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Her mouth widened on a whimper and my hips surged forward. Her throat contracted around my cock and after a few more practiced strokes, she finally found her rhythm.
Stroking, sucking, teasing, she had me in a state of euphoria.
“So fucking good,” I praised as the tip of my cock grazed the back of her throat.
With my hand still clutching tightly onto the back of her head, I wanted my other touching her as well. So lowering the other hand on a wince, I cradled her cheek and wiped away at the tears she had from gagging on me.
Such a stunning sight, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her.
“Look at you, Doe. So fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth.”
Her answer was a low, vibrating moan.
I knew I was getting close, but I didn’t want this to end. I held on as long as I could, but it was a nearly impossible task to do.
It didn’t make it any easier when I had Doe peering up at me under her lashes with a look that told me she wanted much more than my cock in her mouth.
“You’re going to make me come in your mouth if you keep looking at me like that,” I warned, and in return, she took me in deeper.
Her lips were made for this.
Made for me—and I fully intended on showing her that mine was just as lethal.
My toes began to curl from the intensity of my impending orgasm and I almost fell onto my ass because of it. Her motions were becoming more vigorous, more determined, and soon I was on the precipice of destruction.
Then with the hold I had on her head, I brought her back down onto my cock one last time before I erupted.
Before I let everything go and filled her throat with my cum.
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Ihad sent a quick text to Kate, letting her know I wouldn’t be home tonight. Only a few seconds later she responded with a winky face, heart, and a “Be safe.”
I was in the safest place in the world right now.
With Mal’s hand resting on my thigh, his eyes firmly on the road, I knew there was nowhere else I’d rather be. The taste of him still lingered in my mouth and a growing anticipation for what would come next had my thighs clenching tightly.
“You okay?” He glanced over at me with worried eyes before turning his attention back onto the road.
I was better than okay.
Relieved, happy, I finally felt like all the missing pieces in my life were finally falling into place.
“Yes, are you?” I asked while threading my hand with his. He immediately widened his fingers on my thigh to accommodate mine.
“I’m more than okay, Doe.”
My heart fluttered.
Staring at his profile, I couldn’t help but smile.
A real one that I felt deep in my bones. He had taken a quick shower in the locker room before we left, so his dark locks were somewhat slicked back off his forehead.
He looked good.
Comfortable.
