She wraps her fingers tight around me, stroking with a rhythm that makes my breath catch in my throat. My palm presses to the back of her head and I force the swollen crown past her lips, feeling her tongue flick as it travels over the underside of my shaft. She fists the base, holding me steady while she works her mouth, slow and zealous. I groan, relishing the sight of my hard flesh disappearing between her lips.
My head falls back as I succumb to her touch.
She pops off for a brief moment. “Look at me,” she says. I meet her green eyes and can’t help but fucking smile; she’s so goddamn sexy. “It makes me wet when you watch.”
“How deep can you take me?”
She ushers my tip toward the back of her tongue.
“Deeper,” I command. Her fingers fan out over my ass, and her lids flutter closed. “Nuh-uh, I want your pussy drenched bythe time I fuck you. Keep your eyes open when you take this cock down your throat.”
She stares right into my soul and swallows. Holy shit. It sucks the air from my lungs. My unfocused gaze finds hers again, and this time she’s wearing the hint of a wicked smile on her lips. The corner of my mouth tilts up, and I shake my head. “Look at you, so fucking arrogant while sucking me off. Why don’t you prove it. Show me how good you are on your knees.”
She moans around me, accepting the challenge.
“You want to show off, Chaos?” Smirking, I give her chin a lift and guide myself deeper. “Choke on it.”
She squirms, her throat protesting, and then she retches when I hit the back. Chuckling, I say, “Aww, struggling already? I thought you wanted to demonstrate that you were more than a pretty mouth for me to fuck?”
Gripping a fistful of hair, I hold her in place for a couple seconds and enjoy the view. She relaxes her throat as much as she can. “There you go. So proud of yourself, aren’t you? Gagging and drooling like my beautiful whore.”
I release her locks, and she turns feral, clawing at my thighs. She continues to work me over, and with minutes passing like seconds, I admire the way she indulges on my thick cock.
“Fuck, is that drool or need dripping from your lips? Hard to tell when you look up at me like you’re starving.” As much as I want to come down her throat, I’ve been thinking about how tight she is for the entire ride home.
“Oh, greedy girl, just like that,” I croon. “All it takes is my dick in your mouth for you to forget how to think.” I draw back, and she whimpers. “Deep breath.”
She inhales through her nose and takes me again, gagging around me until mascara-filled tears streak over her cheeks, smudging the lovely makeup she spent so much time on.
“Christ,” I growl through clenched teeth. Her unkempt midnight hair is tousled and wild, her lips wrapped around me. It triggers a primal need to fuck every last inch of myself into her until the only name she can remember is Mrs. Teller. I’m going to lose it like this.
“Up.”
She stands, and I sink to my knees for her. “Turn around and bend the fuck over. Show me what’s mine tonight.”
She spins and I crook my fingers in the sides of her underwear, then drag them down her thighs and allow her to step out. I press my palm to the center of her back, forcing her to bend over the arm of the sofa next to us. She spreads her legs, giving me a delicious view, and I smack her heart-shaped ass that she’s placed at eye level.
“You went through a lot of prep to make tonight memorable,” she pants. “So did I.”
It takes a second for my brain to comprehend what she’s saying. A slow smile blooms on my lips and I press my thumb to her asshole. “Is that so? You letting me fuck you here tonight?”
I grip her cheeks and spread them, which allows me to peek at her slick, wet, and pink entrance, and the ass I’ve been dying to take. Cocking my head to the side, I slowly drag my gaze over her delicious body.
“I trust you,” she murmurs.
Trust.
It heals her words from dinner; even though I haven’t solved this problem we’re dealing with, she trusts I will—and I’ll prove her right. However, if this is what we’re doing tonight, I’m not going to do it rushed over the side of a fucking chair.
“You have such a pretty pussy.”
She moans my name like a prayer.
I wedge my face between her cheeks and skate my tongue over her clit, climbing higher to her ass. Her legs trembleand I smile. One of my favorite things about Kelly is the way she responds to my touch. My tongue traces the knot before traveling back to her cunt, dipping inside.
“Make me come,” she whines.
“Uh-uh,” I say against her, nipping at her swollen nub. I sit back on my heels and spin her to face me, still kneeling at her feet. “If I wanted to get you off, I could have you gushing already.” I dive between her thighs and wrap my lips around her clit, sucking. She cries out as I take my time, and her eyes soften. “But I’d rather watch your mind unravel as your body begs for more.”
