“What are you doing?” The words were choppy, her breathing ragged.
Pulling her hips down enough that I could take that first delicious swipe through her slit, I groaned, explaining, “My pussy needs me. Scratch that. I need my pussy. Maybe it’s both. Kinda like the chicken or the egg kinda situation. Doesn’t really matter. So long as I get bathed in your scent, your flavor coating my tongue.”
A wrinkle formed between her brows as her hazy mind tried to process the new position and my words. “But I thought . . .” She shook her head. “But you said . . .”
She needed a little help, so I offered it. “What Isaidwas I needed the nectar of your sweet pussy sliding down my throat, drowning me, but youwere the one that offered up my cock as a gag. It’s a win-win, really, don’t you think, love?”
Bristol trembled in my arms as realization sank in that I would be eating her out as she sucked me off, her mouth stuffed so full of my cock she couldn’t make a sound loud enough to alert her parents of our activities down the hall from where they slept.
Keeping one hand on her hip so she didn’t attempt to crawl away, I tangled the other in her long red hair, forcing her mouth back toward my waiting cock. As soon as her lips were wrapped around the head and she sank lower, taking me impossibly deep, I groaned, “Do us both a favor and don’t bite off my dick when you come.”
There was a muffled response, but she didn’t stop, didn’t pull off, the vacuum of her mouth driving me insane. Confident she was going to be a good girl and stay put, I let my hand trail up her spine until I had both hands on her ass, spreading her open wider for me.
She was drenched, which was perfect because I was starving.
My tongue darted out, circling her swollen clit. Bristol had been trying to hover over my mouth, but her legs gave out as I teased that hidden bud, her weight dropping so she was firmly seated atop my face. I fucking loved that she was so lost to pleasure that she didn’t have any concerns about suffocating me. Her hips bucked frantically, taking what she wanted, which was the ultimate turn-on—she was always so uninhibited in bed.
Focusing on her was all I needed to stave off my own orgasm; it was the perfect distraction because, God help me, I would never take my pleasure before hers.
The closer she drew to climax, the sloppier her mouth became. Her jaw had gone slack, moans slipping out around my cock as it merely rested between her parted lips.
Intent on directing her focus back to the task at hand, I slapped her ass, causing her to jolt atop me. A faint whimper reached my ears, but I kept my tone firm. “Keep sucking, beautiful. Moan around my cock. Let me feel it when you come.”
On command, she closed her lips and moaned around my shaft, the vibrations settling deep within my balls. That was all the prompting I needed to get her off as quickly as possible before I spilled my load down her throat without warning with my own mouth full.
Arching my neck, I latched my teeth around her clit, tugging as my tongue flicked furiously against it. Even muffled, her moans grew so loud I knew there was a chance they would be overheard, but there was no stopping this train now. My desperation for her to come outweighed my own sexual needs, even as I felt my balls drawing tight.
Finally, a rush of arousal flooded my face, rolling down the back of my throat as Bristol’s body tensed and her mouth slid impossibly deeper onto my cock with her moans of release.
I was so caught up in drinking her down that I hadn’t realized I was seconds away from coming myself. Forcing her pussy off my face, I gasped for air, my brain screaming that I needed to warn her before it was too late.
The way she had me primed, I knew this wasn’t going to be a small orgasm, and if she wasn’t prepared to swallow, she’d likely choke on my cum.
I found my voice just in the nick of time.
Chapter 29
Bristol
“I’m gonna come.” Aninsistent tapping on my leg accompanied the words.
Pleasure still rolled over my body in waves from Maddox’s skilled tongue between my thighs, but that was nothing compared to the power I felt coursing through my veins at the realization that he was on the precipice of losing control. All because of me.
So many times, I’d had his cock in my mouth and something had interrupted us, or he’d tugged me off before I brought him to completion. I wanted to be his unraveling, so unless he forcefully removed me, I wasn’t going to stop. Not until he finished.
Maddox was the most unselfish lover I’d ever encountered, so it was time for me to return the favor.
I moaned around his cock, forcing my mouth down further until I gagged when the tip touched the back of my throat. Keeping him there, I swallowed, hoping it would drive him insane. Hell, I was counting on it.
His hips lifted off the bed, shoving him further down my throat. I focused on breathing through my nose as I maintained the seal of my lips around his shaft.
Maddox buried his face in my pussy again just as his cock swelled, the first spurts of hot cum shooting into my mouth as my throat muscles worked to swallow it down. His groans vibrated against my sensitive flesh, and I knew it wouldn’t take much for him to get me off again.
How he’d convinced me to let him eat me out while on my period, I would never know, but blissed out, I couldn’t find it within me to care. If he was going out of his way to prove he was nothing like any of the men who’d come before, he was doing a bang-up job.
When he was spent, I let him slip from my mouth, taking in deep breaths of air after being deprived for so long. It was no small miracle that I hadn’t passed out from lack of oxygen, but in reality, it probably made the orgasm Maddox wrought between my thighs that much more intense, so I couldn’t complain.
“Fuck, Bristol,” Maddox groaned against my core.
