Page 80 of Be Your Forever
I move around to the side of the bed, dragging her body to the edge. I wrap her hair around my fist and yank her head back. Bri lets out a whimper, but her mouth opens in the most perfect O.
“Open wide, baby.” When she does, I insert my cock into her mouth and start off with slow thrusts before I begin to pick up speed. Bri gags around my cock when I hit the back of her throat, but her eyes roll in the back of her head as she lets out a moan.
“My girl loves it rough, doesn’t she? She fucking craves it, loving when I take charge like this, huh?” Bri nods around my dick as drool drips down her chin.
“You’re gonna swallow my cum like a good girl, aren’t you?”
“Mmmm,” Bri hums around my cock, and the vibration has me exploding down her throat. Her throat works as she swallows every last drop. Damn, I love when she does that.
“Fuck, look at you sucking me off. Such a good fucking girl.” I pull out, allowing Bri to gasp for air. Some of my cum leaks down her chin, and I watch as she traces the remnants of my release with her tongue.
“So much for that massage.” I let out a satisfied sigh.
“We can still do it. You took such good care of me. Let me return the favor.”
Bri gets up from the bed and saunters over to the oils while I run to the bathroom to grab the forgotten towels to lay on the bed. The plan was to massage her, releasing all the tension from last night. But like always, things with her took a left turn.
“Lay down, Asher. Let me make you feel good.” Bri’s words reek of double meaning, but I just want to feel her hands on me. I go to lay on my stomach, but Bri’s hand on my arm stops me.
“No. I want you on your back.” I grin up at her as I situate myself on my back.
“My body is all yours, baby.” The feel of Bri’s thighs squeezing my hips has me rethinking the plan. My cock twitches, and the look on her face says she notices.
I watch as massage oil drips like molasses from the bottle onto Bri’s hands. The sound of the cap clicking shut reverberates around the room. Bri’s eyes lock with mine while she rubs her hands together, warming the oil in her palms. My heart skips with anticipation, and my throat feels like I swallowed a handful of sand. Goosebumps spread like wildfire on my skin the second her hands connect with my chest.
Bri massages my chest and shoulders with firm pressure all while maintaining eye contact. Her hips wiggle around my waist, and my fists clench with the need to touch her. Bri knowsexactlywhat she’s doing to me by rubbing my shoulders while she begins to rock her hips back and forth. My stomach muscles tense when her hands work their way down, and I suck in a breath when her hands fan out across my abs.
Focus, Asher. She’s in control now. You have to chill the fuck out.
It’s hard to remain still when all I want to do is flip her over and fuck her. But I resist the urge…barely.
“Bri. Keep rocking your hips like that and the sliver of control I’m clinging to will snap.”
“Hmm…” Bri’s hands stop what they’re doing to lift herself up just enough to glance at my angry, hard cock.
“Aww, poor baby. Looks like someone needs some relief, huh?” she teases me. I look at the spot she’s hovering over, and my skin is glistening. I can’t tell if it’s from the oil or her arousal.
“Bear,” I grunt when her hands trail over my hip bone. This woman will be the death of me.
“Maybe I can help. Would you like some help, Asher?”
“Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever rebounded this quickly. I should be concerned that my dick is still hard, but then I look at you and it makes sense. You, Bri, are dicknip.”
Bri giggles before rolling her hips and leaning forward. Her wild hair falls like a curtain around my face, tickling my neck. I groan while she smirks. She knows the spot is a sensitive spot for me. “Is that a yes?”
“I…fuck. Yes.” My voice is raspy, but I don’t have time to clear my throat to try again. Bri’s hands wrap around my cock, giving it a few tugs before she’s guiding it toward her entrance. She winks at me before I’m fully seated inside her.
“I love how full I feel when you’re inside me,” Bri moans as she tosses her head back, chasing her pleasure by slowly rocking her hips. Her hands are on my chest, and when she picks up her pace, she drags her fingernails down my body, leaving angry, red marks in their wake.
“That’s right, baby. Scratch and claw at me. I’ll gladly wear these marks on my chest. Let people know who owns my body. Take all the pleasure you need. My body is at your disposal.”
“Oh, God.Asher.” Bri’s whimper has a sultry undertone to it as she picks up her pace. She lifts her hips up and down, slamming her pussy down on my cock.
“Oh. Oh. Fuck, that feels so good!” Bri shouts. She’s working herself up, and I can feel her pussy grip my cock even tighter, her walls beginning to flutter around me. She’s close, and I need to feel her come on my cock like I need to breathe.
“That’s it. Come like the good girl you are. Soak my cock with your slick.” She slams down onto me and rocks her hips even faster now, her breaths coming out in staccato pants.
“Yes, yes, YES. Asher, AAH.” The sound of my name leaving her mouth when she comes is music to my ears. Bri shatters around me and rides out her orgasm before collapsing against my chest, me pulsing inside her from my own release.
