She groaned, cheeks flushing. “You’re never allowed to talk again.”
“Then you better keep my mouth busy.” I whispered, smiling.
I leaned down and kissed her, slow, deep, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
Her fingers curled into my chest like she didn’t know how else to hold on. Then she bit my lip and said, “How about keepingminefull?”
I didn’t even get a word out before she shoved me back toward the fridge and dropped to her knees. I stared down at her, stunned and breathless, watching her fingers tear my briefs down with terrifying ease.
“Jesus.”
She sank to her knees, dragging it with her, mouth already watering as she freed me. Her eyes locked on mine. She took me in slowly, wet, hot, saliva slick against my cock.
Her lips wrapped around it, warm and tight, tongue swirling, sucking, biting just enough to make me shudder. I grabbed her hair, fingers tangling in the strands as she pushed deeper, relentless, desperate, sloppy with spit.
I pushed her closer, sliding a hand behind her neck and pressing her down harder. Just enough to make her jaw tense, her breathing hitched. My breath caught in my throat as Iwhispered, “You like that? Can you fucking breathe with my cock in you like this?”
Her eyes fluttered closed, then snapped open.
Fucking beautiful.
I slid my hand lower, gripping her chin, forcing her head up slightly so I could watch the way her throat moved, struggling for air but still taking me in, willing and wild.
Gasping, but not asking for anything.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, choking on it.”
She struggled around me, hand clutching my thigh, nails digging in, trying to hold on as I pushed harder. And her pretty mouth welcomed the thrusts.
Until she stops and smiles while licking it. “Say it,” she murmured, lips brushing the tip before she took me in slowly, teasing.
I groaned, fingers tangling in her hair. “Say what?”
Her eyes locked on mine, dark and daring. “Partner, please.Beg for it.”
I pressed back against the wall. “Fuck... partner,please.”
She nodded and opened her pretty lips again. And then I fucked her mouth harder, deeper, the slick drag of saliva making every thrust torturous and relentless.
Her jaw clenched and shifted around me, wet and warm, her tongue swirling in sloppy circles. I was lost in the sound of her breathing, the little gasps, the wet smack of skin sliding against skin.
Music to my ears.
I couldn’t even hear the background noise, the other song playing now. I can’t even tell what it is.
My hands tangled in her soft curls, pulling her closer until the fridge behind me was entirely cold against my back.
Then, without a word, I yanked her up, grabbed her thighs, and lifted her like she was nothing but weightless. Her legswrapped around my waist tight and instinctive, and she laughed low, breath rough and broken.
Perfect.
I kissed her, messy and desperate, like trying to swallow every part of her. Bare skin pressed against bare skin, the heat of her cunt burning against me as her mouth didn’t stop.
I didn't want to stop.
Still holding her, I pushed her back against the fridge. The cold bit through the heat, and I pushed myself into her, slow,horriblyslow. Not inside, just pressure against it, enough to make her whimper softly and gasp. My fingers curled around her throat, just enough to feel her pulse racing beneath my palm. Just enough to see her cheeks turn red, her scarredder.
Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful.