She nods. Slowly, I slide out, then in. My entire body tenses and aches from the pleasure pulsing through me. I grit my teeth to steady myself.
Then I grab the vibrator and flip it on. I press it to her clit, and she instantly starts squirming on the bed. Her chest heaves up and down, and her nipples are hard again.
“You’re so fucking pretty, Briar,” I mutter. “I could come just looking at you.”
I keep that slow, steady rhythm in and out of her mouth. She’s so soft and warm and wet…I’m barely hanging on.
Her eyes roll back. She moans around my hard dick, and the vibrations hike up the pleasure inside of me.
“You love having my dick down your throat and your vibrator on your clit, don’t you?”
She looks at me and nods. I almost pass out at the sight of her: her mouth and throat full of my cock, her pussy wet, her clit pulsing, her body soft and writhing.
I tense the muscles in my quads to hold off orgasm. Not till she gets hers first. She’s always first.
Her legs start to shake, and her moans turn to muffled screams. She’s close.
“That’s my good girl. You’re almost there. Come hard for me.”
I go still halfway in her mouth so I can focus on her orgasm. It comes seconds later. She thrashes against the bed while screaming around my cock.
I try to hold off, but I can’t help it. Watching her come this hard with my dick in her mouth pushes me over the edge.
White heat sears down my spine as the pleasure inside of me explodes. It hits me like a freight train. I unload into Briar’s sweet, perfect mouth. The sound I make is rough and loud. I fall forward and brace myself with a hand on the bed.
I stand there, my heart racing and my ears pounding as I struggle to catch my breath. My skin feels like it’s on fire. My chest feels hollowed out and raw.
Slowly, I slide out of her mouth. She holds my gaze as she swallows my release.
Holy shit.
That will never, ever get old, watching her do that.
“Are you good?” I ask.
She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Her sweet mouth curves up into that teasing, naughty smile that makes me feel lucky to be alive every time she aims it at me.
“I’m great. That was…” She shakes her head, like she’s searching for the right words. “Mind blowing.”
Pride bursts through my chest. “You can be honest with me, Briar. You won’t hurt my feelings.”
“I am being honest.” She reaches up for me, then yanks on my hand. I lie down next to her in bed.
She does what she always does when we finish doing something naughty in bed: she cuddles into me and rests her head on my chest.
Warm tingles scatter across my skin. I could die happy like this, with Briar burrowing into my chest.
“Everything we try—everything I do with you is way, way better than anything I’ve ever imagined.”
I smile at the wonder in her voice. I love how surprised she sounds. It’s fucking adorable.
“Careful. You keep talking like that, you’re gonna give me a complex.”
She giggles, then looks up at me. “It’s well earned. You’re incredible in bed, Blake.”
“So are you.”
She smiles and shakes her head. “No way.”
