One hand grips the base of his cock tightly as he pushes it deeper inside my mouth. There’s no room for me to breathe around him. I suck in air from my nose, swirling my tongue around his throbbing cock.
“Fuck. You’re so good at this,” he hisses, pulling himself out, then thrusting gently back in. Cum dribbles out, his signature taste landing on my tongue before dribbling down my throat. I swallow just barely, my throat working hard around his length.
Cas slides his knuckles over my jawline, gliding his hand beneath my chin. The space between his thumb and pointer finger cradles my jaw, fingers sprawling across my throat. I wonder if he can feel himself. Slowly, he tilts my chin until our eyes lock. His blue-gray gaze holds me captive as he drives deeper. I watch as Cas’s eyes slowly hood over the deeper he slides his dick down my throat.
When I gag, he growls, “Push through it. Be a good girl for me.” His words escape through clenched teeth as I do what I’m told. “That’s it, breathe through your nose and relax. Mmmmm, just like that.”
I do what he says. I want to be his good girl. I want to please Cas Wilder. As my body relaxes, he pulls back, providing much-needed relief so I can gulp down extra breaths of air. My break doesn’t last long. Seconds later, he drives himself even deeper. My eyes widen at the same time my pussy aches for him. I wanthim to touch me. If he reached between my legs right now, he’d find me soaked.
He throws his head back, breaking eye contact as a deep guttural groan claws its way from his chest. When his eyes return to mine, they’re clouded with desire. “You look so good on your knees swallowing my dick.”
His reactions and words of encouragement turn me on. I look up through my lashes and take him even deeper. His rock-hard cock throbbing against my constricting throat muscles. I can feel him pulsating as I rhythmically slide him in and out. Slurping and sucking his cock, swallowing his cum as he groans. I never treated Jackson this way, but he didn’t act like he enjoyed it either. Cas makes me feel appreciated. Like he wants me to do this for him. I’m completely lost in this moment. His rapid breaths and throaty noises encourage me to keep going.
“Fuck. You’re going to make me come if you keep sucking my dick like that,” he rasps, pulling himself free.
I smile up at him, proud of myself, as he continues to pant, regaining his composure. Once he’s pulled himself together, he pins me in place with a sinful expression. “Come sit on my face. I want to taste you.”
I shiver, excitement rushing through me as my pussy tingles. Adrenaline drives my decision-making as I stand to join him on the couch. He kicks his feet up, swiping a throw pillow for beneath his head.
“Take your panties off,” he demands, watching as I slide them down my legs. The black lacy thong lands between my feet. Cas eyes them as if he’s trying to make a decision before ultimately turning his attention back to me. “Come here.”
Placing a knee on either side of him, I straddle Cas. His dick glistens with saliva and cum, resting against his hard, muscular stomach. He holds his hands out, ready to grip my hips and guide them to him.
I fit into him perfectly. His hot breath lands against my pussy, making it ache with desire. I can feel the wetness of my arousal coating me. My heart races as I wait for him to touch me. Cas’s hands drop from my hips, running up my thighs, lifting my skirt, folding it over itself to part my legs. His fingertips brush against my bare pussy, and I hiss, sucking in a breath. He chuckles, then pulls me into position. I’m so fucking glad I got laser hair removal.
When his tongue finally darts out to drag across my slit, I see stars. He laps across me in long, languid strokes, pausing to go extra slow over my clit. My hands find purchase in his hair. I clutch his dark-brown strands, tugging on them as my eyes roll back into my head and my toes curl. Is this for real?
Cas sucks my clit between his lips, flicking his tongue. My orgasm begins to coil deep within. Instinctively, I sink into him, chasing my release. I roll my hips, and he moans into me. It feels so good. I want him to do it again. I roll my hips another time. Cas moans, sucking harder. I clench, and then I feel it. The moment my coil snaps. My orgasm washes over me, and I come all over his tongue. He licks me with a frenzy, driving me furtherand further over the edge until a second wave hits. I try to pull away, but he holds me in place.
Chapter seven
Vivienne is fucking perfect. She’s sexy as hell. I can’t stop myself with her. Every decision I make is reckless. She’s still recovering from a very intense orgasm, but I need to be inside her right now. Suddenly, I’m overcome by pure, primal need.
I’m not sure how it happens, but I hook my arm around her waist, jump up from the couch, and flip her over my shoulder. She weighs practically nothing. I carry her with ease, each step bringing us closer to my bedroom. I slide the door open, depositing her onto the soft fur blanket I keep on the bed for precisely this reason.
I reach for the edge of her shirt, lift it over her head, and toss it to the side. She unclasps her bra, not waiting for me to do it. When she drops it on the ground, my dick flexes. We both continue undressing until I’m standing there naked, pumping my cock while memorizing every inch of her body.
Dammit! I forgot the condom. It’s a good thing my agent keeps this house-on-wheels well-stocked. I reach for the drawer on my nightstand, grabbing one at random. I bring it to my teeth, rip it open, then pull it over my dick in one flawless swoop. Vivienne stares, and I can’t tell if she’s impressed by my skills, admiring my size, or both.
Without a word, I spread her legs open to reveal her perfect pink pussy. I can’t wait to see it stretched out around my cock. I’m done with foreplay and ready to claim this pussy. Eagerly, I run my fingers through her folds, spreading her cum and my saliva around. Once she’s soaked again, I position the tip of my dick against her entrance, pressing in slowly.
She moans, clutching at the blanket, squeezing it between her fingers, as her heat surrounds me. Once the tip is inside, I let out a satisfied groan of my own. There’s nothing like the feeling of a tight pussy clamping around the tip of my dick. It might just be my favorite feeling in the entire universe.
Running my hands up her body, admiring every one of her curves, my eyes catch on her nipples. How I missed it before is beyond me. My dick flexes hard. Vivienne arches her back in response, tipping her pierced nipples into the air.
I can’t help myself. My fingers roam over her breasts, kneading them, stroking and teasing her as she cries out for more. I thrust myself in deeper, inch by inch, taking my time so as not to hurt her. Even though I desperately want to be all the way inside of her, I force myself to ease in gently.
I work my cock in and out, her pussy stretching around me to accommodate my size. After a few minutes, I’ve set a rhythm and a pace. Her body is relaxing—and so is her pussy. It welcomes me, wet and ready to take more and more. My restraint is paying off. And then I feel it. A tightness that makes my cock even harder. Her orgasm is building.
“Scream my name,” I growl. “I want to hear you beg me for your release.”
Her eyes widen in surprise, but then she smiles and says, “Fuck me, Cas Wilder. Show me what it’s like to be fucked by a rockstar, and if you do a good job, I’ll scream your name and beg for it just like you asked.”
Fuck me. I think I’ve met my match. Not to be outdone, I cock my head to one side and reply, “Such a naughty little tease. You didn’t say please.”
She arches her brow. “Please, Cas. Fuck me.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I growl, no longer able to control myself. I pound into her.
