Page 55 of When We Collide

“Spread your legs wider,” I urge, watching as she follows my instructions without hesitation. “Good girl, oh, come here.” I whisper, pulling her down onto my face and breathe in her intoxicating scent. “Now fuck my face until I'm drowning in your cum.” With a whimper, she grinds herself onto my waiting mouth and I give her a slow, teasing lick from her entrance all the way up to her swollen clit.

The taste of her arousal explodes on my tongue, momentarily overpowering my senses and leaving me lightheaded.

Jeyla's gasps and moans fill the room as she reaches out to grip the back of the sofa, her body writhing sensually against my mouth. I can feel her hips rocking in time with my tongue, each motion pushing her closer to the peak of pleasure that I can see building within her. My hands roam over her body, exploring every curve and dip, kneading her perfect ass and pulling her down harder against my mouth.

I pause to suck on her engorged clit and she lets out a whimper of pleasure. “Ohh fuck, Dean, I'm gonna come,” she cries out in ecstasy. But I have no intention of stopping now. I want more of her.

My tongue flicks back and forth against her clit, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. Slowly, I slide two fingers inside her tight, dripping cunt and target her g-spot with precision. Jeyla throws her head back in rapture and cries out again.

I can feel her muscles tighten around my fingers as she nears the brink of orgasm. I continue to stimulate her relentlessly, wanting to prolong this moment for both of us. Finally, with a loud moan, Jeyla reaches the peak and floods my fingers and face with her release. As she rides out the waves of pleasure, chanting my name again and again I watch in awe and satisfaction. The way my name rolls of her tongue while she climaxes sends an electric shockwave straight to my cock which pulses perilously with need.

There isn’t a woman on this earth that can or will ever affect me the way Jeyla does. There have been times she’s made me come just by watching her orgasm.

As she basks in the aftermath of her orgasm, I savour every single drop of her release. Her body jumps and shudders as my tongue continues to lightly glide over her sensitive clit, elicitinggasps and whines from her. Her green eyes, glistening like emeralds, gaze down at me with a mixture of pleasure and awe. “Dean...” she breathes out, but I can’t stop myself. “Please... stop,” she pleads, unable to resist my insistent ministrations.

My lips continue their gentle caresses on her clit, causing her eyes to roll back and her body to arch in ecstasy. “I can't do that, baby,” I whisper against her skin, my fingers tracing patterns on her inner thighs. “You know how much I value aftercare.”

“Aftercare?” Jeyla pants, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Who said we’re done?” my brows rise and I stare up at her. Jeyla smiles prettily, “Take me to the stars, Captain.”

Oh, fuck.

Upon hearing those words, I can feel the beast shaking awake inside of me. In one swift motion I flip Jeyla onto her back and I’m crawling over her, my eyes staring intently into hers.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” Jeyla nods, reaching down her soft hand curls around my cock and she strokes my length from base to tip. I stare into her eyes, “Beg,” Jeyla’s eyes light up and she licks her lips. “Beg for it,”

“Dean, please…”

The slow stroke of her thumb over the ridge of my cock is driving me crazy and I want nothing more than to fill that pretty fucking mouth. Leaning close enough that my lips are touching hers, I speak in a low gruff tone that I know she can’t resist. “Use your words, baby girl. I want to hear you.”

“Please, fuck me, Daddy.”

A low groan escapes my throat and I push my hips forward, my body needing more of her touch. “Have you missed being fucked like Daddy’s dirty little whore?”

Jeyla’s eyes darken with desire. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Open up that pretty little mouth.” Jeyla’s lips part as I shuffle forward and lean over her, brushing my cock over her soft full lips. “Now show me how desperate you are for Daddy’s cock.” Jeyla’s tongue darts out and flicks over the ridge of my cock, licking teasingly before she takes me deeper into her mouth. “Ohfuck, JJ!”

“Hey, bro.”

My brother looks up from the hood of his car when he hears me and then goes right back to fiddling with the engine. “Hey.”

“You alright?” Oz nods, reaching over to pick up a wrench that’s sitting on the side.

“Yeah, I’m good,” he answers casually as he loosens the nut with the wrench and gives me an inquisitive look. “Areyoualright?”

Fuck. I hate this. I can face off with hostiles pointing guns in my faces and I won’t bat an eyelid, but having this conversation with Oz is making me nervous as shit. “Yeah, I’m good. Came to visit mum and thought I’d check in on you. Not seen much of you around since I’ve been back.”

Oz nods, keeping his eyes cast down as he uses a dirty rag to wipe the engine oil that’s leaked off of the cambelt. “I know, I’ve been busy with work, end of year exams is coming up soon, so I’ve been prepping for that too. How you feeling now everything is over? You all settled back in at home?”

Sighing, I shove my hands into the pockets of my jeans and shrug. The tension in the air is stifling. “Yeah, I’m all right. Relieved, mostly. It’s been a hectic week, but it’s nice to be home and to have some sense of normalcy again.” Oz’s head bops up and down from under the hood as he nods in understanding. “I was uh, hoping you and I could sit and talk for a minute.”

“Talk about what?”

“You know, me being back, you and Jeyla... we just sort of left things up in the air. It’s clear you’re keeping your distance which is fine, but Jeyla and DJ really miss you, bro.”

Oz drops the dirty rag that he’s holding and leans against the car while he regards me closely. “I miss them too, but a lot has happened lately and the last thing I want is to cause any issues for you and Jeyla. I love you both and I promise you there’s no animosity or resentment toward either of you. I just think me staying away for a while is what’s best right now for all of us. You know me, I don’t like awkward shit.”

“You know I would have stepped aside if Jeyla had reciprocated your feelings.”

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