Her eyes fluttered close. She rocked on her heel, letting out a low moan before closing her mouth around the entire head. Chase grunted low in his throat. Her mouth felt hot and moist, pulling him in, sucking, sucking.
Larke lifted her head and stared at him. His words came back to haunt him. Damn, maybe she didn’t like his cock after all. Drawing in a breath he forced his nerves to calm. Before he could ask, she shook her head, licked the crown then grated, “I love it. Just needed some air.” She lowered her mouth and closed her lips over him, sucking slow and good. Head tilted back with eyes half closed, Chase pumped slowly into her mouth. “Can you try to take me deep?” He was desperate to feel his cock hitting her throat.
She gave a small nod. He could hear the shallow intakes of breath through her nostrils. The tips of her fingers stroked his balls, massaging them as she sucked him deep, near but not all the way to the back of her throat. She held him there, rocking back and forth, her eyes glued to his. She parted her lips, allowing him to slip from her mouth as she gulped another breath of air.
Chase tightened his fist around her braids, holding her to him as his heart slammed against his chest. All the while she rubbed her lips against his cock, trying to catch her breath. “You want more?” he whispered, dying of pleasure each time her lips brushed against the pre-cum slickened tip.
She nodded and flattened her tongue over the tip. “Want to make you come.”
He groaned as she started sucking again. “Almost there, angel. Almost there. Keep that up and I’m gonna come real hard.” He glanced down at her, his breathing harsh, strained. “I’ll… give you a warning.”
She nodded, cupped his balls, squeezing and weighing them in her palm while her mouth worked his cock over and over until Chase could hold nothing back. Blood pumped through his blood and roared in his ears. Since it was her first time, he pushed her head back, pulled his dick from her mouth, watching as cum laced from the swollen head, spilling across her breasts, wetting her nipples.
He kept coming, looking at the sight and almost sinking to the floor when she stared at his seed, her dark eyes brimming with fascination. Their gazes met and held. Larke dipped a fingertip to her breast then brought it to her mouth, sucking off the trace of semen.
Dying. Dying. She’s tasting my cum.
“No warning next time,” she said breathlessly. Lowering her head, she drew him back into her mouth, sucking and licking his dick clean. Afterward, reeling and shaking from the force of his orgasm and Larke’s tenderness, Chase dropped to his knees on the floor, threw his arms around her naked body and held tight with one thought in mind.She’s mine.
