Page 20 of Reluctantly Yours

What happened after this?

I didn’t care so long as it didn’t stop.

I would die if it stopped.

“If I stick my cock in this wet pussy…” he whispered, lapping at my throat, making me squirm and moan, “… do you think you would come on it for me?Would you squeeze me tight and milk me dry?”

A dirty talker.Oh my…“God, yes.”I whimpered, my body alive, on fire, burning like it never had before.And I thought I knew what it meant to be with a man.Every guy I’d been with might as well have been a virgin compared to this.None of them had the power to make me weak with only a glance.Add a skilled hand, a tongue that could work magic, and this might as well have been my first time.

He wound an arm around my waist and lifted me just high enough for my feet to leave the floor.I didn’t need to ask where we were going as I ran my fingers through his hair and scraped my nails over the back of his neck.He shivered against me, groaning close to my ear and lowering me to the bed.

I could’ve stopped this.

I could’ve stopped him.

I could’ve stopped myself, but nothing was further from my mind as I kicked off my sandals, then lifted my hips so he could peel away my soaked panties.I watched, stunned and incredibly turned on, as he sniffed them, his eyes closing as a deep growl sounded in his throat.“You smell incredible,” he breathed out, dropping them to the floor.

Kneeling, he spread my legs wide.All I could do was hold my breath, lost in the craziness of the moment, then he descended on me and covered my mound with his hot, greedy mouth.

The first touch of his tongue made me gasp loud enough to cover my mouth with my hand.All we needed was for Sofia to wake up and come walking in to find her dad with his face between my legs.“Oh God, Travis,” I whispered, writhing on the bed, lost in sensation.Not just the touch of his tongue against what was already so hot and aching but the soft bed and the silk sheets my hands slid over.I took the back of his head and pulled him closer, tighter against my pussy.

His growl sent vibrations running through my core, then the tip of his tongue swept over my throbbing clit.Everything around me exploded.Sheer relief and agonizing pleasure mixed until I had to release my hold on him to bite down on my knuckles to muffle my cries.My hips bucked, but he held them down, forcing me to take every lap of his tongue before I sobbed helplessly, overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure still washing over me.

It was all so much, almost too much.

And yet, not enough.

He finally slowed, and I could relax, sinking into the mattress, floating in bliss.He took me by my hands and pulled me up so I was sitting on the edge of the bed.My first look into his eyes took my breath away.They were dark, demanding, and held my gaze as he opened his fly, pulling himself free from his boxer briefs.

I knew he had to be big from what I had already felt of him, but the sight of his thick, veiny dick swaying in front of my face was enough to make me slightly nervous about handling him.“Take me in your mouth,” he demanded, one hand on the back of my head.

I didn’t need to be coaxed.Not when there was nothing I wanted more than to make him feel the pleasure he had given me.I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft, a little hesitant at first but more confident when he sighed.“That’s right,” he whispered, moving his hips, probing my mouth until I parted my lips and took him inside.

“Tap my leg if it’s too much, sweetheart, but if you don’t, I’m gonna fuck your mouth.”

Yes, please.

Holding my head in both hands, he pushed himself deeper, hitting the back of my throat.I reached out to grab his hips for support, but it was no use.He wouldn’t slow down.He knew what he wanted and was going to take it, not that I was putting up a fight.

I relaxed my throat and let him in deeper, and his pleasure-filled groans were my reward.“God, you’re so good,” he gritted out, fucking my face as I did my best to keep up.“Just like that.Jesus Christ, Penny…”

I looked up to find his eyes closed, his head falling back.It made me increase the pressure, hollowing out my cheeks, taking him deeper.Taking everything he could give me and more.I was proud I could make him feel good.

Then, suddenly, he pulled me away, stroking himself and stepping back.My heart sank before he muttered, “Take off your dress.I want to see you.”

I shivered, almost shocked at the sight of him jerking off to me.I stood, never taking my eyes off his while I slowly reached behind me to untie the bow at the back of my neck.His breath quickened as I pulled the strings open and let the top of the dress fall away from my body.I wasn’t wearing a bra—I couldn’t with the low-cut back.That meant my nipples tightened in the cool air under his lustful gaze.

“Holy fuck, you are perfect,” he breathed out, his fist moving faster.

I flushed with pleasure, going warm all over as he stared at me through half-lidded eyes.

“Get this off me,” he ordered, glancing down at his shirt.I worked the buttons quickly, letting my fingers graze his chest as I exposed his bronzed skin.He let go of himself long enough to slide the sleeves down his arms.Then, his pants joined our discarded clothing.“Lie back,” he ordered, and I obeyed without thinking.

What was there to think about?This was what I wanted more than anything.No, I needed it.

I could barely wait for him to unroll the condom.My heart was racing again, and fresh wetness flowed from me as I laid back on the bed with my feet on the floor.He stepped between my thighs, spreading them with his own, dragging his head through my slit.The pressure sent ripples of sensation straight to my core, which was now hot, needy, and eager.

Not bothering to wait until I was ready, he sank himself deep, so deep my breath caught.Not that I wasn’t.I had never been more ready for anything.

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