Page 57 of Songs For You


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"Tell me what your hand feels like," I urge her, desperate to know the effect I’ve had on her tonight.

"It would be better if it were your mouth on me," she purrs. "Just let me taste you a little first."

Her lips wrap around the tip of my cock, then she takes me deeper, inch by inch, until her mouth is full of me.

I suck in a breath, watching the way her head bobs, taking as much of me as she can. Her tongue flattens on the underside of my length while her eyes stay locked on mine. She blinks, breaking eye contact right as she gags on me. She looks back up, her eyes are watery, but her smile is downright devilish.

Olive Herring sucks cock,andenjoys it?

Fuckme.

"Careful, or you’re going to make me come," I warn her, her eyes darting back in my direction, a popping sound echoes through the room as she takes me out of her mouth.

"Isn’t that the point?" she asks, her head tilted to the side while her hand strokes me up and down. "I’m all for you having your way with me, Avery, if that’s what you want?" She rests the head of my cock on the tip of her tongue, staring up at me like she’s someone so innocent, someone who’s never done this before.

"There is no part of me that wants you to stop, but—oh God." I manage as I grip the sheets in my fists, my torso slinging backward. Her mouth is so wet,so fucking wet, that I can only imagine what it feels like to be between her legs, to be inside of her. I move my hands from the bed to the back of her head, not that she needs the guidance, but more to keep my hands distracted.

She takes her mouth off, stroking me. "Tell me when you want me to stop, and I will. You’re in charge, remember? I’m doing whateveryouwant me to do." This time, when her lips round the tip, they glide down to almost the base, her hand following up and down.

Up and down.

Up and down.

I need her.

I don’t want her to stop, but I need to know what it feels like with her pussy wrapped around me while I come.

"Your mouth, Olive…fuck."

I feel the need to come getting stronger with each suck, lick, and gag.

I know if she doesn’t stop, I’m going to come before I’m ready, and before I get the chance to really show her who she’s about to marry.

She releases my cock with a soft moan, her lips glistening with saliva as she pulls away from me, stroking me. I sit up, and she settles back on her heels, but I bend down to kiss her. My hand clasps her jaw, pulling her face closer to mine as my tongue collides with hers in a kiss that is messy, feverish, and fucking soul crushing in the best way.

I wrap my arms around her body, rising to my feet, bringing her with me as she whimpers, her hands exploring my chest and shoulders.

I need a minute without the attention on my cock to regain composure, and pull myself back from creeping closer to the point of no return. More than anything,I need to know what she tastes like.

"Sit." It’s not a suggestion, more a command, and she does what I tell her to without hesitation. I drop to my knees as she lies back, leaning on her elbows. Her body rests on the edge of my bed, and my eyes trail her from toes to head. Her knees part like she knows exactly what I’m searching for, and even though it’s dark, I see it.

She wasn’t lying earlier when she told me she was soaking wet.

I haven’t so much as done anything other than kiss her, andthat’show I’m greeted when I finally get my introduction?

I’ll take it every day for the rest of my fucking life. You’ll never hear me complain.

"Are you going to touch me, Avery Jones? Or am I going to have to get myself off?"

I hadn’t realized how selfish I was until right this second. Because while I want nothing more than for her to come,Ineed to be the one who makes it happen.

I need to be the reason she’s seeing stars.

I need to show her why she’ll never need anybody else.

I shake my head. "Hold that thought."

I reach over in the dark, my hand frantically searching for something I know is here somewhere, and I hear her patience thinning out at the exact moment I find what I’m looking for. "Put your wrists together," I tell her, holding my tie out tight, waiting for her to obey my commands.