Page 85 of Catch
“Once we can get rid your friends, yes.”
“Wait.”
What? I pull my hand out of his pants, wondering if I did or said something wrong.
Until Jett turns around, hooks one leg over my hip, and kisses the everloving fuck out of me. He sucks on my tongue, and I grab his ass, pulling him in tight and rocking my hips against his. I angle my head for a deeper connection because I can’t get enough of his taste. I don’t know how long we make out, but I swear I could come from kissing him.
When I take a moment to catch my breath, I cup his face with my hand, and using my thumb, smear precum over his lips. Jett’s tongue flicks out, and when he sucks my finger into his mouth, it’s like a live wire connects my hand and my dick. My cock is painfully hard, and I can’t help the desperate groan that rumbles out of my chest. Every experience withJett is more than sexy, it’s erotic, making my pulse pound with a need that’s fiercer than anything I’ve ever known.
“You’re so fucking incredible.”
Jett shakes his head and gives my finger one last lick before he pulls away.
“What are you—” I start, but pause when I realize Jett’s dropping to his knees.
He quickly unzips my jeans and delves his callused hand inside to grip my cock.
“I need to taste you,” he moans. “Can’t wait.”
“Fucking hell, Sugar.”
Wrapping one hand around the base of my cock, Jett leans forward, his hot breath kissing the tip of my throbbing dick. My body is rigid with anticipation. Shit, I’ve been outplayed.
“Oh fuck, oh God.”
Jett looks up at me with those incredible eyes, and I’m a goner. And when he sucks the head of my dick in his hot, wet mouth, it’s so good, I can’t even form words. He swallows me down, inch by inch, until my cock is buried deep in his throat. Sugar has no gag reflex, and Jesus, no one’s ever taken me all the way before. I realize I’ve lost complete control of this situation.
“Don’t stop. Please, please.”
I don’t recognize my needy voice, but I’m too turned on to care.
Jett’s free hand roams over my skin, sliding over my hip and around to grip my ass cheek. When his fingers brush my crease, I pump my hips, rocking back and forth, mesmerized by the sight of my cock sliding in and out of his wicked mouth.
He bobs his head and then swallows me deep, and shit, he’s hungry for it. Then I wonder how he got so damn good at this, and I can’t think at all. Spit and precum slip out of the corners of Jett’s mouth and down his face. I’ve never seen anything hotter.
“Pull off if you don’t want my load,” I warn him.
Jett hums and the vibration on my cock is freaking amazing. He doesn’t let up, sucking harder.
“You gonna take it all?”
He pulls off my cock and licks his lips provocatively.
“Every fucking drop.”
The hoarseness of his voice sends shivers running down my body.
“Show me your cock,” I groan. “Fuck your fist while you suck me off.”
Jett quickly does as he’s told, revealing that gorgeous dick, and I’m mesmerized by the sight of him masturbating. We’re out here in the back yard of my house, where at any moment, someone could find us. My legs tremble, and thank God I have one hand braced on the wall to support me. I let my other hand drift to his head, sinking my fingers into his soft, golden hair and urging him close again.
When he swirls his tongue around the head of my dick, I can’t suppress the whimpering moan that tumbles out of my chest. His hand and mouth move in skillful tandem, and the pleasure’s so intense that I’m babbling incoherently.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I cry out. “Fuck, baby, I’m almost there. Don’t stop.”
I start fucking his face, the filthy moans he’s making muffled by my dick in his throat. God, he is the sexiest thing ever and my control snaps.
“Fuck, yes,” I chant as my climax hits me full force. “I’m coming! Fuck!”
