your mouth you need to stop.” I barely get the words out. Her eyes flick up to me making eye contact and I groan. Actually, let me be really honest, it’s a full-on moan that comes out of me.Fucking hell.She shakes her head gently before swallowing around me. At a speed that even my seventeen-year-old self would be ashamed of, I come.

A string of moans and curse words tumble from my mouth and my grip on her hair tightens. When I pull myself out of her mouth, she swallows keeping her eyes on me the entire time. Of all the ways I’ve seen her, this has to be the most addicting.

She looks like mine. And I fucking love it. I keep my hand wrapped in her hair and pull her to be level with me. I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue.

“My turn,” I say against her lips. I flip up so I’m on top of her and I slide down, positioning my face between her thighs. She lets her knees drop to the side, opening her legs for me. I press my tongue flat against her and before I even start, she begins grinding herself against my mouth.

“Needy, Auds?” I taunt, looking up at her. She nods, pulling my face back to her. “That’s my girl. Take what you need,” I say and she does. She positions herself against me exactly how she wants and she rides my face.

I slip two fingers into the mix and she grabs one of my pillows, throwing it over her face. I curl my fingers inside of her and I hear a muffled moan through the pillow. It doesn’t take long before she’s coming again, this time on my tongue. I don’t know how but I’m already rock hard again. I slide back up her body, kissing my way up.

“I’m dying to be buried between your legs,” I whisper into the crook of her neck. Goosebumps rise in a trail down her arm when my breath hits her neck.

“But you already…” She trails off, looking between us. Her eyes land on my hard cock and she stops what she’s saying and looks back up to me. “Yes. Please.”

“I need to grab a condom,” I huff, pushing myself to get up. She shakes her head and pulls me back on top of her.

“I’m on birth control. I’ve been tested. I’m okay with it if you are.” Music to my fucking ears. The thought alone of being inside of her bare has me leaking precum against her thigh.

“Fuck yeah, I’m okay with it,” I pant out.

She reaches between us and wraps a hand around me, giving me a few gentle strokes. She lines us up and I press gently inside. Every inch she’s gripping me tight, nails biting at the skin on my shoulders. The feeling of her wrapped around me with nothing between us is so good it’s mind-numbing. I feel like I can’t form a single coherent thought like this.

“It feels so good,” she rasps in my ear. Her voice brings me back down to earth. I try to find the words to respond to her but I can’t. I’m caught in a cycle of feeling so good I can’t think straight and thinking ofanythingexcept how good it feels to try and last longer.

“Fucking shit, Auds. How do you feel this good?” I groan, dropping my head in the crook of her shoulder. She moans in response. She wraps a leg around my hip. I run my hand up her thigh and grab her leg stretching it up and over my shoulder, placing her knee by her head. The position allows me to get deeper and when I do she throws her head back in ecstasy.

“Oh my God, Roman!” she yells out. I quickly bring a hand up to her mouth and cover it. Her eyes go wide, knowing she just made a lot more noise than she should have. I keep my hand over her mouth as I continue rocking into her. Every few thrusts her eyes screw shut and a muffled moan vibrates against the palm of my hand.

“You like this? Feeling so good that I have to wrap my hand around your pretty mouth?” I ask, thrusting painfully slowly. She nods frantically. “You like trying not to get caught?” I prod, keeping my eyes on her and she nods again.

I’m teetering right on the edge of oblivion and trying my damn hardest to get one more out of her first. I grab her other leg and put it over my other shoulder, pressing both of her legs up by her head. The moans up against my hand intensify from moans to full on screams. It’s a damn good thing I have my hand wrapped around her mouth.

“You going to come on my cock, baby?” I ask, driving into her harder. Her eyes roll back in her head. All that she can get out is a muffled hum of confirmation. I can’t help the grin that perks up at the corner of my mouth. Making Audra come has become my favorite thing in the world. Not only is it something I’ve dreamed of since I was old enough to fantasize about sex, but it’s a piece of her that no one else gets.

No one else gets to see the way her legs tremble when she comes undone. No one else gets to see the look on her face when I bury myself between her legs. And no one gets to see her with her hair stuck to her forehead with sweat and her legs folded up by her head. She’s all mine and there’s something so fucking addicting about knowing only I get her like this.

The muscles in her legs start to tremble, and her eyes screw shut. She starts squeezing around my cock, and I know she’s about to come. I keep my pace and watch her as she falls apart.

Her back arches off the bed, and she lets out a noise loud enough I’m not sure the hand over her mouth is enough to keep other people in the house from hearing us. My thrusts go ragged and uncoordinated. My breathing picks up until I’m no longer panting, I’m moaning. I take my hand off of her mouth.

“I can’t hold out anymore. Where do you want me to come?” I ask. The devil on my shoulder is begging her to tell me in her. I look to the angel on the other side and find there is no angel this time.

“Inside.”Thank fucking God.The words are barely out of her mouth before I’m filling her up.

We catch our breath with my head lying on her bare chest. All I can hear is her heart hammering against her chest. I tip my head up to look at her and she wears a sated smile and her eyes flutter open and closed.

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