Page 26 of Strictly Yours

And the way he’s looking at me—like I’m his next breath, like I’m the reason he’s straining like that—has me aching all over.

“Fuck, Amber,” he grits out, his voice hoarse as his back hits the wall. “You’re gonna kill me, girl.”

I squeeze my hand and start stroking—once, twice—watching his sexy jaw clench. Three times and then I lean forward and lick a drop of precum off the tip.

His whole body shudders.

“You’re so big,” I whisper. “So hot…”

“You’re the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he growls.

“Can you take off your shirt?” I moan. I want to see his chest and abs and those delicious arms. I’ve been dreaming about that torso fordays.

He doesn’t hesitate. He undoes two buttons, but it’s taking too long, so he just yanks his shirt open, sending the rest of them scattering down the hall.

I suck in a breath when I see his perfectly sculpted abs in front of me. That massive chest… Those shoulders… Those arms… Fuck, I don’t know where to look.

I slide my hand up his abs, feeling the deep ridges on my palm and on my tingling fingertips until he squeezes his eyes shut and groans like I’m causing him pain by getting distracted from the task at hand. I realize he needs a release as badly as I do, so I bring all of my focus back onto his big throbbing cock.

And I slowly put it in my mouth.

We both moan as I slide him between my lips, his girth stretching my jaw out to the point where it’s aching. But I fight through the pain, for him, for me, and because I couldn’t stop if I tried.

It’s allsogood. So erotic.

The taste. The heat. The weight of him on my tongue—it’s all so much. I moan around him as I start to move my mouth back and forth, licking and sucking, and exploring every inch.

He watches me with that desperate look gleaming in his sexy eyes. They’re brimming with a dark, possessive hunger that says I belong to him now. I fully agree.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he groans, gripping my hair but not hard enough to hurt me. Just enough to let me know I’mhis. “You have your hooks in me, girl. I’m a little obsessed with you.”

Just a little… I think I can remedy that.

After this, he’ll be one hundred percent, completely obsessed. Just the way I want it. Just the way I am with him.

I start working my mouth up and down his shaft, using my tongue to coat every hard inch. I go slow at first, trying to figure him out, letting his guttural sounds guide me—those deep, wrecked groans, the sharp hisses of breath, the dominant growls.

And the desperate whispers of my name. I love that the most. Hearing him say‘Amber’like I’m making him lose control.

My pussy aches as I push him in deeper, his muscular thighs tensing under my hands.

I want to make him cum. I want to feel him lose control because ofme.

I want totastehim.Allof him.

When he gets close, I stroke and suck and do whatever I can to push him over the edge.

“Fuck, Amber,” he hisses through gritted teeth as he’s about to erupt.

His grip on my hair tightens as he throws his head back, thrusts his hips, and lets out the sexiest growl I’ve ever heard. My pussy pulses as he cums in my mouth, filling it with hot delicious cum.

I moan as I swallow him down, feeling the heat warming my chest as I keep him in my mouth as long as he’ll let me.

But before I can catch my breath, he hauls me to my feet like a crazed man, lifting me like I weigh nothing. I don’t even know what’s happening as he carries me across the room and then drops me onto the couch.

Oh. This.

He drops to his knees in front of me as he grabs my knees and spreads my legs open.

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