“Scottie,” I warn.
She smirks up at me. “Now fuck my mouth, Tucker.”
“My pleasure.”
My hand reaches the back of her head, and she takes me in her mouth, bobbing up and down before I hold her in place. Myhips thrust over and over again and I feel my cock hit the back of her throat. She doesn’t gag but takes me like I’m made for her.
“I’m going to come, Scottie,” I rasp, feeling my stomach tighten. “Unless you want my cum down the back of your throat, I’d stop.Now.”
She doesn’t move or release me from her mouth, and I see the smirk form on her lips as she looks up at me. It’s enough to send me over the edge completely. My orgasm rocks me sharp and fast. The tension that’s been coiled tight inside of me since she first came into town snaps all at once, and I can’t hold it back even if I try. Every muscle locks and my mind goes white around the edges.
All I can think about is her.
Scottie’s name is stuck in my throat like a prayer as I spill down her throat.
My chest rises and falls as I look down at her. She’s still looking up at me as she wipes her lips with the back of her finger. I pull her up quickly, and she squeals with a laugh before I kiss her again. Tasting myself on her lips is enough to make me hard all over again.
I reach between her, cupping her pussy through her pants and feel the wetness through the fabric on my hand. “Jesus. You’re dripping.”
She nods repeatedly. “Yes. I’m so turned on. I can’t even think straight.”
I reach into her leggings while she claws at my shoulders. Her lips part as soon as I reach her clit. Putting just the right amount of pressure before rubbing slow circles.
“Did sucking my cock turn you on?”
“Yes,” she moans. “God, yes.”
She releases her hold on me, enough to hook her fingers into the waistband of her leggings, shimmying them to the floor. She opens wider for me, letting me in. The memory of exploring her body comes back almost instantly.
Because I know her body.
I spent hours upon hours studying every curve that night in the hotel room.
I learned what drives her crazy and sends her over the edge.
Dipping my head down, she tilts her head to the side, giving me access to her neck. I press my lips to it once. “This is one of my favorite versions of you. Unfiltered. Messy. Dripping for me.” I press another kiss to her neck, this time sucking the skin above her pulse while my finger picks up the pace above her clit. “Wild and carefree.” My teeth graze her skin and she moans when I insert two fingers deep inside of her. “My girl.”
“Fuck. Tucker!”
“Say it.”
“Say what?” she pants.
“Say you’re my girl, Scottie. Say I’m yours, and I’ll make you come right here against this door.”
She fists my shirt in her hands, pulling me into her and slamming her lips to mine. Silent confirmation—I think. But I devour her moans, her breaths, and every gasp she releases as I fuck her with my fingers. Hard and fast.
She releases my mouth by biting my bottom lip playfully. “Are you threatening to hold back an orgasm if I don’t say it?” She grins. “Don’t forget, I know how to handle myself.”
Ah. There’s my sassy Scottie.
I reach deeper inside of her pussy, hooking a finger at just the right angle to make her eyes close and lips part in pleasure.
“I’m insufferable, remember?” I say breathlessly against her mouth. “I know you can handle yourself. But it’s my turn now.”
I bring my thumb to her clit and add pressure to really drive her crazy.
“Fuck,” she murmurs, her body melting into me as her legs tremble barely able to hold herself up. “You are insufferable. But you’re…” She pauses, feeling me hook my finger again. “Jesus. That’s hot.”
