Page 9 of Tell Me No

I stare at it and swallow. Maybe he’s right, or maybe he’s wrong, but it doesn’t matter. Right now, I just want to taste him the same way he tasted me. I want to feel him slide over my tongue and hit the back of my throat. I want to evoke every ounce of pleasure from him I can.

Shaking my head slightly, I grip it in one hand, then lean forward. Turning my head, I kiss my way from the base of him all the way up his shaft before I part my lips and grip his head with my mouth.

Pre-cum hits the tip of my tongue, and it makes me press my knees together. Something about the taste of him makes my pussy quiver. Opening my mouth wider, I lower over him more. His cock is velvet against my tongue. I lock my lips around him and move up and down, coating him with my spit and working the base of him with my other hand. I flick my tongue over the tip and let my teeth scrape him lightly with every stroke.

I suck hard and take as much of him as I can, but when he flexes, I realize just how much of him I’m not taking. The tip of his cock hits the back of my throat, and I gag around him.

He leans up on his elbows and looks down at me. Reaching down, he wipes the single tear that’s escaped my eye. “Relax, baby. It makes it easier since there is so much to take.”

I nod and release a breath through my nose, relaxing my body.

“There you go. Good girl,” He praises me, moving his hand to cup my chin.

As I stroke him with my mouth, he never moves his hand. Instead, he guides me, setting the tempo and sliding a bit more into me each time. I can feel him going deeper and deeper, but with every stroke, he grows stiffer—the tell-tell sign he’s getting close.

I work my hand holding him faster than I suck, coaxing him to come. Drool runs out my mouth and coats his hand, but he doesn’t care. Instead, he moves his thumb and pointer to my cheeks and squeezes them. Suddenly, I can feel the walls of my cheeks running over his cock too. It’s something I’ve never experienced, but I like it. From the looks of it, he does too.

His head falls back, and he lets out a moan as he takes over and begins pumping into my mouth. “I’m going to come.”

I nod the best I can telling him it’s okay, and that’s all it takes. Warm cum shoots to the back of my mouth and trickles down my throat. I swallow as much as I can as he continues to thrust.

After a moment, he finally slows and pulls out of me. Keeping his hand locked to where it is on my face, he pulls me up until I’m crawling over him again. Drool, cum, and tears be damned, he flattens my body against his and kisses me hard. His tongue mingles with mine, not caring he’s tasting his own seed.

“You, Mia...” He trails between our kiss. “Will be the fucking death of me.”

I can’t help but smile as his hands start to explore my body as I lie on top of him.

SIX

Anthony continuesto caress me softly and kiss the corner of my mouth. I’m wrapped in complete euphoria as he praises me with his hands, touching every place he can reach, until buzzing sounds out around us and his pants start to vibrate where my leg is pressed against him.

I turn and look to the foot of the bed where the buzzing seems to stem from. “Kind of late for a work call,” I laugh.

He smiles and rolls me off him before turning to face me. “Which is exactly why I won’t be answering.”

It stops ringing for a few seconds before it starts again. “Maybe you should. Seems someone really needs to talk to you.”

He rolls his eyes and reaches down to fish his phone from his pocket. Pulling the device up, he squints at the bright screen and quickly hits decline, but not before I see the name flash across the screen.

Isabella.

Immediately, my stomach sinks. Minutes ago I was on my knees below this man, completely forgetting he was just engaged. Engaged to a great woman and I can’t help but think what we’re doing could ruin her. It would feed into every piece of doubt she had in the first place.

And what if she wants him back now? What if he wants her? Where does that leave me and him? I wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye after tonight if that’s the case. Our friendship would be ruined. Years of memories down the drain.

He throws the device across the room and it falls into a pile of clothes in the corner. Gripping my chin, he pulls my face to his. “Hey. What’s wrong?”

I try to shake my head to hide the tears I feel brimming. “Nothing. I just think it’s time for me to go.”

His face scrunches as he pulls up on his elbow. “Whoa. Why?”

“Because this is crazy, Anthony. I don’t know what I was thinking and now Isabella is calling. I can’t bethatwoman.”

“That woman?” He questions.

“The one who ruins someone’s relationship. I don’t want to stand in the way of someone you could spend forever with just because we’re both horny.”

He shakes his head. “There is no relationship to ruin, Mia. She left me. She’s the one who decided she didn’t want to be with me. As for forever, you don’t think we have a shot?”

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