Page 87 of Infatuated as They Come
She whined, pressing her face to my thigh before looking up at me through her lashes. “Sawyer.”
I laughed lowly, brushing a hand along her hair. “Why are you all shy now, hm?”
“I want… I want you to…”
“Yeah?”
She chewed at her bottom lip. My sweet, shy girl. She couldn’t say it. But the way she had put my hands in her hair like that, placing them right at the back of her head, had given me a slight clue.
“You want me to fuck your mouth, honey?” I asked.
Whining, she gave me a little nod. “Mhm.”
I grunted, fingers combing through her silky hair. “Oh, you’re bein’ so fuckin’ sweet to me. You sure you want that?”
“I want it,” she whispered, blinking up at me. “Want you to feel good. You take such good care of me, Sawyer. I wanna take care of you too…”
“Youreallywant me to fuck that little mouth?” I asked.
“Yeah.” She kissed the tip of my cock. “Really bad.”
I stood up, hands unbuckling the rest of my belt and pushing my jeans down far enough for Holly to get what she wanted. My eyes lowered to my cock and I groaned at the array of lipstick prints she had given me. Pink marks in the perfect shape of her pouty lips covered me from my base to my swollen tip.
“That’s such a nice fuckin’ gift. Come here, wrap those pretty lips around my cock.” She listened, her pouty lips parting to suck the head of my cock into her mouth. I kept my hands in her hair, sliding my hands through those thick locks, my nails gently scraping at her scalp. “You ready?”
“Mhm,” she whined around me.
“Tap my leg if you want me to stop, okay?” I waited for her to give me a little nod before easing into her inch by inch, watching her as she watched me. Those pretty fucking eyes blinked up at me, her lashes all dark and long and her lips all soft and her cheeks so pink. I moved in a little bit further, waiting to hear that gagging sound again, because that meant I had gone too fast and too hard.
“This okay?” I asked.
“Mm,” was the only noise I got out of her.
My hands moved down to the sides of her face, my thumbs brushing against her cheeks as I gave her easy strokes. Softly, slowly, gently. She keptletting out little mewls and they just made me grunt, my cock throbbing inside of her mouth. I felt her hands on mine, moving them to the back of her head once again, her eyes big as she gave me the tiniest, little nod. The go ahead toreallyfuck her mouth.
“You sure?” I asked, teeth gritted. “You want it like that?”
She nodded again, her hands yanking at the ends of my shirt, like she was trying to drag me in closer.
“Okay, okay. I’ll fuck that pretty mouth since you want it so bad,” I muttered, pulling out that little bit and pushing back in. I moved faster. Faster than I usually would have with Holly. But she just whined, letting my cock slide deep into her mouth. I did it again, picking up the pace, letting my cock fill up her mouth. “You doing good, baby? This feel good?”
She was moaning right around me, looking so damn pretty as she locked eyes with me. I held her in place as I pumped my cock in and out of her mouth, feeling her spit coating me the more I took her. Those fucking noises. They kept getting to me. Her little whimpers and moans, the slick sound of my cock filling up her mouth, how she was so damn eager to take care of me, the way that necklace rested just above her perfect tits. I could see her thighs pressed together, her fingers fidgeting against them, looking like she needed some relief too.
“You wanna touch yourself?” I asked. “You can do that, sweetheart. Want you to get off too.”
She pulled her mouth off me with a heavy breath, a filthy string of spit connecting the tip of my cock to her plump lips. Reaching up, she dragged her fingers through all of that spit, eyes all pretty and glazed over as she moved her hand right in between her thighs. A second later, her lips were back on my cock.
“Christ, fuck, you’re killing me,” I said with gritted teeth. “Rub that little clit. Want you to cum with my cock in your mouth. Can you do that for me?”
All I got was a moan in response. She played with her little pussy as I went back to fucking her mouth, sliding in and out of her, my hands softly placed at the back of her head. Her moans were getting louder, my eyesstuck on the way she kept a finger pressed to herself, circling so fast and hard. She reached up with her free hand, tugging at my shirt.
“That’s it.” I groaned. “Keep going for me. Need you to cum first. Need you to do it for me first.”
My cock throbbed as she kept going, my balls heavy and full as she let me work in and out of her soft mouth. It was a struggle to keep my eyes open, to watch her. Pure hunger and greed were taking over as I pushed into her, and that was when I heard Holly moaning wildly around my cock. She was coming undone for me right there on her knees, her finger still on her clit, her lips staying firmly wrapped around me.
The fact that she had cum with my cock buried inside her mouth was too fucking much for me. I grunted, hissing as I pulled my length out of her mouth, my hand on my slick cock as I pumped it up and down. Holly stuck her tongue out, offering me a soft, pink invitation, and it was with a deep grunt that I lost it right then and there.
I looked down at her, at how she was still panting, how there was a lazy, post orgasm, blissful look in her eyes as I started to paint her tongue in cum. “Good fucking girl,” I hissed. “Just like that.”
