Page 80 of My Turn Petal
I nibble at his swollen bottom lip one more time.
“Please put the helmet on.” He tied his helmet to the backpack in case I wanted to be chased by a masked man.
I release it and hand it to him before I kneel.
He grunts and tugs at the belt.
I moan in return.
Satisfied with myself, I push his shirt up a little, lick a line down his happy trail, and drag my fingers over his bulge.
He cups the side of my face, dragging his thumb across my lips, then, grinning and putting his helmet on. “Now, suck my cock like a good girl.”
I can track the thickness of his cock from inside his jeans.
I open his zipper and lower his jeans and boxers. As the waistband drags over his erection and his cock bounces out in front of my face, I lick my lips.
He is fully erect and glistening, waiting for me to take him inside my mouth.
Stroking him back a forth, I lick the tip when my hands glide in the opposite direction which drives him crazy. And occasionally, I give him tiny suctions.
“Oh… you’re so bad, petal.” He groans, pulling the belt. “Take all of me like the obedient girl you are.”
Taking him deep into my throat, I gag around his cock—drool leaks from the corner of my mouth when my tongue spirals around him.
Theo starts rolling his hips and thrusting in and out.
My eyes burn and glisten as tears escape them.
He growls from someplace so deep within him, and it cloaks me. The fullness of his cock inside my mouth fills something inside me. I swirl my tongue around his length, tasting every inch of him.
He slows the pace, allowing me to suck his cockhead. “Fuck.”
I gag and salivate around him, hearing him cursing at the wind. “Harder. I want to feel those lips devour me.”
Fixing my angle, I hollow my cheeks and rock my head back and forth as I squeeze his balls and play with them.
The slurping sound we create together arouses every fucking part within me.
“Frankie,” his voice is strained as ropes of cum fill my throat.
My tongue swims in his cum as I swallow it down, looking up at him.
He quickly opens the helmet visor to look at me and his eyes are high on this like mine. Sparkling.
“I know you love it when my name drips down your chin, and you savor my taste with each drop.” Theo pulls out, fixing himself, and shoving the visor back down with one finger.
He crutches down, shoving his fingers into my opening to gather my arousal, and pushes them into my mouth, “You earned it.”
I slowly suck his fingers and taste us both on my tongue as I snap another stick.
Theo chuckles, “You like them, huh?”
I nod, mouth filled with his two fingers.
He presses his thumb on my clit, and a strangled scream gets caught in my throat. “No one will hear you, petal. I’m going to enjoy your little muffled screams.”
Ravaging and tending my pussy, he sets my soul on fire.
