“I want to,” he growls, kicking open his bedroom door. “I've been thinking about having my face between your thighs all fucking day. You don't get to deny me that.”
He tosses me onto the bed with enough force to make me bounce. Before I can catch my breath, his hands are on my bra, ripping the delicate lace clean in half. The sound of tearing fabric fills the room as he exposes my breasts to the cool air.
“You won't be needing this,” he says, tossing the ruined lingerie aside.
“That was expensive, you asshole,” I complain, but there's no heat behind my words.
“I'll buy you ten more,” he promises, climbing onto the bed. His large hands push my thighs apart, spreading me open before him. “Now be a good girl and let me feast.”
Chapter 24
Beckham
Something warm and wet slides down my cock, and I'm hard before I'm even fully awake.
I force my heavy eyelids open, vision blurry from the late night. Last thing I remember is Hennessy's thighs clamped around my head, her body shaking as she came for the third time, before she finally passed out from exhaustion.
Now the tables have turned.
“Fuck,” I growl, looking down to find her nestled between my legs, her perfect ass raised in the air. Her lips are stretched around my shaft, cheeks hollowed as she takes me deeper.
When she feels me stirring, she looks up, those big innocent eyes meeting mine while she does the filthiest things with her mouth. The contrast makes my cock throb.
“Morning,” she mumbles around my dick, the vibration sending a jolt through my spine.
Her small hand cups my balls, rolling them gently between her fingers while she works her tongue along theunderside of my shaft. My hips buck involuntarily, and she gags slightly when I hit the back of her throat.
“Sorry, baby,” I say, threading my fingers through her messy hair. “But you can't suck a man's cock like that first thing in the morning and expect him to behave.”
She pulls off with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her swollen lips to my dick. “Who says I want you to behave?” She gives my balls a gentle squeeze before diving back down, taking me even deeper this time.
I grip her hair tighter, guiding her movements and watching as her head bobs up and down.
She's insatiable this morning, working me like she's got something to prove. Her tongue swirls around the head before she takes me deep again, her throat constricting around me.
Then she surprises me, releasing my cock with a wet pop. Before I can protest, she dips lower, taking one of my balls into her hot mouth.
“Jesus Christ,” I hiss, my abs clenching at the sensation.
She hums against my skin, sucking gently while her hand strokes my shaft. Her eyes never leave mine, watching my reaction to every new sensation. She switches to the other side, giving it the same treatment while I fight to keep my composure.
“You like that?” she asks, her voice husky.
“I really fucking do, baby.”
A wicked smile crosses her face before she goes even lower. Her tongue darts out, licking a hot stripe across the thin skin below my sac. The unexpected pleasure makes my cock jerk in her hand.
“Goddamn, Hennessy,” I groan, my fingerstightening in her hair. “Where'd you learn that? Actually, don’t fucking answer that because it’ll piss me the fuck off.”
She just smiles before returning to my dick. This time she takes me deeper than before, her nose nearly touching my stomach as she swallows around me.
“I'm gonna cum if you keep that up,” I warn her, feeling the pressure building at the base of my spine. “Pop off, baby.”
She pulls back just enough to shake her head no, then plunges back down, taking me to the root.
“Fuck, I'm serious—I'm cumming,” I growl, trying to pull her head back, but she resists, sucking harder.
The orgasm hits me like a freight train. My vision blurs as I empty myself down her throat, pulse after pulse. She swallows everything, not missing a drop, her throat working around me.
