Page 49 of Dating the DILF
I start to head in their direction, determined to get some answers but a delicate hand on my wrist stops me.
“They’ll tell us when they’re ready.”
I know she’s right butfuck me. My mind is blown.
So, instead we watch them walk across the lobby, side by side, their shoulders touching. But as they approach the exit, Adelaide takes his hand and looks to give it a squeeze before she drops it and takes a small step away from Gray, putting distance between them. They walk out of the hotel, and the minute their feet hit the pavement, they turn and walk in opposite directions, neither one of them glancing back.
We both stand there for a moment, shocked.
“Should we… maybe we shouldn’t—”
“Oh, fuck no,” I cut her off. “My kid brother is not cock-blocking me.”
To prove it, I press my body against hers and take her mouth in a fierce kiss, tugging her bottom lip between my teeth, I run my tongue along it, tasting her need.
Her hands roam over my chest and she breaks the kiss breathlessly. “Let’s go.”
The five minutes it takes to get to the room feels like five days, and by the time I slide the keycard through its slot, I’m painfully hard.
We only take one step into the room before I have her against a wall and my mouth latched to her neck. She tastes so fucking good and I can’t imagine myself ever tiring of this.
My hand slides down and the feel of her breast causes me to thrust against her, my need for release becoming urgent. She grabs me, squeezing my length and I grunt out a harsh groan against her skin.
I want to taste her pussy and then feel it grip me, pulsing around me while she comes, screaming my name.
Before I get a chance to do any of that, she slips out of my reach, falling to her knees.
She looks up at me, biting her lip almost nervously. What she sees must settle her nerves because in an instant her reticence is replaced with a look of need. Her nails are painted a pale purple and they stand out against my black pants, mesmerizing me as she urgently undoes my belt and lowers the zipper.
As much as I ache to be inside her, there is no way in hell I can stop this now. No way in hell Iwantto.
She pulls my pants and boxer briefs down in one smooth motion, and when my cock pops up, bobbing against my stomach, she licks her lips.
Licks. Her. Fucking. Lips.
She leans back on her heels, just looking at my dick likeshe’sthe lucky one in this situation. Not me, who’s about to enjoy the fuck out of those vivid red lips wrapped around my cock, but her.
The moment comes to an end, and with slow, measured movements, she removes her blouse and then her bra, tossing them somewhere behind me. Next, she pulls her skirt up, so it’s bunched around her waist, exposing her panty-less pussy to me.
Her eyes never leave my dick.
I have it in hand, jerking roughly, trying to control myself when she knocks my hand away. Her brows are furrowed as though she’s annoyed not to be touching me. I take a small step forward and bring my cock to her mouth, gently running it along her lips. Her mouth opens and I press forward, giving her just the tip. She closes her lips around it and swirls her tongue over the thick head. Heat rushes up my spine and I push in deeper. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks me off, and when she grabs my ass, her nails digging in, and pulls me to the back of her throat, I lose control. I thread my hands through her hair, pulling it out of the way so I have the perfect view of me fucking her mouth. Her hands slide around my hips, and while one grips my shaft, stroking where her mouth can’t reach, the other cups my balls. When she slides a finger lower, finding the spot that sends my orgasm forcefully rushing at me, I grit out a warning.
“I’m coming.”
She pulls back, her mouth popping off my cock just as it starts pulsing in her hand, sending streams of my cum over her tits.
She slows her strokes and looks up at me, her lust-glazed expression apologetic.
“Sorry about that,” she rasps out.
“About what?” My breathing is ragged, and I can’t tear my eyes away from the mess on her chest.
“Not swallowing.” She brings that lush fucking mouth of hers back to my dick and kisses the tip, smiling as it gives a small twitch of appreciation.
Dragging my gaze to meet hers, I shake my head and level her with a smirk.
“Charlie, your tits are covered in my cum. That just might be one of the best things I’ve ever seen in my life. Trust me, you have nothing to apologize for.”
