Page 68 of Sin Wagon
“No. I’m in a dress and sandals, Wells. My ankles have disappeared, and my belly feels like it’s expanding by the minute,” I reply, feeling self-consciousness.
“It’s sexy,” he says, his voice thick with admiration.
“Whatever you say, babe,” I reply with a smile. I’m not sure I completely believe him, but his gaze is so intense, it makes me feel beautiful.
He scoops me up and places me gently on the bed. He kisses me, then his hands explore my body, pulling my dress off and removing my sandals. I shiver as his fingers trail over my skin.
“No bra?” he asks, his eyes dark with desire.
“Not comfy,” I tell him honestly.
“I like,” he growls before dipping his head and sucking a nipple into his mouth.
His tongue flicks up and down against my hardened peak, making my eyes roll back.
“You taste so good,” he rumbles.
“I want to taste you. You’ve not let me yet. Let me suck your cock, Wells.” I’m practically begging, but I don’t care. I want him in my mouth in the worst way.
“I think I will,” he replies. I gasp as I feel his body leave mine and he undoes his jeans and pushes them down.
“Suck,” he breathes. I glance up and catch him staring down at me, his hand stroking his shaft. He has a hungry gleam in his eyes as he licks his lips.
I drop to my knees in front of him, gripping his cock and sticking my tongue out to lick the pre-cum off the tip. Hissing, he tangles his hand in my hair. “Suck me like a good girl.”
I suck him between my lips and swirl my tongue around his tip. My reward is a deep exhale and a salty taste in my mouth. I work my tongue on the bottom of Wells’ shaft as I take him deeper.
“God, your mouth is sin,” he praises.
Whimpering, a gush of arousal drips down my thighs. My eyes flick up to Wells, who's watching me closely. He’s biting his lower lip, lids heavy as his chest rises and falls quickly.
“Keep going, baby,” he mutters, thrusting into my mouth.
Gagging, my eyes water, and my jaw throbs with pain.
“You’re doing so good. So fucking good,” he groans and the praise has me sucking harder.
Moaning, I work Wells over faster.
“Shit!” he hisses as my teeth scrape along his dick.
I pull off his cock but look up at him with my mouth open, letting him know I still want it.
Grabbing him, I jerk him quickly up and down, twisting at the tip before I come back down. A minute later, his cock twitches, sending ropes of cum onto my tongue.
“You’re amazing. Now lie back and let me make you feel good.”
I blush, biting the inside of my cheeks. I’m embarrassingly drenched for him right now. But I obey like a good little girl and roll to my back. Wells wastes no time in grabbing my legs and pulling me closer to the edge of the bed where he’s standing, holding my legs up.
The tip of his cock presses against my slick opening.
“So stunning. And mine. All mine,” he growls before thrusting forward.
I’m biting my cheek so hard to hold back a scream that I taste copper in my mouth.
“So damn tight,” he snarls, pulling out and thrusting back in causing my eyes to roll back.
His grunts, and growls only fuel the fire building in my belly.
