Mo shut up.
Lottie didn’t talk.Her mouth was busy.And she used it totake her time exploring his chest, his stomach, so by the time she got downbetween his legs, he was hard as a rock and aching.
She pulled the waistband of his shorts down so it cupped hisballs, and he couldn’t bite back the groan.
He also couldn’t stop himself from coming up on his elbowsto watch her through the shadows.
Mo felt the tip of her tongue trace the underside of hiscock from root all the way to the rim of the head, where she stopped andtickled him there, back and forth.
Fucking fuck.
He opened his legs, this drawing the waistband tighteragainst his balls, and that was magnificent.
She fell through and positioned.
Her hand gripped him at the base, lifting him off hisstomach as her tongue traced up to the head and then she took him deep, glidinga tight fist up the length she couldn’t swallow.
And that was spectacular.
Mo’s head fell back and another groan rolled up his throatand out his lips.
Sweet Lottie, he should have known she’d have a sweet mouth.
She blew him.She took her time.She did it right.And whenshe’d worked him up so much, he beaded for her, she dragged her tongue acrossthe head to take in that pearl and then lifted up.
Christ.
She dropped to the side, her hip landing on his inner thigh,and she dragged her panties down her legs, doing this quick.
She repositioned straddling him, and honest to fuck, it tookall Mo had to put his hands to her thighs instead of one to his cock and one toher ass to drive her down on him.
She then reached long to the nightstand, where he’d stashedhis wallet when her sister and mother were there.
“Let me do it,” he said, his voice alien to him, coarse andthick.
“I got it, honey,” she whispered, tossing the wallet back tothe nightstand.
And she did.
She took her time.She did it right.And by the time she gota goddamned condom on him, she had him so wound up, he nearly blew right intoit.
But he held.
And he held through her positioning him so she could takehim.
And he held when he caught on her sleek warmth.
And he held when she slowly settled in, taking him deep.
But he had no idea how he did that since she whipped off hernightie while she did it.
The silhouette of her sweet little body and perfect titsnearly undid him.
But it was Lottie who was in control of the unravelling.
She rode him, slow and tortuous, so much of both, he neededto beg her to go faster.
But he didn’t say a word.
