Page 22 of Bite Your Tongue

Hard.

“Up,” I growl, jerking my chin upward. “I’m going to make you come.” I pause, unable to stop my smirk. “Again.”

Her cheeks are already red from what she just did, but somehow, the shade turns even deeper.

“What?” She pushes herself to her feet and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. “You’re the one who came. You’re just lucky I decided to be nice and swallow.”

“We both know you don’t do things you don’t want to do.” I shake my head. “You swallowed because you wanted to, babe.” I swipe my thumb over her cheek. “And I’m not the only one who came. You came while you had my dick down your throat because you were so turned on. And I gotta be honest with you—it was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” My smirk broadens. “Or heard.”

She crosses her arms over her chest, scowling at me. “Did not.” She swallows before reaching down and touching the hem of her shirt. “Are you going to fuck me? Or are you going to keep stroking your own ego, talking about how much you turn meon?” She shrugs coldly. “Because I have to tell you, it’s getting a little old, Pretty Boy.”

I take one step to close the gap between us, and without warning, I rip her shirt over her head. “Unbutton your jeans, sweetheart,” I utter before unclasping her bra and unleashing her beautiful, big tits.

Before she has the chance to push her pants down, I lean down and put my head between her tits. They smother my face, and I fucking love it. If I died right now, what a place to be, wedged between her plump breasts.

Lifting my head, I kiss her roughly. “Fuck, you’re sexy,” I growl into her mouth. “Especially when you’re being sassy with me, playing it off like your mouth isn’t slutty for my cock.”

She shoves me backward, glaring playfully up at me. “You know what? You seem to have forgotten that you practically begged me to come here. Seems as though someone has lost their manners.”

My eyes shift down when I see movement as she pushes her jeans off, leaving her only in a thong. Taking a step back, she heads out of the kitchen and down the hallway. It doesn’t matter that I just came in her sweet mouth; I’m already hard again at the sight of her thick ass in her skimpy thong.

“I think I’ll explore the house a little bit, Pretty Boy,” she coos over her shoulder.

With every step she takes, her ass jiggles, making me want to drive my face into it and eat her so hard that she begs me to slow down.

I don’t know what her plan is, but you can bet I follow her like the pathetic man she turns me into as she heads deeper into the house.

Stopping at my office door, she frowns. “Too boring,” she says before continuing to walk until she stops at my bedroom door. “Too … safe.” She walks around the corner in the hallway,stopping at the huge picture window that looks into my workout room. A mischievous grin stretches her lips, and she grips the doorframe, looking back at me. “This looks fun, Cambridge. Are you up for a workout?”

My dick jumps, and I don’t care that I’m walking through my house, completely bare-assed. If it means I’m one step closer to burying my dick inside of Saylor, I’d walk through a fucking shopping mall naked if it meant I could stick my cock inside of her after.

She makes it inside before me, and when I spot her, she’s walking between the different pieces of equipment. Her tits are on full display, and I fucking drool at the sight of her in my workout room, practically naked.

“Lie back,” she purrs, running her hand down the upholstery of the bench.

Stepping forward, I sink down onto the bench and lie back, keeping it at a slight incline. My cock stands tall, glistening just for her, as she stares down at me with hooded eyes before running her hand up my thigh.

“Look at your cock, hard as steel even though you just came in my mouth.” She tsks me. “Looks like my pussy might not be the only thing that’s slutty here. You seem quite desperate for more, Cambridge.”

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

She’s being bossy, and I fucking love it.

“Oh, I am,” I practically pant, thinking about all the possible things she may do to me.

Maybe she’s going to ride my dick or sit right on my face. I really don’t know. What I don’t expect is for her to lean forward and spit on my length, soaking it completely.

Running her palm up and down it, she looks satisfied. “Now, you’re ready for me.”

Jesus Christ.I’m pretty sure I’ve died and gone to heaven, and when my dick drips with pre-cum, I know my cock thinks this is heaven too.

Pulling her panties down, she lets them fall to the floor before she throws one leg over my body and straddles me, hovering her pussy over my aching cock. She’s so fucking hot, and my dick is painfully hard already, but when she slowly lowers herself down onto me, pushing her tits forward as she stretches around my thick cock, I swallow a groan because I’m so fucking turned on that my mind is going blank.

Her pretty pink nipples pebble, and I prepare myself to watch her tits bounce while she rides me because I know I’ll have to internally talk myself through not coming instantly.

“Fuck, Saylor,” I say gruffly. “Your pussy feels so good, wrapped around my cock.” I reach up, cupping her tits. “And these fucking tits?” I hiss loudly. “So. Fucking. Sexy. I need to fuck them sometime.”

“You talk too much—has anyone ever told you that?” she says, bringing a finger to my lips. “Just relax, would you? Let me fuck your cock.”

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