He settles onto the edge of the hot tub, thighs spread, eyes locked on mine as I lean forward and press a soft kiss to the head of his cock before taking him deeper. I swirl my tongue around the piercing, then around the sensitive tip, savoring him.He groans, head falling back, but his hand remains gentle in my hair.
I take him further, relaxing my throat until he nudges the back of it, then I hum around him with pure affection. The vibration draws a deep, broken sound from his chest, making my thighs squeeze together.
“That mouth of yours—fuck, baby, you’re everything.”
I pull back slowly, dragging my tongue along every vein, then push forward again. Hollowing my cheeks, I suck with devotion, one hand stroking the base in tight twists while the other gently rolls his heavy balls.
Milo’s head drops back with a deep moan, yet his eyes keep finding mine, dark with love and raw need.
“You suck my cock so well, baby,” he rasps, his voice full of wonder. “Look at you… so goddamn fucking beautiful. You’re taking every inch like such a good girl.”
The praise melts me. I take him deeper, swallowing around him until my nose brushes his skin, my throat fluttering. Tears of effort and emotion prick my eyes. I hold there for a few heart fluttering moments before pulling back with a wet gasp, strings of saliva linking us.
He growls, his fingers tightening just a little in my hair. “Keep going like that, and I’m gonna come down your throat, baby.”
“That’s the plan,” I purr, my voice husky as I look up at him through tear-streaked eyes. “Iwantyou to lose it down my throat, but not yet.”
His eyes darken with pure hunger. “You want my cum down your throat, Sienna? Want me to paint that pretty tongue white?”
I nod, licking my lips slowly.
“You’re fucking killing me, baby,” he rasps, his fingers flexing in my hair. “Fuck me. You’re a dream come true.”
The words send a fresh surge of heat between my thighs.
My mouth is on him again instantly, my cheeks hollowing with every bob. Every time his abs tighten, and his hips start to thrust, I slow down or pull off completely, stroking him with long, firm twists as my tongue flicks teasingly over his piercing.
I edge him with slow, torturous strokes, swirling my tongue around his piercing, sucking gently, then pulling back to tease the leaking head. His thighs shake, his breathing turns ragged, but his eyes never leave mine.
“Sienna… please,” he finally begs, his voice wrecked. “I need you. Let me fill that pretty mouth of yours, baby.”
I shake my head slightly, smiling around him, and take him deep and relentlessly—throat working, tongue lashing his piercing, hand pumping in perfect rhythm. His hips rock shallowly, fucking my mouth with desperate restraint.
“Fuck—Sienna—right there—don’t you dare stop?—”
I moan around him, which pushes him over the edge.
He pulls out with a guttural groan of my name. Thick ropes of cum splash across my tongue and lips. I keep stroking him, angling him so the rest paints my breasts in hot, pearly streaks that drip over my nipples.
Milo watches with dark, hooded eyes brimming with awe and possession. When the last shudder fades, he hauls me onto his lap and kisses me deeply, messily, tasting himself on my tongue. His hands tenderly knead and spread his release over my skin, his thumbs brushing my nipples until I whimper.
“You’re fucking incredible,” he growls softly against my lips. “My beautiful girl. Look at you dripping with my cum.” He kisses me again, slower,sweeter. “I’m nowhere near done with you tonight, Sienna. I want to worship every inch of you.”
I smile, breathless and aching, my heart full as I grind slowly against him. “Good. Because I’m just getting started with you too.”
Chapter Fifty
Milo
I standwithout breaking our kiss, lifting Sienna as if she weighs nothing. Her legs lock tight around my waist, thighs squeezing my hips like she never wants to let go.
Her arms coil around my neck, fingers threading through my hair as she devours my mouth with deep, hungry kisses laced with desperate little nips and soft, needy whimpers that vibrate against my tongue.
I carry her out of the hot tub and onto the deck, water streaming off our bodies in shimmering rivulets. The cool night air kisses our overheated skin, but it does nothing to cool the fire burning between us.
I lay her gently onto the cushioned chair. She spreads beneath me without hesitation, legs falling open, offering herself completely. Her glistening, swollen pussy is flushed, and her breasts rise and fall with every ragged breath, nipples tight and still marked by traces of my earlier release.
Dark curls fan across the cushion like silk, and those beautiful brown eyes burn into mine with a hunger that makes my cock throb painfully.
