Christ, she sounds like she has a mouthful of prick.
His chest heaving, he thrust his shaft into his fist, imagining it was her mouth.
“Even though you’ve never had your mouth swived before, you are a natural at sucking cock. You know how to relax for me, to let me all the way into your hot little hole.”
“Mmm mmm,” she moaned.
“I give you more. I tangle my fingers in your tresses as I thrust between your lips. You are such a good girl, taking what I give you. As I plant myself deeper, you sputter, and I pull out so you can catch your breath…”
“But I want you inside me.” She gasped out the words as if she’d been deprived of air, and she’dlikedit. “I want to pleasure you. To be yours.”
Bloody hell, yes.
He jerked his fist along his cock, his glove slick with pre-seed.
“You are mine,” he growled. “When I take your mouth again, I am not gentle.”
“I don’t want you to be.”
“I push so deep I can feel your throat.”
“Yes, please,” she breathed.
“You want to swallow my cock, do you, minx?”
“I want whatever you give me.”
“Does the idea make you randy?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Do you need to pet your pussy?”
A pause. “May I?”
It was the perfect response. A make-him-explode sort of answer.
“You may.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Are you diddling yourself, Jane? Whilst I fill your hungry mouth?”
She made a whimpering sound. “Yes, sir. I have my hand between my legs. My pearl is so slippery and I’m rubbing it, faster and faster. Then you drive your cock even deeper, and I need it, I need everything…”
Heat seared his gut as he lost himself in the fantasy, drilling his prick between Jane’s lips. Even as he fucked her mouth and she rubbed her cunny, her brown eyes shone with a pure and vibrant passion. A passion that made the filthiest of desires feel like the sweetest of longings. The realization stole his breath, and suddenly, he was right on the razor’s edge. There was no stopping the inevitable…and he didn’t want to.
“I’m going to spend,” he gritted out.
She moaned. “Me, too.”
“Come with me, then. Pet that sweet pussy. Make it purr.”
“Oh, it feels so fine. I…I’m going to come…”
Her silhouette trembled, and she gave a husky cry. In response, his stones swelled, heat pulsing up his shaft. He groaned as his release shot from him, splattering the floorboards. In that moment of agonizing bliss, clarity struck him.
The fantasy of Jane was not enough.
