Page 77 of Your Biggest Downfall
“We’re not?” Austin cocked his head to the side in confusion.
“No.” I raised my eyebrows and trailed my hands down his wet body. He was chiseled. “You have like a billion-pack.”
Austin let out a small laugh, but it came out raspy and sexy. My hands went down to the hair grazing the top of his dick.
He gasped and grabbed my wrist. “Are you sure? I want to take you inside.” His throat worked as he swallowed. “I want to do this right by you.”
“Then let me lead.” I wrapped my fingers around his cock, sliding my hand to the base.
“Fuuuuck,” he moaned and rolled his head up toward the sky.
I used his hips to steady me as I got down to my knees. “Look at me,” I demanded.
Austin looked down, and my mouth was right at his cock. I darted my tongue out, lapping the precum beading on his head like I was parched.
My eyes widened as our gazes met.
Not thinking.
“My way,” I said, pausing before the corners of my lips turned into a devious grin.
I could take it all back and rewrite this story. I was the narrator in my own life, and I would start right here.
“All yours, Supernova.”
I wrapped my mouth around his cock, and he let out a deep, low groan. I kept my jaw relaxed, allowing myself to get used to the sensation of his thick cock filling my mouth. The last time, I was too high to remember how it felt—and it hadn’t even made it to my mouth.
“Can I touch you?” The words rumbled in his chest, dripping with wanton need, making it clear how much he craved the connection.
I nodded, unable to talk as his finger threaded through my curls. “So fucking wet. Your mouth was made for me, Nova girl.”
With his praise and encouragement, I slowly took him in, my mouth exploring every inch of his shaft from base to tip. I adjusted to the fullness, relishing the way he felt in my mouth. The sand crunched beneath me, and when I made the mistake of looking up at him, I found his hooded blue eyes locked on me, watching intently as I licked and sucked him, savoring him like he was the first course in a nine-course meal he’d had yet to serve.
He curled his fingers into my hair, and I started sucking him, letting the tip of his cock hit my throat. My hands explored, following the rhythm my mouth was setting, pumping him with my mouth and hands.
“Such a good girl,” Austin praised, his grip tightening in my hair. He held onto me like he needed me to keep himself grounded.
I kept working him with my mouth, my hand guiding me to take him deeper, faster, and with more intensity. I reached my other hand up to cup his hanging balls, gently massaging them between my fingers at first. His groan of satisfaction urged me on, making me squeeze tighter as I took him even deeper. I wasdetermined to be the best he’d ever had—to make this moment unforgettable. I was reclaiming this experience for both of us.
“I’m going to come.” He let out a loud groan that reverberated in the air around us.
I pulled off his cock, keeping my hand on him, languidly pumping him a few times.
“Supernovaaa,” he cried.
“Come,” I demanded.
He tried to shift, aiming to finish on my chest, but I kept a firm grip on his cock, like holding a leash. I shook my head and positioned myself so he’d have to cream all over my face.
Make it unforgettable.
“I can’t control it, Nova.”
“Don’t then. Be a good boy and come on my face.”
That was all he needed. Warm liquid landed on my face as he moaned deeply, the sound vibrating through me. His cum dripped down my body, congealing in the sand beneath me.
When he finished, he collapsed to his knees, bringing us face-to-face. My eyes were closed, still lost in the aftermath, so I didn’t see what he was doing until his fingers wiped my eyelids clean. Then, without hesitation, he licked the cum from my face, his breath hot against my skin.
