Page 71 of Mad Rivals
She breaks our kiss and bends down. Her hands never leave my cock, and she holds me around the base of my cock, wrapping her thumb and forefinger around me as best she can with my size, taking my balls in her palm as she starts to stroke me. She stops at the tip of my cock, and she licks the bead of precum that’s already formed there. Her tongue flattens as she licks me from tip to base, and she follows the movement with her fist around me.
“Jesus,” I mutter, drawing out theesound at the feel of her mouth on me.
She sucks my tip between her lips, and I feel like I’m about to shoot four days’ worth of buildup to the back of her throat. She feels so fucking amazing, and it’s just the tip. Then she deep throats me, taking me all the way back until the tip she just had between her lips bumps the back of her throat, and I grip onto the back of her head to hold myself there for a few seconds. I let go, and she sucks in a breath before we do it again.
“Do you like it when my cock fills your mouth?” I ask, and she looks up at me, and I’m fucking done.
Is there a more beautiful sight than my cock in this woman’s mouth while she looks up at me with that begging look in her eyes like she wants me to give her everything I have?
I shift my hips back to let her answer.
“I love it. But I love it more when it’s filling my pussy.” She’s panting, and she pulls me right back into her mouth as soon as the words are out.
Holy fuck.
“We have all weekend for that,” I grit out, my jaw clenched as I force myself to hold off. “And right now, I want to fuck your mouth.”
I start to move, shifting my hips back into her, and she simply opens her mouth and accepts it. She keeps her fingers around the base of my cock with my balls nestled in her hand, and the other hand follows the path I make as I move in and out of her mouth each time.
Her mouth is hot and wet and perfect, and when our eyes meet again, I’m fucking done. She’s looking up at me with all this innocence and need, as if she can’t quite get enough of me even though I’m stuffing her mouth with my cock, and she’s just so fucking pretty like that on her knees for me.
“Fuck,” I mutter as I feel my balls draw up. She seems to get more enthusiastic in her sucking, as if she can tell I’m about to lose it. “I’m gonna come,” I say, a little warning in case shedoesn’t want my seed going down her throat, and she doesn’t shift a fucking centimeter as my body erupts.
White-hot jets of cum spill out of me, and I feel her swallow around me as my climax goes on and on for what feels like forever. Her mouth is pure magic, and she swallows down every last drop I have to give. She licks me clean like she can’t get enough, and it’s just one more thing to pull me even closer to her.
I’m fucking spent, and she hasn’t removed a stitch of clothing yet.
She gently lets me go, and she pushes to her feet. “I just love my first time in San Diego so far,” she says, her voice hoarse and low as her eyes meet mine. She winks at me, and then she takes off for the restroom.
I grab the towel from the floor and wipe myself off as I can’t help but think I’m growing to like this town more and more with every visit.
CHAPTER 28: Kennedy Van Buren
Lock and Key
Well, I’ve never done that before. I’ve never just shown up at a guy’s hotel room and sucked his dick the second I walked into the room.
I guess I’m experiencing a lot of firsts with Madden Bradley.
He’s making me want to experience so much more with him, and maybe we can do whatever we want here in San Diego. We can be whoever we want since we don’t have the threat of our fathers hanging over us out here.
Maybe we could even go on a date. We don’t have to be secretive here the way we do back home.
And if we’re caught and exposed? We’re working on the SCS project together. We have that excuse, at least…not that my father would necessarily buy that. And Madden is a celebrity. He could be recognized. Maybe a date is a bad idea.
Still, we have the entire weekend ahead of us, and we’ve never had the promise of this amount of time together. Between his brother crashing at his place and both of our busy schedules this week, I’ve relied on our text conversations for the last few nights. But it’s nothing compared to being in the same room as him.
It’s a little terrifying, but I think it might be time to make the admission that I’m more than just a little interested in him. I’m pretty sure this is falling.
I can’t recognize it for sure since it’s never happened to me before, but it sure as hell feels like that’s what it is.
I’m standing by the balcony doors looking out over a gorgeous view of palm trees with water in the distance when Madden walks into place beside me. He’s dressed now, and he slips his arm around my shoulders. I lean into him. It’s easy, and it feels right. It feelsgood.
“Are you hungry?” he asks softly, and he leans over and presses his lips to my temple.
I rest my head on his shoulder as I nod. “Yeah, I could eat.”
“Want me to order something in?”
