The wet heat that engulfed my cock was incredible, and I couldn’t stop my head from rolling back and away from his stiff length as I let out a wanton groan of my own. “Yes….”
He hummed in agreement, the vibrations pulsing down my dick and going straight to my balls, now throbbing with need. I wrapped the arm that was holding me up around his leg and pulled him closer to me, holding on to him when I lost all sense of gravity as he did exactly what he’d told me that he was going to do.
My other hand reached down and rested on his head, feeling him bob and twist. Following his rhythm, I sucked and licked and lapped until he popped off and said gruffly, “I’m close.”
The challenge set, I doubled down, sucking him like a vacuum, demanding he give me what I so desperately wanted. I hugged his leg harder, squeezing on every suckle down and releasing on each pull back, reminding myself that oxygen was not as necessary as the cum he’d warned me was so close.
I could breathe when I had my prize down my throat.
With renewed vigor, he attacked my cock with even more feverish sucks and swallows. When he pushed himself down until I felt my cock head breach his throat, I felt the tingles in my lower back bloom.
And then he swallowed.
His throat muscles tightened around me, and I was done, popping off his cock with a shout as I came down his throat, unable to hold off any longer.
Even as I continued to pulse into the delicious wet heat of his mouth, the instant I had two brain cells to rub together, I was back on his cock. He’d had his prize, and I wanted mine.
“Oh fuck…. Just like that, gorgeous. Christ, you’re such a good little cocksucker. Fuck….”
His praise was lighting me up from the inside, providing an exquisite chaser to the lingering effects of my orgasm. I felt his hand rest on my back as I continued sucking, not demanding in any way, more like he wanted the additional skin-on-skin connection.
Maybe I wasn’t the only one who thrived on touch.
With that thought, I spread my hand over his torso and roamed through his chest fuzz until I found one of his nipples. A flick earned me a garbled gasp, and a pinch had him lifting his hips off the mattress before his release poured down my throat.
I hummed happily as I swallowed each pulse, then drew back a little so I could catch some of his cum on my tongue. When his hips finally stopped twitching, I carefully lifted off him and turned around until I was hovering over him.
“Come here, beautiful.” He lifted his hands to hug me down to him, but I shook my head, holding up a finger to tell him to wait a moment.
After he tilted his head to the side in curiosity, I tapped his lips, then mine. He opened, then groaned as I let his cum dribble from my mouth into his before chasing his lips with a messy kiss. His fingers threaded through my hair and held me in place as he ravished my mouth, licking every trace of cum from me that he could find.
When we finally parted to suck in some much-needed air, he let his head fall back onto the pillow and smiled. “You’re my kind of filthy, aren’t you, gorgeous?”
Humming in agreement, I settled next to him, my head on his shoulder and my arm resting over his stomach, still heaving for each breath. “Maybe.”
“Good.” His fingers trailed up and down my back as our breathing settled.
“Gimme a minute… recover feeling in my legs,” I mumbled to him. “I’ll get dressed… back to my room… avoid Rose….”
And then there was nothing but darkness as sleep took me.
Wednesday
Chapter Twelve
Daniel
Icreakedoneeyeopen when I felt one of my daughter’s fingers dig into my cheek, only to see her resting her chin on the back of her hand that was lying on the mattress in front of me.
The corners of her eyes were crinkled as a result of the shit-eating grin on her face.
“Why?”I whined both distractedly and tiredly when she reached over and poked me in the cheek again, chuckling quietly to herself. Judging by the angle of the sunlight streaming through the windows, it was way too early to be woken up so rudely, even if I technically should have been awake before dawn. Why the hell wassheup so soon, though?
Of course, that’s when I realized I had Marshall’s warm body pressed against me as he spooned me from behind, his arm draped loosely over my waist and his morning wood nestled rather comfortably between my ass cheeks. I froze and felt both of my eyes widen in terror, even as a tiny part of my thankful brain registered the duvet covering all our still-naked parts.
What must she think of me being in bed with someone who was a stranger to both of us less than a week ago? What hadIbeen thinking letting Marshall sleep with me? Had I been thinking at all?
Obviously not.
