“Again.” I pull out and thrust back in.
She gags again, but she doesn’t pull back. Instead, she closes her eyes and takes me deeper.
I slide back, and when I pull out of her mouth completely, she rolls her tongue over my crown.
“Again,” I warn. I give her a second to prepare, then I push into her mouth. This time I know I’m in trouble. My spine tingles and my balls grow impossibly tight. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to come.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, desperate to hold back. But the woman doesn’t let me. She hollows her cheeks and sucks, holding me captive at the edge. When she cups my balls and squeezes, I lose the battle and fuck up into her mouth until I explode, bliss making my vision hazy.
She pops off me with a pleased sigh, licking her lips. “That was fun.”
I cough out a surprised laugh. “Jesus, fuck, Adeline.”
She giggles. “What? Pretty sure I just set a record. I should get an award or something. Best blow job, maybe? Actually, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”
Rolling over, I pull her warm naked body beneath mine. “Adeline Langfield, you’re the best I’ve ever had of everything in my life. There’s no fucking competition.”
She pouts. “But I love competitions.”
“Fine.” I brush my nose along her neck and nip at her ear. “Want to see if I can get you off quicker than you just got me?”
Those brown eyes that I’m a goner for flare. “Now that is a competition I can get behind.”
“Yeah you can.” I push up, giving her space. “Ass up, baby.”
Her face falls. “What?”
“Did I stutter?” I arch a brow. “Turn over. Ass up. Now.”
She rolls her lips like she’s considering arguing with me, but in the end, I think she can tell I’m not fucking kidding, so she shifts onto her stomach.
When she doesn’t get on her knees, I smack her ass lightly. “I said up.”
Groaning, she pops her ass into the air.
“Fuck.” I bite my fist. “You’re a beautiful woman, Adeline. I love staring at your face, but this pretty pink hole is really doing it for me right now.”
She drops her head and giggles. “Gross.”
I suck on my thumb, getting it nice and wet, then slide it down her crack.
“What are you doing?” she whispers, her breath going short, her muscles tensing.
“Relax for me. I’m going to make you come like I promised.”
“That’s the wrong hole,” she mumbles.
I circle the puckered skin, pressing lightly on it, relishing the resistance. “No, baby, it really isn’t.”
“Oh god,” she whines.
“Can I have this ass, sweetheart? I promise it will feel good. You’ll come harder than you ever have.”
“I—um.” She peers back at me, her lip caught between her teeth. Then, with her eyes squeezed shut, she exhales, her body relaxing. “Okay. Yeah, yes.”
I chuckle. “Oh, baby, you won’t regret this. I promise.” I move in, not wasting any time now that the clock is ticking.
When my tongue finds her delicious hole, she squeezes her thighs together.
