Page 142 of Nobody’s Darlin'


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I remove my hand from her plump ass and attempt to slide it into the front of her panties when she stops me. She smirks as she cups my cheek.

“Let me take care of you,” she offers, sliding down my body to grab the waistband of my boxers.

“Fuck,” I hiss as she tugs the material down my thighs.

She lightly drags her teeth against one of my legs.

“You know, I’ve been wondering where I’d want you to get my name tattooed on your skin,” she starts, taking in all the tattoos that cover my legs. “But there’s hardly any room left,” she pouts.

“We’ll find somewhere,” I promise her.

If she wants me to get a tattoo on my fucking face, I will.Her name on my forehead sounds nice.

She smiles, knowing she got what she wanted as she opens her mouth and swipes the head of my cock with the tip of her tongue. In this position, I can’t see her pretty face as she sucks me down, so I slowly shift my body so that I’m lying flat on the bed, just a soft pillow behind my head so that I can watch her as she takes me.

She moves so that she’s nearly on her stomach between my legs, glancing up at me every now and then while she tortures me with her mouth.

Her hand grips me at my knot while the other one jerks my shaft. Her pillowy lips wrap around the head as she sucks the top few inches.

“I’m not going to last long with you doing that, baby girl,” I warn her.

A flash of desire falls over her face, and I can tell she likes the idea of having that kind of power over me.

“You look so fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth. How much can you take?” I ask her.

With determination, she slides me deeper into her mouth before withdrawing. She hums, relaxing her throat, taking more of me with each go, and I almost lose it with each bob of her head.

She gags slightly. When she hits a certain spot, her saliva drips down my length and over her fist, but she keeps going.

“So perfect, look at you,” I praise her.

The words of encouragement spur her on as she takes me as deep as she can, her lips touching my knot.

My hand tangles in her hair as I keep her there for a short moment and enjoy the warmth of her mouth covering me.

She pulls up, taking a deep breath. A chain of spit connects her bottom lip to my dick, and I groan at the sight.

Her tongue swipes out, licking the slit of my cock, and it breaks me. As soon as she suctions her lips back around me, I lose all control.

I fill her mouth with my cum, and she takes every drop. Her eyes hold mine as she drinks me down.

Her self-satisfaction flows down the bond, and I know she feels my relief and pleasure.

The little minx licks me from knot to tip after I’ve finished, and I can’t help but moan at the overstimulation as she continues to play.

My cock is softening, but she slides up and straddles me.

“See, being taken care of isn’t so bad,” she taunts.

“No, you can do that whenever you want.”

Her wet panties rub against my abdomen, and I make a silent vow to not leave this bed until I see her fall apart, too.

“I need to see you come, sweetheart. What do you want?”

“We can’t risk anything with your head,” she scolds.

“I don’t need to move much to get you off.”