Page 132 of Of Pucking Course

He teases my clit faster and faster. After a minute, my legs are shaking, and the pleasure is too much.

“You’re gonna come hard for me, beautiful. Right fucking now.”

The words are barely out of his mouth before I’m coming once more. I scream around his cock as my second orgasm pummels me.

When I finally stop thrashing and start to come down, he slowly slides out of me. I look up and see the bulge in his jaw, his gaze hungry as he looks at me. He’s trying so hard to last as long as he can for me.

“Can I ride you now? Please?”

That hunger turns to fire. He steps over to his dresser, grabs a condom, and climbs onto the bed.

He hauls me onto his lap, kissing me hard. When we break apart, he rips the condom open with his teeth, then slides it on.

Then, with his hands on my waist, he glides me onto his dick.

Once I’m seated on top of him, we both groan. I claw my nails along his chest, overwhelmed by how good his dick feels inside of me and how much he stretches me out.

His eyes roll back as he digs his fingers into the fleshy part of my hips, stilling me.

He lets out a flustered chuckle. “I need a second,” he says. “You just feel so good.”

“So do you.” I lean down and trail kisses across his chest. He grabs my face and kisses me hard. His tongue swoops into my mouth, teasing against mine in a desperate rhythm. Like he can’t get enough of me. Like he’s starving and the only thing that will satisfy his hunger is me.

After a minute, I start to glide up and down his cock. He groans into my mouth. It’s not long before I’m bouncing on the end of his dick. The pressure inside of me builds and builds. I’m moaning and whimpering. Soon I’m screaming.

“Look at you milking my cock like a porn star,” he grunts.

A hot flush works its way all over my body. I feel so sexy, so turned on, so powerful, so wanted.

I’ve never felt this way with anyone before. Only Sam.

“You never did tell me what kind of porn you watch,” I grin down at him.

He blushes and offers a shy smile. “That’s because I didn’t want to freak you out.”

“Now I’m intrigued.” I slow my pace.

Intensity flashes in his gemstone eyes, and he grips my hips tighter. “You really wanna know?”

I nod.

“The women in the porn I watch look like you, Dakota. You’re my fantasy. You always have been.”

My breath catches right as my heart skids in my chest.

I lean down and kiss him, blown away by what he’s just admitted. Just then, my phone rings.

“Crap,” I say, breathless. “Here, I’ll get rid of that.”

I grab my phone, and then I freeze when I see Jake’s name on my screen.

Sam goes still underneath me. “What’s wrong?” He asks.

I look at Sam. “It’s Jake.” I decline the call, but a second later, he calls again.

I shake my head.

“He’s calling again?” Sam asks.

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