Page 132 of Fake Love

Damn, I do love that. Its a sight that I can’t get enough of.

With my hand still in her hair, I tighten my grip and bring her face closer to mine, causing our lips to be separated only by an inch of space. She lets out a gasp when I lick her lips and take her bottom lip between my teeth.

“That is a pretty sight, but before we can get to that, you have to do something first.” I say against her mouth.

“What is that?”

“You have to come on my face. Then you can be the good girl that I know that you are and sit on my cock to ride me just the way I like it.”

Jen lets out a purr before she leans to close the space between us. She kisses me long and hard and when she pulls away, her eyes are filled with sex.

“Yes, please.”

“Stand up and lean back against the window.” I order.

She does what I say right away.

My jersey is hanging off her naked body. She had asked for me to wear it last night after we got home and when she woke up, it must have been the first thing she grabbed.

It looks way better on her.

I give myself a good few tugs at the sight of her with my number on her back and her body waiting for me to take it.

“You look so damn sexy wearing my jersey,” I slide my hand up and down my dick, wishing it was her hand instead.

“Maybe I should wear it more often,” she says, with a devilish smirk.

“You should, just like that.” I stand up and stalk over to her.

The second I sink down to my knees her grin grows even more.

“My riding you might be your favorite sight but you on your knees for me, might be mine.”

“Only for you.” I say before, grabbing her leg and bringing it over my shoulder right before I place my mouth on her pussy.

I had her few hours ago, but I still need more.

Her moans fill the living room and one of her hands lands in my hair, holding me to her.

Jen rides my face all the while trying to keep her balance.

I taste every single inch of her as I let my fingers dig into her skin, marking her with my nail impressions.

My tongue meets her clit and she lets out a groan with my name attached.

“Maddox. Fuck, Maddox, please.”

Her exclamations have me grinning against her, but I don’t give her what she wants. Not yet.

I continue to tease her, running my tongue up and down her slit and even letting a fingertip slide into her entrance.

Finally giving into her pants, I take her clit in my mouth and suck. I suck on her until she is panting my name out in repetition.

I suck on her until she is completely breathless and is trying to pull me off her.

She continues to grind herself against my face and with one more suck, she’s right where I need her to be.

With her release on my tongue, I pull away from her and place her foot back on the ground.

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