Page 61 of Play Me

I tilt my head to press a kiss to her forehead and whisper a gentle “good night”. The quiet engulfs me and soon I am breathing deeply too, and dreaming of round brown eyes and floating on clouds.

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Something delicious is happening. That’s the absolute first thought I have when I wake up.

Something that is making my eyes water and my mouth dry at the same time.

Something that is weighing on my breath and causing my fingers to clench.

Something that is warm and wet, making the pit of my stomach start to burn, to churn.

Something that feels sweet like just whipped chocolate mousse but hot like chili oil searing the top of your mouth.

Something that makes me moan without me knowing I’m doing it.

And then, for a moment it stops.

“It’s about time you woke up,” I hear Cadence taunt me, and then I feel the deliciousness again.

Her mouth is sliding down my cock, my already achingly hard, engorged to a straining thickness cock.

Oh my god, I process, as my head falls back onto the pillow, my fucking cock is in Cadence’s fucking mouth.

And fuck me if she doesn’t know what she’s doing.

Undoing me, that’s what she’s doing.

My fingers curl and grip the bed sheet as the tip of my cock grazes the back of her throat.

Oh. My. God.

She drags her lips up the length of my hardness and I struggle to take a breath. She giggles and runs her fingertip around the rim of my dick.

“Stop.” I don’t know why I say it. Which is good because she doesn’t listen.

Instead, I feel her hand wrap itself at the base of my shaft and then her lips, those soft, moist, plump, fucking lips from heaven, drop around the head of my cock and then slide back down, completely engulfing me in her mouth.

I arch my back and try to thrust deeper.

She gags gently, and the sound sends me into a downward spiral.

I tilt my head to watch her. She’s kneeling between my legs, her ass bobbing in the air as she attends to my iron hard cock. I need to come.

“Climb on me, baby,” I rasp, reaching for her.

She pulls off my cock and I almost regret interrupting her. But there’s plenty of time for that. Right now, I want to be inside her again.

Straddling over me, she pulls her t-shirt off, and her tits fall, fleshy and pump on my face as she leans over, angling her nipples to rest on my lips. I suckle at them hungrily. They instantly harden and I flick the tips with my tongue. Her groan is my reward and I do it again so I can burn that delicious sound into my brain.

I feel her lean and brace her hands on either side of my face and her hips move into position. I reach around her and run the tip of my cock along the opening of her sex. It’s burning hot. The little minx woke me up so I could do this for her.

Lifting my hips, she moans softly at the pressure of my cock and she pushes herself off her hands and rocks back onto her heels, sinking all the way down on my shaft.

I’m going to last about five more seconds.

If I’m lucky.

No man was ever meant to hold back from this kind of pleasure.