Page 98 of The Back Forty
She grins as she pulls the vibrator back, dragging it downwards again. “Do you like that?”
I exhale sharply, eyes fluttering shut for a second. “Yeah. I fucking think I do. It’s just—” I pause, shifting my hips and trying to gather myself. “It’s a wild sensation. Give me a second to adjust to the buzzing.”
She nods, eyes dancing with mischief, and I take the opportunity to grab her hips and pull her closer, my hands sliding down to her ass. I spread her cheeks, palming the soft weight of her, thumbing along the crease as I pull her thong to the side so I can access her tight hole.
“All right, darling,” I murmur, "I'm ready."
She brings the vibrator back down again, running it along my shaft, barely grazing, barely pressing, enough to make my thighs twitch and my breathing pick up. I can feel my balls tighten, the pressure starting to climb. Then she leans back just slightly and presses the humming tip right to the soft spot behind my sac, lowering the setting until it pulses in a slow, rhythmic thrum.
“F-fuck,” I groan, the word tearing from my throat as my hips jerk.
"Don't come too fast," she warns. And then she scoops her hair to one side, her eyes locking on mine as she lowers her mouth to my tip and takes me in her wet mouth, inch by inch, her lips hot and slick, her tongue flattening as she sucks me down.
I swear I see stars.
“Honey—” I dig my fingers into her ass harder; my thumbs brush over her rim. She squirms on top of me, her wet pussy dragging against my thigh as she works me deeper into her mouth, cheeks hollowing as she chokes a little around me. All the while, the buzz of that toy pulses against my balls, and it’s too much.
“Shit. Sweetheart, I’m gonna come. You can't tell me not to come too fast when you do that,” I warn, my voice raw and tight as my whole body tenses.
I’ve never felt anything like this before. No girl I’ve ever been with has done something like this—used a toy onmewhile she sucked me off like it’s her favorite thing in the world. It’s filthy and intimate and holyhellit’s hot having Dani do this.
She pulls back just for a second, spit glistening on her lips, a string of it still connecting us. I try to resist, try to breathe through it, but the second she lowers her mouth again, her eyes locked on mine, I lose it.
“In my mouth, daddy,” she mumbles against me, mouth full of my cock.
And then she swallows me whole again with a loud choke. With the toy still pulsing, the sight of her lips stretched around me, the sound of her gagging and trying to take it all but failing beautifully—I come like a fucking freight train. No warning, no slow build. Just release. Hard. Fast. Relentless. So much that thestrength of it chokes her and she pulls back, my seed dripping from her mouth, causing me to shoot the rest of my release straight into the air.
“Fuck,” I growl, yanking the toy away as she wraps her mouth back around me, licking me clean while my whole body shudders through the aftershocks. “Dani—fuck—slow down, girl.”
She doesn’t stop until I can’t take it anymore, until I’m too sensitive and twitching beneath her to think clearly. She finally pulls off with a smug, satisfied smile, and I reach up to brush her lips with my thumb, smearing the last of me across them before gently pushing it back into her mouth.
“Let me see your tongue.”
She opens wide, sticking it out, wet, white, and coated with me. I groan and lean up to kiss her, tasting myself on her lips, cursing under my breath the whole time that we didn’t start doing this sooner. Like, thirteen months ago sooner.
“I swear to God I shot some on the ceiling,” I mutter against her mouth.
She snorts and collapses beside me, laughter shaking her shoulders as I let my hand drift between her thighs.
“You find that funny?” I ask, smirking as I slide my fingers through the soaked heat of her pussy and drag the last of the fabric down off her legs.
Her grin widens. “I do. Imagine if someone was sleeping and they felt something wet drop on their face.”
I roll onto my side, then push down between her legs until I’m kneeling, face-to-thigh with her slick, greedy pussy. My cock is still pulsing from the orgasm she just wrung out of me, but the second I drag my tongue through her pussy, I feel myself hardening all over again.
“Well,” I murmur against her clit, sucking it into my mouth until she gasps, “guess I’ll have to buy this hotel then. Just to make sure no poor soul ends up with ceiling cum in their hair.”
“You wouldn’t,” she moans, arching against my mouth as I thrust two fingers into her, curling them up towards the sky.
I chuckle darkly, licking her again. “Honey, you havenoidea the lengths I’d go to for us.”
I stroke myself lazily in my free hand, the other working her pussy . Her legs tremble as I slide my tongue around her clit, building her up slowly, coaxing every moan and needy sound from her chest.
“You want to come on my tongue,” I murmur, rising, “or my cock?”
Her eyes flutter open, dazed and hungry. “Cock.”
I grin and grip her hips, lining myself up. “Good girl.”
