Page 108 of Revelry
She trailed her hand over the front of my jeans, pressing harder against my crotch before walking around me and skimming her hand over my ass, up my back and kneading into my shoulders. I groaned in pleasure as she worked the hard muscles there, the tension easing from me.
“Tell me where it aches,” she said, her voice low.
“Everywhere.”
She gripped my neck, digging her thumb into the base of my skull. “Here?”
My answering groan had her pressing her thumb in harder.
“What about here?” she asked, facing me once again and nipping my pec. My hands tunneled into her hair, the curls snaking around my fingers until I clenched, tightening my fist as her tongue danced across my skin.
“Definitely there.” My voice sounded strangled.
Gertrude pulled back, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she slowly lowered herself to her knees. My cock was about to wear a hole through my jeans it was so eager to get to her. Her eyes drifted down until they rested on my zipper, her palms grazing the leather chaps.
“What about here?” She looked up at me, the picture of innocence and I grunted as I nodded. She’d reduced me to little more than noises at this point, especially when she squeezed me tight through my jeans. My hands flexed at my sides, desperate to grab her but I held off.
This woman would be the death of me.
She pushed me towards the foot of the bed and I sank down willingly. Then she unzipped me, keeping eye contact the entire time as she kneeled between my thighs. When I was free, she engulfed the thick head in her warm mouth.
My breath burst from my lungs as she swirled her tongue over it, lapping and sucking until I was panting, her hair spread across my thighs. She cupped and squeezed my balls, pulsing in time with her hard sucks and stars exploded behind my eyes.
“Gertrude,” I warned, my hips lifting to meet her mouth. She gagged slightly and I eased off, not wanting to hurt her but my restraint was cracking. She released me with a pop and stared at me. Her grip circled my wet shaft and she pulsed her fist, squeezing and twisting her hand in slick pumps.
“Get up here, now,” I demanded, lifting her off the floor and onto me. She settled herself on my stomach and began to wriggle back down towards my pelvis.
“Uh, uh sugar.” I swatted her backside. “I said getuphere.”
She shot me a confused look, desire still shining bright. “I am?”
“No, right here.” I gripped her hips and pulled her up my body, settling her on my chest.
She placed her hands on her hips and I squeezed her ass. “What does this achieve?”
“Well if you shuffle your peachy butt just a little higher, you’ll see exactly what it achieves.” I quirked a brow at her.
“You want me to sit on your face?” she asked plainly.
I nodded. “I want you to sit on my face.”
She nibbled her lip. “Tate, I dunno. I’m a little heavier than most girls, what if I suffocate you?”
“You’re perfect and I’m sure I can handle it. I haven’t done this with anyone else and I don’t want to. Now stop coming up with excuses and sit on my fucking face, Gertrude.”
Her eyes flashed down at me as I told her what to do, remembering she said she liked that.
“Yes, Dr. Wilder,” she pouted, and I groaned.
Then she shuffled forward and lifted the bottom of her dress for me, showing me paradise. I ran my nose up the center of her damp panties, taking in her scent and she shuddered over me.
“Pull them to the side,” I growled and immediately her hand was delving between us and she slowly pulled her panties back to reveal her pussy. My hands gripped her ass and I pulled her to me, little gasps leaving her as I ran my tongue up the split of her in one hard stroke.
Then I proceeded to fuck her with my mouth, licking and sucking and pushing my tongue inside her before sliding up tostroke over her clit again and again until she was grinding down on me, crying out.
I gripped my cock and started jerking it while I ate at her, my hand stuttering as she whimpered above me. She reached down and gripped my hair, tugging slightly as she continued writhing. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life. I couldn’t take any more, I pulsed my fist harder and squeezed tight and felt my release crash into me, spurting over my stomach. I groaned into her pussy as I shuddered under her and then she was crying out and trembling, flooding my mouth.
“Oh my God,” she sighed, shuffling down my chest. “Are you alive? I didn’t suffocate you?”
