Page 61 of Over the Line


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I won’t stop.

"Still so fucking wet, baby." I tell her and she bites her lips between her teeth to stifle the moan she traps in her throat.

I reach up and use my thumb to drag her pout free.

"Louder Laney, tell Coach what you like."

"Yes,yes. That." She sounds manic and I have to hold back my chuckle.

"My mouth on your pussy?"

"Yes."

"My fingers pinching your nipple?" I twist and she arches into the touch.

"Fuck, yes," she pants.

"Do you want my cock in your mouth? Make you whimper with me down your throat?"

"Ohmygods, yes." Laney’s voice cracks with desperation.

She’ll have to endure a little longer.

"Be a good girl and I’ll give you everything you want."

As much as wanting me is part of her pleasure, I won’t give her all of me just yet. The flimsy wall of my self preservation blows like tree branches in a storm but I haven’t cracked.

Each pass of my tongue along her pussy, each open mouth kiss around her core, each scratch of her nails along my scalp, weakens my resolve.

Laney writhes against me and her legs clamp around my shoulders. More of her arousal soaks my face and her breath becomes trapped in her chest. She gasps wild inhales trying to bring more oxygen to her blood.

Her cells must be on fire, because I’m burning inside.

I use my hands to spread her wide and lap at every last inch of her.

"Mmmm," I hum my approval as I keep my mouth on her. When her hips swirl straining for more, I slide two fingers inside her and whisper, "come for me Princess, then I'll give you my cock to suck."

"Oh fuck," she curses and I feel her muscles clench across her body. Deep inside, her body flutters against my fingers and her heat pulls me in like a moth to a flame. "Miguel, ohmygods, yes, Miguel!"

Her shout is accompanied by her pussy clamping down to keep my fingers buried inside her.

"Yes Laney, good girl. Ride it out baby. Deep breaths. It’s time to recover."

"No training talk." She huffs as she slings an arm over her eyes. I raise myself with a wolfish grin. Her exhaustion is fueling my energy. I could do this all night long.

I move my body up the bed to lay next to her. I use the heel of my palm to press against her clit as I continue to slowly curl my fingers in and out of her.

While she’s still riding her high I slide a third finger into her channel and she gasps. Her body twitches like high voltage electricity is coursing through her veins.

With kisses to her shoulder, collarbone, and neck I slide my fingers away and reach to pull my shorts down.

My dick is angry at me for being ignored for so long.

I step out of my shorts and pull one of my pillows off the bed to place on the floor. When Laney doesn’t move I glance up at her.

"Miguel, I, how, how am I supposed to fit that in my mouth?" She mutters.

"You're going to kneel on this pillow and take as much as you want."