Page 52 of Riding the Storm
She hums in encouragement as I bite down gently.
My head snaps up at the sound, and before she has a chance to protest, I’m carrying her over to the couch and dropping her on the leather cushions.
I’m standing above her, my throbbing erection in my hand, trying to recall where I left my jeans so I can retrieve the strip of condoms from my wallet when she sits up and reaches for me.
“Chuck,” I rasp as she brushes my hand aside and replaces it with hers.
I’m hard and ready as she holds the base with one hand and strokes firmly with the other. Running a fingertip over the head. My cock twitches in her grip, and my breath catches as I watch her.
Her gaze flickers up to mine, and she bites down on her bottom lip.
“Tease,” I hiss as my hands drop to fist in her hair.
Her eyes glint with mischief as her tongue darts out and licks the drop of pre-cum from the tip, and she moans.
My grip on her hair tightens as she licks me again, this time letting her tongue roll around the swollen bulb a few rotations, before opening her mouth and taking me deep.
She keeps her fingers wrapped firmly around the base as she works me with her mouth.
“Fuck, darlin’. I’ve never seen a prettier sight than your sweet little mouth wrapped around my cock.”
I thrust my hips, and she relaxes, letting me slide in until I hit the back of her throat. She begins sucking as I move slowly in and out.
I bring my other hand around to caress her jaw as we find a rhythm, her gripping the back of my thigh with her free hand.
I can feel my erection growing thicker as she pulls back her lips and drags her teeth lightly down my length, causing me to growl low and deep as the speed of my thrusts increases.
“I’m going to come, baby,” I warn, but she doesn’t let up.
Instead, her hand releases my cock and moves to squeeze my heavy balls.
Fuck me.
My breaths quicken as my release hits the back of her throat.
“You’re incredible, Chuck,” I growl as I watch her throat work.
She’s fucking beautiful, swallowing every drop before letting me fall from her mouth and swiping her swollen lips with the back of her hand.
I reach down and urge her onto her back, sitting down at her feet to tug her boots off one at a time and drop them to the floor. Then I come over the top of her to plant a quick kiss on her lips before guiding the hem of her shirt up and over her head.
I sit back again so I can take her in. Her skin is flushed pink from head to toe, and her blue eyes are dark with desire.
I settle atop her, bringing my mouth to hers, and kiss her slow. My cock twitches to life again as it brushes against her damp flesh.
Breaking the kiss, she moans my name and raises her hips. “Bryce, don’t tease me.”
I chuckle against her neck. “Don’t worry. I’ll give you what you need,” I promise as I kiss my way down her sweat-slicked body. Stroking and caressing every inch of exposed skin until she’s a whimpering mess.
When I reach her thighs, I press them apart and find her wet and ready, sliding a fingertip across her center, I bring it to my lips and suck, the salty flavor of her hitting my tongue.
Her breath hitches as she watches me.
Finally, I spread her open with my fingers and explore her hot flesh with my tongue.
“Yes, Bryce,” she moans as soon as my lips wrap around her clit.
Her hips jump in my grip when I nip at it with my teeth, inserting a finger into her hot little channel.
