I kiss her. Hard. She melts into me, her hands clinging to the back of my neck.
“Christ, Bristol,” I murmur against her mouth.
The sound she makes in response goes straight to my cock.
I’ve wanted this moment since she messagedmeto come rescue her at the library.
I slide my hand from her jaw to her waist, fingers spreading over her curves, pulling her closer too afraid she mightdisappear if I let go. She fits against me too well—soft where I’m hard, warm where I’m wound tight.
Her hands slide down my neck, across my shoulders. Exploratory, confident and nearly my undoing.
“Rhett,” she says with a breathy sigh.
“Right here, baby,” I tell her as I rest my forehead against hers, breathing her in and fighting the instinct to take everything she’s offering all at once.
“We can slow down,” I say, even though my body very clearly doesn’t want to. “Or stop.”
Her hands curl into my shirt, pulling me closer instead of pushing away.
“Don’t you dare,” she whispers.
My lips find hers again and I lift her up.
She gasps, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist as I carry her down the hall to my bedroom. When I sit her down on the mattress, she pulls closer to her, refusing to let go. Her hands are everywhere and my control is hanging by a thread.
“You had your fun. Now it’s my turn,” she says, reaching for my belt.
“You don’t have to do that,” I tell her.
Bristol shakes her head. “Something else you should know about me, Rhett? I don’t do anything I don’t want to.”
She unhooks my belt, unbuttons my pants and slides down the zipper. Part of me expects her to take her time. The other part is relieved when she pushes my boxers down over my hips and takes my cock in her hand.
Her tongue darts out and she licks the drop of pre-cum from the tip, moaning at the taste. Then she parts her lips a little more and takes me in her mouth.
I curse. My hands tangle in her hair and I fight the urge to push her head down further. Iwantto let her have control here. For now, anyway.
Bristol takes me to the back of her throat, pulls back and swirls her tongue around the tip and does it all over again.
Seeing her like this, looking up at me over the rim of her glasses while she sucks my dick,feelingher warm mouth wrapped around me, is almost my undoing.
I let her have her fun until I can’t take it anymore. She moans around me when my grip on her hair tightens and I guide her up and down quicker.
Her eyes water, her mascara smears, but she does stop, doesn’t fight me. She lets me choke her with my length until I’m about to blow.
“Gonna come,” I grunt and try to pull out of her mouth.
Bristol reaches around and grabs my ass, refusing to let me.
“Fuck, Bristol,” I growl.
She cups my balls and tugs just enough. The next thing I know, I’m spilling into her mouth as a string of curses tumble from my lips.
She swallows every drop and licks me clean before leaning back on her haunches and looking up at me with a satisfied grin on her face.
A tiny drop of leftover cum lingers at the corner of her lips. Without thinking, I reach down and wipe it off with my thumb before licking my finger. Her eyes instantly widen and I shrug.
“Well, that was hot,” she pants.
