Page 33 of Say My Name


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Making myself as light as can be, I shimmy down the bed until I’m almost eye level with his hips. He stirs a little, letting out a sleepy sigh, and as if his body can sense what I want to do, he shifts over until his front is turned ever so slightly toward me, giving me better access.

Slipping my fingers under the waistband of his boxers, I shove them down enough to let his beautiful cock spring free, my own twitching behind the confines of cotton. The pretty pink tip glistens as the sunlight beams in from the open window. Using the flat of my tongue, I swipe up the precum leaking from his slit as his hips thrust up a little. I glance up at him, seeing he’s still sleeping.

I close my lips around the flared head, flicking my tongue gently along the underside. He tastes faintly like the pineapple oil I used on him last night and a mouthwatering musk that’s all him. It’s intoxicating. Hollowing my cheeks, I mold my tongue around him, sucking hard as he stirs a little more. His hand absently reaches forsomething—if I had to guess, probably his cock—but when his fingers thread into my hair, I feel his body jerk as he lifts himself onto his elbows. With him still in my mouth, I peer up at him from beneath my lashes. He moans softly when I twirl my tongue, and when he speaks, it’s thick and raspy from sleep.

“That goddamn tongue ring.” Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he shoves me farther down until there’s nothing more for me to take. “God,” he groans, deep and low. “It was only supposed to be one time.”

I pull off him, a smirk tugging on my wet lips as I replace my mouth with my hand, pumping him hard and slow. “Come on,cariño. You didn’treallybelieve that, did you?”

He grumbles, as if it physically pains him to be unable to deny himself me. Bright blue eyes gaze at me while he watches his cock disappear into my mouth. He bites down on his bottom lip, the act causing my nuts to ache. “Fine,” he finally mutters. “But once the snow clears, that’s it. I mean it.”

That’s what he thinks.He’s fucking out of his mind if he thinks I’m walking away after getting a taste of this.

Chuckling, I tell him, “Sure, whatever you say. You’re not getting rid of me that easily, boy.”

He huffs, lying flat on his back. “Now, come fuck me already.”

Shit, you don’t gotta ask me twice.

I roll over, sliding off the bed, and open the chest in front. Rummaging through the junk in there, I grab the bottle of lube. As soon as I drop the bottle onto the bed, I get rid of my briefs, letting them pool on the floor as I climb back over him. He’s already gotten himself completely naked, his heavy eyes watching me as he runs his closed fist up and down his shaft.

Positioning myself between his spread thighs, I slather my cock, drinking all of him in. “Need me to fill you up again,cariño?” My words are taunting as he chews on his bottom lip some more. “Pull your legs back for me, baby. Let me see that pretty pink pussy.”

His face flames as he averts his gaze, sliding his hands behind his knees and pulling them toward his chest. I don’t know why Travis being shy is so endearing, but it is. Makes me think of all the ways I can corrupt him and push him out of his comfort zone.

My oiled-up finger drops to his hole, slipping inside with ease. We didn’t shower last night, and he’s still slick with my cum and worked open from that. “You’re so wet for me already, baby.”

“Oh,my God,” he groans, tossing his head back. “You’re so fucking vulgar. Must you say shit like that to me?”

Throwing my head back, a deep belly laugh rumbles out of me. Gripping myself at the base, I line myself up. “What’s the matter,cariño?” I sink into him in one go, his eyes widening as he fists my sheets, a cry falling off his lips. “You don’t want to hear how tight your little cunt is wrapped around my cock? How you’re still wearing my cum from last night, and how I can feel me inside you with every thrust?”

His hands fly up, covering his face as he grumbles incoherently.

Glancing down, I’m mesmerized as I watch my dick be swallowed by his tight fucking hole. It’s such a beautiful sight to see. It’s rimmed red and still slightly swollen from last night, stretched wide to adjust to me, and he takes meso well.

My hand wraps around the back of his thigh, pushing until it’s practically resting on his chest, my other hand planted beside his head as I fuck into him hard. When he finally removes the hands from his face, he looks so fucking gone. His pupils devour his irises as he gazes up at me, brows pinched tight, and jaw slack.

“Your cock feelsamazing.” His words come out breathless, and it’s like music to my ears.

When he wraps a tight fist around himself, a growl tears its way up my throat as I slap it away, replacing it with mine. Jacking him firm and fast, I ask him, “You wanna come, baby?”

“Yes…yes,please.”

Molten lava pools in my groin with an overwhelming urge to come, but I stave it off, wanting him to go first. “Come, then,” I grit out. “Milk my cock,cariño.Put that hole to use.”

He spills onto my hand, his eyes slamming shut, lips parting as the most beautiful moan rolls out of him. That’s all it takes for me to follow right behind him, a shudder tearing through me as I empty deep inside him.

Pulling out, I revel in the way my cum drips out of him. It’sfilthy. He pulls the covers over him as I climb out of bed, heading to the bathroom for a rag. Like last time, I clean him up, then me. He watches me while I do it, an unreadable expression on his face.

I swat at his ass once I’m finished. “C’mon. Time for a shower.” Heading toward the door, his voice stops me in my tracks.

“What?” he scoffs.

Making sure to wipe the grin off my face, I turn to face him. “You know… shower. Shampoo, body wash. Get clean?”

Not giving him any more time to protest, I spin back around and walk into the en-suite. After turning the water on, I grab two plush deep red towels out of the closet, setting them outside the shower. Finally, after a few minutes of me wondering if he’s going to ignore me altogether, he pads into the bathroom, barefoot and still naked, looking less than amused with me.

I chuckle, reaching over to pinch his cheek. “Aw, cheer up,cariño. You’re always so serious. Maybe you could keep a man if you let loose every once in a while.”