Slowly, her hand slides down my chest to my abdomen and pauses, drawing circles with her nails just above my pubic hair. “There’s nothing I want more right now.” She stares up at me, pleading with me to accept.
My hand lightly grazes the skin down her spine. “I wouldn’t want to deprive you of anything.” I barely believe the bullshit coming out of my mouth, and I definitely don’t believe what’s coming from her. Does she want me? Yes. Is she doing it to keep me off my footing about what happened with Grayson? Fuckin’ A, for sure.
Tucking my hand behind my head, I stretch out as she starts to scoot down the bed, coming face-to-face with my aching cock. It’s throbbing for her, leaping around in anticipation. She peels back the sheet, moving her eyes between my eyes for affirmation and my cock with adoration. She licks her lips, sizing it up, and smiles. “You may have the prettiest cock I’ve ever seen.”
“Why don’t you just put it in your mouth, Ken?” Stopping myself from rolling my eyes is tough, but somehow, I pull it off. “Make those lips useful.”
There’s a flash of anger in her eyes, but my cock ducks and weaves, calling for her attention. When she doesn’t move right away, my hand that’s on her back glides up to her neck, pushing her toward my erection. Her tongue darts out as her hand wraps around my shaft, testing out the weight and girth before licking the tip and scooping up the precome that’s resting at the tip.
Keeping my hand at the base of her neck, I tangle a few fingers in her hair to get a better grip. Once she starts on her mission, I’m sure as fuck not letting her stop. But like the good girl she is, she doesn’t do it half-assed. Her hand squeezes with just the right amount of pressure, and her thumb passes over the sensitive underside of the tip. Moments later, her lips wrap around the tip, drawing it deeper into her mouth, and I moan from the sensation.
Her mouth feels like warmed silk against the hardness of my skin. She flicks the tip with her tongue before swirling it around as she works the entire length of me with her hands and mouth. My spine tingles and every muscle in my body tenses. I strain to keep my eyes open because the visual is just as amazing as the feel of her sucking me off.
Kennedy Prescott is one hell of a cocksucker. Usually, it takes more than a mouth to get me off, but with the way she manipulates my dick, I have no doubt I could reach orgasm in under five minutes. But I want to savor this. I want to torture her. I think of something that isn’t sexy. I want her to languish until her mouth aches and she’s exhausted.
All kinds of things go through my brain. Things that only sickos would fucking find pleasure in. I think of sad things, disgusting things, and things that would cause nightmares. It works like a charm. I can tell when she’s starting to get tired. She works hard, sucks with more force, and moans.
I grunt my appreciation, pushing her farther down my shaft and moaning, “I’m so close.” It’s a fucking lie, but she doesn’t need to know that. “Just a little bit more.”
Her eyes light up and she moans against my cock, sending a shiver down my spine with the vibration.Do not come, asshole.I just need a few more minutes of contact. After tonight, I don’t know if Kennedy will ever talk to me again, let alone wrap her lips around my cock.
Trying harder to get me off, she palms my balls and gives them a light squeeze. She’s on the right track. It’s a nice touch, but I’m not ready to let her win so easily. “Just like that,” I say, urging her to keep going until I decide it’s time.
My dick falls from her mouth, but she still has a firm grip on the shaft. “I need to move,” she says and licks her lips before moving her jaw back and forth. “I need a new position.”
“Move anywhere you want, just make it quick. Your mouth is like a little piece of heaven.”
Her cheeks flush as she crawls between my legs and settles in. Smart girl. She doesn’t know it, but she needs to be comfortable. “Am I doing it right?”
“So fucking good. Never had a better blow job.” That wasn’t a lie. I don’t know what it is about her, but I haven’t actually had a better one. Maybe it’s the fact that I want to put her over my knee and beat her ass until she cries. Or the fact that the sexual tension between us had simmered on a low burn since our eyes first met.
“Oh,” she says, forming a perfect O with her lips before pushing them down around the tip again.
At this angle, she could take me deeper, almost swallowing me whole. It shocks me. No woman has ever been able to take so much of me in her mouth without gagging. But Kennedy…she must not have a gag reflex because she took that shit like a sword swallower at the circus.Impressive.
Dead puppies. It’s all I can think of to stop myself from coming in ten seconds. The way her throat closes against my cock has my head spinning.
I. Can’t. Come.Not yet.Man up, Nix.
Her head bobs, following the straightness of my cock as it appears and then disappears between her beautiful lips. The ring in her lip brushes against my skin, but I wouldn’t even know it was there if I wasn’t looking. She uses one hand as leverage when her neck starts to get sore. It’s like she’s doing a one-armed push-up. The view is spectacular. Her tits are hanging, swaying with her movement, and her back’s dipped toward the mattress, causing her ass to stick in the air.
Thoughts of her tight pussy and even smaller ass creep into my mind. It only takes a second with her working my dick so expertly and my mind wandering to the taste of her pussy to start the familiar spine-tingle I’d been trying to stave off. When I know it’s too late to stop, I wrap my fingers in her hair and control her pace. I want her lips around me as I come. There’s no backing down now or pulling out.
“Fuck,” I hiss between clenched teeth as the orgasm starts to crash over me and strips me of all breath. My body seizes, and waves of pleasure shoot through my body. Everything is blurry, including my thoughts.
Kennedy moans around my shaft, swallowing me deeper as my cock damn near explodes with pleasure. It takes a good thirty seconds before I can even pull a shaky breath into my lungs. I’m sated, but not pleased that my mind had wandered and let her off easier than I had hoped.
She pushes herself up, resting her ass on her heels and placing her hands on my thighs. Her tongue sweeps out, sliding across her lips and taking every drop I offered without remorse. There’s a sinful smile on her face and she’s looking at me with hooded eyes, but I’m done with this round of fun for tonight.
“Come here,” I command and motion my hand for her to lie next to me.
She does with a smile, but she stares up at me as she rests her head on my chest.
Before she can say anything, I press my lips to her forehead again and sigh. “That was amazing, Kennedy. You made me a happy man.”
Her hand slides up my chest and snakes around the back of my neck. “I’m glad I could make you happy.”
“Now be a good girl and go to sleep. Maybe I’ll wake you up in the middle of the night with a surprise.”
