Page 88 of Until You Say Stay
“Jack, I’m—” She can’t even finish the sentence, her whole body tensing.
“I know,” I murmur against her. “Let go. I’ve got you.”
She comes apart with my name on her lips, her ass rising off the bed, her thighs clamping around my head. I work her through it, drawing it out as long as I can, until she’s pushing at my shoulders, oversensitive and shaking.
I kiss back up her body, taking my time, until I’m hovering over her again. She’s flushed all over, her hair a mess, breathing hard, looking thoroughly wrecked.
“Holy shit,” she says between breaths, and her voice is completely hoarse.
I look down at her. “Good?”
“Shut up.” She pulls me down for a kiss that’s deep and messy, her tongue sliding against mine. When she pulls back there’s heat in her eyes. “Your turn.”
She pushes at my shoulder and I roll onto my back, letting her take control. She straddles my thighs for a moment, her hands running over my chest, then she’s kissing down my body, her mouth hot against my skin, making me groan.
Then she slides off the bed and settles on her knees between my legs on the floor.
The sight of her like that makes my breath catch. Dark hair messy and wild, completely naked and on her knees for me. “Lark…”
“Shhhh.” She wraps her hand around me and just holds me for a moment. The heat of her palm against my skin makes me groan. She strokes once, twice, up and down. Her thumb swipes over the head and spreads the bead of precum on the tip of my cock.
Then she leans down and licks me from base to tip in one long stroke.
“Fuck, Lark,” I groan. She does it again, licking and tasting me, her tongue swirling around the head. I fist my hands in the sheets to keep from grabbing her hair and forcing her deeper.
Then she takes me in her mouth and sinks down in one smooth motion.
Every coherent thought evaporates. The heat, the wetness, the suction are almost too much.
“Fuck,” I breathe, watching her because I can’t look away.
She takes me deeper until I feel myself hit the back of her throat, looking at me with those dark eyes. I thrust into her mouth and she moans in response.
“You like that?” I ask, thrusting again.
“Mmmm,” she hums around me, and the vibration nearly undoes me.
“Touch yourself, Lark. I want to see you touch yourself while you’re sucking my cock.”
Her eyes go wide and she pulls back, gasping, saliva connecting her lips to my dick. Her hand never stops working me. A grin spreads across her face and her free hand slides down between her thighs. Then she takes me back so deep I nearly lose it right there.
The pleasure builds too fast. Heat spreads through my body and my balls draw up tight. She starts moaning against me while her hand moves faster between her legs. My whole body tenses. If she keeps this up for another thirty seconds I’m going to come down her throat.
“Alright, that’s enough.” I reach for her but she pulls back on her own, releasing me with a wet pop.
“Not yet,” she says. Before I can process what’s happening, she’s pushing at my shoulders. “Lie back.”
“Lark—”
“I said lie back, Jack.” The command in her voice shoots straight through me.
I do as she says, watching as she straddles my hips. The sight of her above me, flushed and confident, makes my cock twitch.
She notices and smiles. “Like what you see?”
“You have no idea.”
She reaches between us, positioning me at her entrance. Then she sinks down in one smooth motion, taking me deep. We both groan at the sensation.
