Page 55 of You Were Never Not Mine

Feeling weak, I give into temptation and pull away from her mouth, ignoring the frustrated sound that leaves her as I blaze a trail across her skin with my lips. Along her neck, her collarbone, licking across her breasts before I take one perfect pink nipple into my mouth and suck it as hard as I can. She immediately shoves her hands into my hair, clutching me close, arching against me. She responds so perfectly for me and I know we’d be so good together. Fucking her. Coming all over her…

Not yet though. She’s not ready.

Pulling away from her greedy hands, I roll off the mattress and rid myself of my clothes. She sits up, pushing her dark hair away from her face, watching me with that heated golden gaze. Her nipples are hard rosy points that are begging for my mouth and I still can’t get over that she waxed her pussy bare.

For me.

“I’m going to come down your throat,” I tell her, my fingers wrapping around the base of my dick. She watches with complete fascination. “Think you can take it?”

She nods, licking her lips like the whore she is. Though I’m thinking she’s really only a whore for me.

“Come here,” I murmur. “Crawl to me.”

I remain standing by the bed and she crawls across the mattress until she’s right in front of me, her gaze on my dick. She’s about to rise up on her knees when I speak, stopping her. “Stay just like that.”

She’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen, completely naked, only wearing those slutty gold sandals, her rounded asssticking up. I take her in, her big golden-brown eyes watching me, her pouty lips parted and heavy. Like she’s dying to suck me up. Stepping closer, I grab hold of my cock and brush the head against her lips. She purses them slightly, her eyes shifting up to meet mine.

Fuck, I could come just doing that. The look on her face. She’s stunning.

“Open up,” I croon. “Stick your tongue out.”

She does as I command and licks me, her tongue tracing the flared head of my cock, her touch so light I’d almost think it wasn’t happening if I didn’t see it. “Suck me between your lips.”

Sin pulls me into her mouth, her jaw working, her gaze returning to mine. My stomach clenches, my balls tightening up when I take her in. Looking like my every fantasy come to life as she stares up at me with her mouth full of my cock.

“Take it deeper, baby. I know you can do it.”

I feed my dick to her, inch by inch, and she gags at one point, her throat working. I tell her to relax and she tries, her eyes watering when I feel the head of my cock bump the back of her throat, and goddamn, this is the hottest experience of my life.

Ever.

Slowly I pull almost all the way out of her mouth before I plunge back in. I do it over and over, keeping my pace even, trying not to overwhelm her and I’m already close. Like a kid in high school getting his first BJ, I can feel that familiar tingle at the base of my spine. In my balls. I’m going to come. She’s barely sucked me.

I withdraw from her mouth completely, turning my back to her and I can feel her confusion, though she doesn’t make a sound. I grab hold of my cock, cupping it, closing my eyes as I fight off the overwhelming need to blow and I hear the creak of the mattress as she moves. Feel her hand rest on my back briefly before it drops away. Like she’s afraid to touch me.

“Did I—did I do something wrong?”

The moment is too vulnerable, too tender, and I fucking hate it. I turn around and grab hold of her, pushing her back onto the mattress and pinning her there yet again. “I’m going to feed my cock to you until you choke on it.”

Before she can respond, I rise up on my knees, straddling her, sitting on her chest, never putting my full weight on her. Her mouth opens like she’s going to yell at me and I do as I promised, shoving my cock in between her lips, shutting her up. Pushing, pushing, pushing until I can barely see my dick before I pull it back out, the veins bulging and my skin stretched tight, glistening from her saliva.

I fuck her mouth and she just lies there and takes it. Groaning. Whimpering. I could be hurting her, I don’t know and I don’t really care. I fuck her like I’d fuck that delicious little pussy, harder and faster until I feel it. My cock flexes and that first spurt hits her tongue. I groan, flooding her mouth with my semen, not even caring about her anymore—if I ever did. I’m too focused on the intensity of my orgasm. How it goes on and on like it’s never going to stop, all thanks to this woman who lets me use and abuse her without protest.

When my orgasm is finally over, I slump on top of her, my chest in her face, my elbows resting on the pillow just above her head. I close my eyes, trying to control the wild beating of my heart. My breathing. I can’t catch my breath. Can’t believe I just came like that and she swallowed every fucking drop. I immediately feel like an asshole and want to make her leave. I need to be alone with my thoughts because what I just did to her?

Was seriously fucked up.

She wraps her arms around me, her hands pressing into my back, her touch gentle as she drifts her fingers up and down along my spine. A shiver moves through me at her sweet touch and when I finally lift up so I can look at her face, I see that she’s smiling. Looking very pleased withherself.

“You liked that.”

Grunting, I pull away from her and climb off the bed. “You should leave.”

“No way.” She rolls over on her side, contemplating me while looking like a fucking queen. “It’s my turn.”

“I don’t know who the hell you think you are, demanding it beyour turn.” I reach for her, grab her by the arm and haul her up until she’s standing right next to me. “Go.”

She arches a brow. “Like this?”

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