Page 113 of False Play
I kneeled in front of her, spread her long, delicious legs wide, and dived in. My tongue found her clit and twirled it, followed by a long and relaxed suck. She trembled and tried to close her legs, but I gripped her thighs and kept them in place as I continued to lick, twirl, and suck every inch of her. Tartness with a hint of sweetness coated my tongue, and I was dizzied by it.
“Your cunt tastes fucking delicious,” I groaned against her pussy then flattened my tongue against it and licked it whole.
“Then be a good boy and keep eating your dessert,” she replied huskily. Unashamed and unapologetically.
My cock twitched at her words.Fuck, that was hot.I didn’t know Kennedy was capable of being this bold in bed. The more time we spent together, the more she came out of her shell, and I was like an excited dog, eager for more.
Don’t get me wrong, I loved to be dominant, but when Kennedy called me a good boy? When she stood her ground and ordered me around? I waseagerto obey. If she ever decided to take the reins completely, I’d let her. I’d let her do anything she wanted.
I kept my mouth on her, savoring everything her pussy had to offer, and she threaded her fingers through my hair and tugged it when I found a particularly sensitive spot. I kept the pace, determined to only make her come with my mouth. With a few sucks and slurps, then some quick flicks with my tongue around her clit, her legs shook with a loud cry of my name. Herclimax coated my tongue, and I kept licking it off, not wanting to waste a single drop. I enjoyed eating pussy as much as the next guy, but this…this was different. It possessed me with a hunger that was impossible to satisfy.
“Henry, stop. I can’t anymore.” Kennedy tugged my hair and pushed my head back. “I’m too sensitive.”
I took a breath, followed by a grin. “I’m not done with you yet. I’m dying to fuck you against that window while you have my jersey on.”
She started at the floor-to-ceiling living room windows then at me. Her eyes were heated and a delicious, darker shade of brown. “That sounds…”
“Hot?Oh, yeah.” I stood to my full height. “But first, on your knees, Kennedy. Time to pay for the little stunt you did in the car.”
She hopped out of the counter. Her fingertips found the hem of my shirt, and she got rid of it. Her manicured nails trailed feather-light touches across my chest and abdomen. It burned like a low fuse sparking beneath my skin, and I craved more of it.
“You’re acting as if you hated it. But let’s be real for a sec here…” She dropped to her knees and made quick work of my jeans and boxers. My cock was so painfully hard, I was already leaking some pre-cum. She gripped my length and licked it off with a torturously slow lick. I groaned. “If I told you to crawl, you would. Wouldn’t you, pretty boy?” Her tongue darted and licked the full side of my length. “I think you like obeying.” She stared at me with those big, angelic eyes of hers, but her smile was wicked, like a devil in disguise. Without an ounce of shame or breaking eye contact, she opened her mouth wide and flattened her tongue, taking me as deep as she could. The head of my cock hit the back of her throat, and she gagged, but even then, her eye contact remained steady.
My brain short-circuited. I was a fucking goner, and all I could do was whimper and moan, “Kenny, fuck.” The way her hot, wet mouth felt against me was like dipping into pure, molten bliss and every bit sinful.
Kennedy’s head bobbed as she continued to take me. Saliva ran down the sides of her mouth, and her eyes watered, but my girl was no quitter. She gripped what was left of my length with her hands and moved them in sync with her head. Every time she bobbed her head back, she twirled her tongue around the head of my cock, and every time she went in deep, her teeth slowly grazed my length. The sensations were inexplicable and every bit explosive.
I sank my fingers into her curls, loving the way they filled my hand. We always fit perfectly, Kennedy and I, like two puzzle pieces who were never meant to be apart.
The thought made my chest swell with excitement and relief.
My balls tingled, so I tightened my core and gritted my teeth to hold myself back. But Kennedy’s mouth wasoutof this world. She wouldn’t let up. She just kept sucking, and slurping, and making those gagging sounds like she couldn’t get enough. Her thighs clenched, and she started writhing, her pussy seeking some friction.
“Does sucking my cock make you wet?” I asked huskily. “You’re desperate to come again, aren’t you, greedy girl?”
She hummed against my length with a nod, and the vibration was like electricity swimming through my body. It was too powerful, so I fisted her hair tighter and took my cock out of her mouth. My hands gripped her hips, and I picked her up, wrapping her legs around my waist in one swift motion as I kissed her desperately. Hungrily. Kissing her was like feeding a side of me that had been hungry for most of my life, and Kennedy was the only recipe capable of taming the relentless want.
I somehow managed to find one of the windows and pushed her against it. My cock pressed against her wet, slick cunt. My whole body trembled with eagerness to fill her to the tilt. “Fuck, wait. The condom.” I was ready to let her go, but she clung to me like a koala.
“I…” She sighed, mulling over her words. “I took a test after, you know, the breakup, and I was clear. And I’m on birth control.”
My eyes met hers in shock. Was she suggesting…?Fuck. I hoped she was.
“Only if you want to, Henry. I don’t want to pressure you into anything,” she continued softly.
“I got tested at the beginning of the season, and it was clear, too. I’ve never done it without one.” I gulped, trying to hide my excitement. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “I trust you.”
Those three little words coming from the woman who I knew didn’t trust easily were like a heavy weight pressed against my chest. Something I knew I’d treasure for the rest of my life, even if it was the last thing I did.
I was already in deep when it came to her, but something had shifted in this moment. Like she was finally leaning in, too. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but it made me believe we were moving forward…together.
Hope took flight in my chest like there was no tomorrow. All I could do was collide our mouths together, wishing my kisses were clear. Wishing they conveyed how determined I was to make this thing between us work. Even if I was afraid, because even though all these feelings I had been sifting through were very much real, there were dark parts of me who believed I wasn’t capable of having something good.Not with a woman as perfect as Kennedy.
Don’t dwell on it now. Stay in the fucking moment.
With my forehead resting against hers, I lifted her slightly and bottomed out inside her slowly. Our breaths hitched in sync. My body stiffened, and I shut my eyes and bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted copper.
