Out of instinct, my hips thrusted into her hand, creating more friction. I swear with her tongue swirling around my balls, and the firm grip she had just under my head, I could come this way and be one happy mother fucker.
“You haven’t even let me fuck your throat yet and I’m already going crazy for you,” I panted.
“Are you saying I could make you come just by teasing your balls?” She smirked up at me before adding her free hand and driving me more insane.
“Fuck, if anyone can, it’s you.”
Her fingers grazed the sensitive skin just below my sack, and a wild moan escaped my throat. She was driving me mad with all her coy and playful touches.
She was trying to break me, and it was working.
Snapping, I filled my fist with her hair. “You’ve proven your point. You have the best goddamn mouth that’s ever been on my cock, and it hasn’t even fully taken me. Open up,” I ordered.
With her hair wrapped around my fist, I stood up, so my dick was in front of her wide-open mouth.
“Take me.” Instead of choking her right off the bat, I allowed her control of how she wanted to suck me.
Taking me by surprise, her cheeks hollowed, and she spit on my cock. She gripped me hard and I accepted the pain. Her hand moved up and down over my length before she took me in her mouth. Just when I thought she was going to clamp her lips around me, she continued to make my cock disappear down her throat.
“Fuck. Me. Bella.” My head tipped back briefly, and when I gazed back down, her red lips were at the base of me, completely soaking me.
No gag reflex.
She held me down her throat for what seemed like minutes.
“Jesus Christ.” My hips bucked with my grip on her hair becoming tighter.
Pulling her off me, I watched as she gasped for air with a string of saliva being the only thing that connected us.
When she returned for more, I got lost in the way her head bobbed up and down my cock, stroking the fucking life out of me.
The way her eyes sparkled up at me, glossed over from my cock hitting the back of her throat, flipped a switch inside of me. I wanted more. I wanted her to see what it was truly like to bewith me. With the way she sucked me, I had a feeling she could handle whatever I wanted to give her.
Gently tugging her hair, I pulled her mouth away from me, staring down at my dick soaked in her spit, and tinted with my new favorite color.
“Fuck. I love the way your lipstick looks smeared across my cock.” I took my thumb, rubbing it along her bottom lip, messing up any remaining trace of the color.
“Lie down on the couch.”
No questions asked, she got up from her knees, following my orders.
“Now hang your head over the edge for me, baby.”
She adjusted her position with her legs spread over the top, and her head bobbing off the cushion upside down. As she moved into the new position with every intention to take me down her throat, her long dark locks hung over the plush seat, dangling elegantly to the floor. And her neck … it was perfectly stretched back, waiting for me to fill her up.
“Like this, Daddy?”
Fuck. That one little word.
Avery looked up at me innocently, but her body told another story. She was a dirty little thing—eager and willing to choke on me.
“Just like that.”
Fisting my cock, I rubbed my head along her lips, encouraging her to open up. When her tongue peeked through, and her mouth opened wide, I slid myself all the way in, determined to take advantage of the fact that she didn’t gag before.
She hooked her arms around the back of my legs, pulling me closer to her.
“Slap the back of my legs if you need to come up for air, Bella,” I ordered as she squeezed my legs in response.
