I smile against his back as I twist my wrists while stroking his big cock. “You ran into a burning building for me. We’re way past dangerous.”
He leans back and breathes me in, sliding his big hands onto my legs as I jerk him off.
I love the way he’s breathing so hard and violently, like he’s barely clinging onto control. Like I’m seconds away from making him lose his mind.
My breathing is shallow. My pussysoaked.
Pottery has made my hands, wrists, forearms, and shoulders strong and I use every bit of that strength and endurance to stroke his huge dick until he’s about to cum.
“Fuck, girl,” he hisses, his big chest moving up and down as he grips my thighs. “Don’t stop.”
I twist and stroke, working and milking his cock, desperate to make this strong man crack. I want to feel him come undone in my hands. I want to hear him moaning for me.
His shaft tightens and he lets out a growl.
“Yes…” I whisper, urging him on as I stroke harder, squeezing his shaft tighter as I work it up and down. “Cum for me.”
He lets out a savage groan and I gasp, his warm sticky release landing all over my hands and wrists.
I marvel at the feeling, not sure what to do now, but just sit here, feeling him, enjoying it, satisfied in the knowledge that I brought this powerful mountain man to his knees.
He reaches back, takes my jaw, and pulls my mouth to his, kissing me hard and deep, like he’s warning me that I haven’t seen anything yet.
The wheel slows as I gently stroke him. He’s still long. Still hard. Not even close to being done for the night. The music keeps playing as he stands up.
I pull my hands back and swallow hard as I stare at the cream all over them.
He slowly turns and my eyes dart to his exposed cock.
My mouth waters as I stare at it standing tall and proud in front of my face. A bead of cum leaks out of the tip and drips down his shaft.
I don’t think. I just react. I reach out, wrap my hand around the thick base, and bring it to my watering mouth.
He groans as I drag my tongue up it, tasting his hot cum.Fuck… I wantmore.
My heart pounds as I open wide and take him in, pushing his swollen head between my lips and onto my tongue. I don’t stop until my mouth is completely full and my eyes are watering.
"God damn, sweet girl,” he growls. “If you suck me dry, I won't have any left to put in your pussy."
I cup his big masculine balls and they feel so damn full. I don’t think he’s ever going to run out.
Either way…
I’ll take the chance.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ethan
“Fucking hell,” I whisper as I watch this beautiful girl sliding her clenched lips up and down my cock. Her eyes are closed and she’s moaning like she can’t get enough of it.
I slide my hand onto the back of her head and she opens her eyes, looking up at me as she sucks me off.
Fuck… That look…
This girl is going to be the end of me.
She already made me cum, jerking my hard cock off with those skilled hands, and now it’s my turn to make her scream. I want to make her moan and cry out in bliss. I want to see her bodywrithingas I give her the best orgasm of her life.
