Page 29 of Heartless
I clamped her wrists.“Sweetheart, I’m good.”
She tipped her flushed face.“I want to do it, Jake.”
When she got my cock out, I was only partially hard, but she didn’t question it.
Fisting my dick, she whispered, “There’s a lot of you.”
Her manipulations were clumsy.Too hard or too soft.At this rate, it was going to take me forever to come.I took over.I got rid of my tee and grabbed her under the arms to tuck her to my side.
Taking her hand, I raised her palm to her face.“Lick it for me, sweetheart.Make it nice and wet.”
Her tongue stuck out, and she laved her palm.I curled it around my cock and wrapped my fingers over the back of her hand.
When I started jerking off with our hands, I shut my eyes.I stroked faster, and a whimpering sound came out of her.
Too fast for me to stop her, she jerked out of my hold and closed her mouth on the head of my cock.
Ah fuck.But a mouth was a mouth.
I fisted her hair at the back of her head and pushed it down.“That’s a good girl.Suck it, sweetheart.”
Her teeth made contact, and I winced.Fisting her hair, I visualized Margo on her knees.When my balls tightened, I yanked her head up.She gasped and made a mewling protest while I came over my gut.
She swiped the back of her hand over her mouth and grinned.“Did you like it?”
The girl couldn’t use her mouth for shit, and those fucking eyes didn’t help.
I kissed her forehead and got to my feet.“Gonna clean up.”
After tagging my tee from the floor, I headed to the bathroom and texted Sile.
Jake:Call me.
Back in the living room, she was picking up our glasses from the coffee table.
Her brows knit.“Is everything all right?”
My cell rang.Perfect timing.I mouthed, “A minute,” to her and stalked to the terrace.
“What’s up?”Sile asked.
“Needed an out.”
He laughed and hung up.
When I got back in, she was standing by the coffee table with her hands twisted in front of her.
“Sorry, sweetheart, I need to take care of something.I’ll take you home.”
Her mouth dropped.Fuck, she was going to nag.I edged closer and cupped her face.“Tonight was great.”I kissed her, forcing those eyes shut.
She touched my chest and smiled.“I had a great time, too.But you don’t have to drive me home, I’ll take a taxi.”
“I’ll order a car for you.Text me when you’re home, and I’ll call you tomorrow, sweetheart.”
“All right.Thank you again.”
After a kiss by the elevator, I texted Mort.Good fucking riddance, but the girl was precious cargo.
