When I glance up again, his eyes are half-lidded, and the pad of his thumb trails down the side of my cheek.
He groans as I take him deeper, tilting his head to the ceiling.
I can feel his body tensing under the palms of my hands, and I know he’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
“Five minutes, sweetheart,” he reminds me with a smirk, but he finishes it with a light tremor.
Sweetheart.
We’ll add that to the list of names he calls me, which I would have hated upon our first meeting but now love.
“Look at you, so desperate.” Nathan brushes the stray bits of my curled hair away from my face, gazing down at me with adoration. If I can’t make him finish before he has to go back out on that field, I’ll swallow my pom-poms whole in front of everyone.
Hewillfinish. And it will be the best orgasm of his fucking life.
“Oh shit.” Nathan jolts. “Mae, fuck.”
I love the way he says my name. It does things to me.
“You want me to fuck your mouth? I can tell by the look in your eyes.”
That’s exactly what I want.
“Mmm-hmm,” I manage to say right before Nathan begins thrusting, hips advancing before he reels them back, plunging into my mouth again.
My hands trail over his ripped abdomen, wanting to touch every inch of his flesh.
“This mouth is driving me fucking crazy.”
My hands move on autopilot, and I yank my top open and reveal my breasts, palming them. I point to them.
“Yeah? You want to go out there with your chest still wet with my come?” he questions with gritted teeth, his thrusts strengthening, but he’s still gentle. He still looks down at me to make sure I’m okay.
I’ve never been better, though.
My instincts make me want to gag, but I push the impulse away, soft moans escaping from him as he tries to steady his short breathing.
His large, athletic thighs flex, and he shakes his head at me in disbelief, eyes cloudy.
“I love fucking this mouth of yours. Fucking love it.”
If I didn’t have a mouthful of cock right now, I’d be smiling from ear to ear.
I can tell Nathan’s close by his shuddering muscles, and his hands fist my hair and tug gently.
“You take my cock so well,” he grunts, tone low. “Fuck, you’re unbelievable.”
His encouragement spurs me on, and I remain still as Nathan fucks my mouth, opening my eyes wide and gazing up at him.
I want him to see me—mouth stuffed with his cock.His.
“Holy shit,” his palm hits the locker above my head with enough force to shake it slightly as he leans forwards, but not enough to startle me, and he then brings it back to my face, soft and tentative. “Mae, I’m gonna—”
And after a few seconds, Nathan draws his hips back and pumps his dick a few times. With his free hand, he tilts my chin up, telling me what a good job I’ve done.
Strings of hot cum spray across my chest and drip onto my cheer uniform. His chest rises with each heavy breath he greedily takes.
We’re silent, and a dazzling smile takes over Nathan’s face before he crouches down and kisses me—hard and feverish. “Holy shit, Mae,” he says, chuckling. “Your mouth is fucking incredible.You’refucking incredible.”
