She looks up at me, grins, and says, “I want it more than you.” Then she peeks out her tongue and starts dancing the tip over my piercings, and I swear to fuck, she knows how much it drives me crazy.
One of the reasons I got the piercings was because I thought it would distract me. I got the ones that I did because the sensation of playing with them and fucking with them is so much stronger.
“Jesus,” I breathe out as I push her hair out of her face and cup her cheek softly. “Keep…keep doing that.”
Precum wets the tip of my dick, and without even a second thought, she licks it right up.
Then she looks up at me and says, “I want more.”
“Then let me fuck your mouth.”
Grinning, she moves to the side and lies down. Seeing what she wants, I sit up and straddle her before bringing my cock to her mouth and running the piercings over her lips. Her tongue peeks out, playing, teasing, and I let it happen even though I need to be inside her mouth. I’m waiting for her to take charge.
And she fucking does because as she’s playing with my piercings, her hand moves between my legs and grips my balls.
My body falls forward from the light squeeze, and I prop myself up with my hands.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, realizing that this has to be some of the greatest pleasure I’ve ever experienced. No one has ever played with my balls as much as she has, and I’m realizing that this is a necessity in my life.
Her thumb drags between them, tugging just hard enough for me to enjoy it.
And as I start to get comfortable with the feel of her hand and the pressure of her tongue, she brings her finger to the spot just behind my balls, and she presses down.
My fist punches the ground in surprise as I buck my hips and yell, “Fuck me!” as a shock wave of pleasure flies up my spine. “Holy fuck.”
I have no time to adjust as she opens her mouth wide and takes me inside her warmth. And that about does it. I lose control and start thrusting into her mouth. Her tongue slides against the underside of my cock, her throat gags when I hit the back of it, and she continues to play with my balls, rolling them and lightly squeezing, firing me off in all aspects.
“Fuck me…fuck…uhhhhh,” I groan as she handles me like she’s been doing it for years. “Fuck, baby, you’re so good. So fucking good.”
I thrust over and over, and she starts to swallow when I hit the back of her throat, causing my eyes to roll in the back of my head.
It’s too much.
Too fucking much.
My balls start to tighten, my muscles bunch at the base of my spine, and my cock swells just as she swallows one more time.
I pull out of her mouth, grip my cock, and say, “Open.”
She keeps her mouth open, and I finish all over her tongue, watching drop after drop hit her until my orgasm wears off.
“Shit,” I mutter as I try to catch my breath.
I watch with hungry eyes as she swallows me. Then I bend down, and I bring my lips to hers to kiss her softly and whisper, “You’re too perfect. Everything about you. Too fucking perfect.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
SCOTTIE
“Wilder, you have to stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” he asks, still grinning. He hasn’t stopped grinning since we left the lake.
“Like you’re going to take me back to that spot at the lake and do…things.”
“Yeah, well, don’t fucking tempt me. You made me a man back there.”
I let out a laugh. “You were already a man.”
