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She stared up at him, and he reached forward, cupping her cheek. “Let me know if you get uncomfortable.”

“I will,” she said, as she stroked her hand up and down his cock. It twitched in her palm, and he closed his eyes until she shifted, and he felt her breath on him. He forced his eyes open again, because there was no way he was missing the sight of her lips wrapping around his dick for the first time.

It was just as fucking perfect as he imagined it would be. Her red lips formed an o just above the tip, and she pulled him into her mouth in slow motion. It was hot, and wet, and almost making him delirious, and she was just getting started.

His eyes stayed glued to her, as his cock disappeared between her lips, and he knew he was a goner the minute she took him to the back of her throat. There was no way he was surviving this girl.

Chapter 9

Kenzie

Kenzie stared up at Gage with a mischievous glint in her eye as she pulled his cock into her mouth. His expression was a mix of pleasure and turmoil, his hands gripping the back of the couch as he fought for control. Kenzie relished the power she held in that moment and wanted to prolong it for as long as possible.

Was it submissive of her to want to edge him until he was begging? The idea of Gage begging almost made her laugh. There was no way he would. But she might be able to tease him until he lost his control and took over. What would it be like to have him fuck her face?

She took him deeper, swirling her tongue around his shaft, humming around him as she moved. His body reacted to everything she did, and it was fun to experiment and figureout the kinds of sucking and licking that prompted the best reactions.

She wrapped her hand around his thickness and pumped up and down it as she worked him with her mouth. His grunts and groans and the occasional bucking of his hips fueled her, and she took him deeper as she cupped his balls in her palm.

When he tensed up, she backed off and looked up at him with fluttering lashes as she sucked in a deep breath.

“How’s that?” she asked, with a hint of a smile.

He reached for her face again and caressed it gently. “Fucking perfect.”

Pulling him in again, she focused more attention on the head of his cock, licking away the droplets of pre-cum that glistened.

“God damn, you’ve got a hot little mouth.” His voice was tense, and she reveled in the way he cursed as he praised her. When she glanced up at him, his grip on the couch was so tight, his knuckles were white, and it made her hum around him as she took him deeper, opening her throat.

When he tensed again and pulsed in her mouth, she eased him out of her throat and repositioned herself to make it easier to lick him from balls to tip. How long would he let her get away with this before he said something?

He cursed and put a hand in her hair, but he didn’t pull, twist, or push her head forward like she expected. Instead, he rested his hand there and blew out a long breath. Still trying to hold on to the last vestiges of control. She would see him let go if it was the last thing she did tonight.

She licked him that way several more times before she cupped his heavy sac and slipped him between her lips once more. This time, she hollowed her cheeks and wasted no time taking him deep, reveling in the feel of his hand gently pushing her head down as his taste hit her tongue. He was so close to losing it.

This time, when she pulled away, he tried to push her back down, but she didn’t let him. Inhaling through her nose, she gripped his thighs and winked up at him.

“You’re stretching my jaw so good,” she moaned, making sure her voice was loud enough to be heard over the music.

He narrowed his eyes as if he might be onto her little game, but he still said nothing.

After she took him to the brink three more times, she was rewarded with the first signs of him losing control.

His hands fisted in her hair, and he thrust into her mouth hard. “I’m trying to let you go at your pace. Don’t fuck with me, little girl.”

Kenzie blinked up at him and wrapped her hand around his cock as he pulled his fingers free of her hair.

“You taste so good that I’m taking my time, Sir.”

He blew out a breath and tucked a hand beneath her chin. “You know exactly what you’re doing, and so do I, Imp. It won’t end well for you.”

Maybe I don’t want it to end well for me, she thought. But she didn’t dare say it out loud. If she did, that would be the end of her little game, and she was having way too much fun.

She took him into her mouth again, flattening her tongue against him as she sucked him deep.

“Fuck, that feels good. Don’t stop,” he urged.

It was probably as close to begging as Gage would get, but it was enough to make her pussy clench as she knelt with his cock in her mouth.

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