I want to touchhim.
My chest heaves and my breath becomes heavier at the thought, but I push the anxiety filled sensations aside and fall to my knees behind him.
Moving quickly, I reach around him and yank the front of his joggers down, exposing the full length of his cock. He lets out an audible grunt as I wrap my hand around his base and stroke upward.
His body stammers, matching his stilted moaning. When I tug back, sliding my hand down his shaft, I pull his ass into my groin and rock my hips into him.
Another loud moan reverberates from his chest when I rollmy hips, rubbing my own achingly hard cock between the round globes of his cheeks.
“Jesus Christ. Fuck…Please keep doing that,” he says in between breaths before diving back in.
Hannah grabs the sides of his head, holding him down as she rolls her hips. She’s so close and by the way Dane is rutting into my hand like he did to my leg yesterday, I can tell he is, too.
Leaning over his back, I use my free hand to hold his ass against my crotch as I inch my lips closer to his ear.
I have no idea what’s gotten into me, but I want nothing more than to turn him inside out, like he’s done with me.
“Does my girlfriend taste good, Dane?” he hums, answering my question with a small nod, it’s the only amount he’s able to move with Hannah’s tight grasp on his hair.
His cock twitches in my grip and I know he’s getting close. A rush of excitement runs through me knowing my words and touch are getting him there.
I stop my strokes and grip the base, using my fingertips to massage his balls. “Can you hold out while you make her come?” I knead my fingers deeper as he attempts to nod through another guttural moan. “Good. Because when you’re done with her, I need you to fuck my face as hard as I fucked yours through that wall.”
“Oh, fuck…fuck.” He squeezes his eyes shut as his muffled words drown in Hannah’s pussy. My words affect her as much as him and her toes begin to curl, fingers dig into his scalp and her entire body tenses through her orgasm.
I can’t help but smirk as he lets out a frustrated groan, attempting to hold back his orgasm.
Hannah comes down off her high as Dane pushes into his palms, bringing his face to hers. He kisses her on the lips and whispers something before he flips over and faces me.
His eyes lock with mine, as he lifts his hips off the floor,pushing his joggers past his ankles. He kicks them off, wrapping his hand around his cock and sucks in a heavy breath.
“I hope you meant what you said because that took everything I had to hold back.” He gives himself one long, languid stroke as his eyes flutter and his breath hitches. “Are you going to stay true to your word?” he asks, his body language pleading as much as his words are. He inches closer to me, taunting me with both his question and the thinned skin crown of his cock as he twists his hand over the length and squeezes at the tip.
I don’t think. I don’t wait. I just act on pure instinct of everything I’ve wanted from this moment.
Leaning forward, I replace his hand with mine and wrap my lips around the thick crown. He grunts in pleasure as I take him further into my mouth while pushing him back down to the floor. His hand slaps the ground, the other lands square on Hannah’s thigh and he grips hard. She intertwines her fingers with his, then shifts her body closer to us. The comfort of her nearness blankets me, giving me the confidence I need to keep going.
I push my face further into him, his cock slides over my tongue and taps the back of my throat. The sweet salty mixture invades my senses and I can’t help but groan loving the taste.
I crane my neck further into him, his cock sliding deeper into my throat and the tip of my nose is now flush with his stomach.
I guess I don’t have a gag reflex.
“Oh my god, fuck. Fuck.” Dane grabs the side of my face, gripping my short hair as he pulls my gaze to his.
I look up at him, a smile must pierce my eyes because he huffs out a smile. “Oh, you smug bastard.” I can’t help but cough out around his cock as I attempt to smother a laugh.
Keeping the tip lodged in the back of my throat, I bob up and down, massaging it with the soft tissue of my throat as I suck around his shaft.
I’m loving every bit of this. The taste, his tense body, the way he looks down at me, completely powerless.
His mouth drops, brows pinch, and he thrusts deeper. “Oh fuck, I’m sorry,” he grits out as the tip of his cock begins to swell. I can feel it start to pulse as he attempts to push me away but I grab his ass pulling him deeper as he comes.
The thick, salty liquid hits the back of my throat and I groan from the unexpected intrusion but continue to suck and swallow, still determined to make him lose all control.
“Oh, Jesus. Goddamn it.” He flops back onto the floor, his hands roam over his chest as if checking to see if his body is still here.
I swallow around his cock once more before trailing my lips over his length and pop off the tip, cleaning him as I go.
