Page 34 of The Getaway

We break apart then and I glance over my shoulder to find she’s backed me up to the reinforced beams from the barrel stacks that go up to the ceiling. Bri looks up and down the aisle before leaning to the side and checking the space around.

“They all moved on to the next room,” I tell her.

She settles back in front of me and my heart stutters at the mischievous gleam that’s dancing in her eyes as she bites her lips.

“So… we’re alone?” she questions, and I can only nod, swallowing thickly as her hands travel down between us. Her smile widens when she finds the button to my pants and I finally react, reaching to stop her quick fingers from undoing it.

“Someone is going to notice we’re gone soon.” My voice is low and strained.

Stopping her from touching me is one of the hardest things I’ve had to do.

But she’s undeterred, shoving my hand aside and unsnapping the button.

“Then I better be quick,” she says in a quiet, sultry voice.

I don’t even get a chance to think of a response as she reaches into my shorts and boxers, immediately gripping my cock. My head drops back as she slowly pumps me in her hand, drawing a groan from my lips.

“Better keep it down, Mister. We don’t need to draw any attention to us,” she murmurs and if I weren’t already hard for her, I would be now.

She strokes up my length, her hold around me tight and perfect. I have to bite my bottom lip to hold in another groan. My eyes close and I suck in a deep breath through my nose as she continues her slow movements.

When her free hand reaches for my waist, my attention snaps back to her. The sight before me almost makes me shoot my load after only a few touches from her.

Bri now kneels in front of me, her attention solely on freeing my cock. She gets them down my thigh midway before forgetting about them. Licking her lips, she peers up at me through hooded lids.

“So perfect,” I whisper to her. That’s all the permission she needs.

Sticking her tongue out and flattening it, she guides my cock to her mouth and licks me from base to tip. She does this once more only this time, she circles her tongue around the head of my cock before taking me into her mouth.

Unable to keep my hands to myself any longer, I cup her cheek in my palm, tracing my thumb back and forth as she sucks on my cock. I watch as she visibly relaxes, taking a deep breath while looking up at me with darkened eyes, before taking my whole length into her mouth. The tip of my cock hits her throat, and she swallows. Even with her mouth full of me, I can see the smirk fighting at her lips when I curse.

“Fuck, your mouth is heaven, Bri.”

She hums in acknowledgment, the vibrations causing me to buck my hips and shove my cock back down her throat. I go to pull out and make sure she’s okay, but both her hands move to my thighs and hold me in place. When I can’t get away, I relax, rubbing the stray tear from her cheek.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” I whisper and she shakes her head. She brings a hand to the base of my cock before letting me slide out of her. As she talks, she continues to pump me, twisting her hand when she gets to the tip and sliding back down with ease.

“You’re not hurting me,” she says simply, dropping her gaze to watch her hands stroke my cock before looking at me again. “Fuck my mouth, Noah. Use me and cum down my throat.”

“Bri…” I warn. But if this is what she wants, who am I to deny her?

She raises a brow, searching my gaze before smirking.

“Do you know how much this is turning me on?” she asks, and my eyes immediately drop to her lap, as if I could see for myself. “Noah, I’m so fucking wet from pleasuring you right now. Trust me when I say I can take it. Fuck my mouth.”

“As you wish, Sugar.”

Her mouth is back around my cock in the next second and after I wipe away one last tear, I tangle my fingers into her hair. She moans around me. Between that and her permission, I do exactly as she says.

I thrust into her, fucking her mouth, and ingrain every detail of this into my mind. From the way her perfect pink lips wrap around my cock, to the tears that roll down her flushed cheeks and the way she’s shifting on her thighs as if seeking relief.

I’m so focused on the way she looks on her knees before me as I fuck her mouth, that I don’t notice her hand moving until she’s cupping my balls. I curse under my breath as she continues to pull and play with them all while taking everything I’m giving her.

My hold in her hair tightens and those telltale tingles flow through my veins, gathering at the base of my spine. I take her face in my free hand, not removing my hold from her hair as she bobs her head up and down.

“I’m gonna cum, Bri,” I warn. She nods her head, moaning around my cock. I thrust again, hitting the back of her throat where she swallows around me as she continues her attention on my balls.

I thrust once more, stilling my hips and cumming down her throat as I hold her in place. She takes it with ease, swallowing every drop before releasing my cock with an audible pop.

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