Page 14 of Never Till Now

“God, I didn’t think you could get any sexier,” he purrs. “Do you want me to fuck your mouth till you choke on my cock, Blondie?”

Damn, his filthy words are the match to our dynamite. I hum in acceptance and drag my nails down the back of his thighs, pulling him in deeper.

“Take every ounce of pleasure you need from my mouth, Charmer.” I kiss the head of his swollen dick.

He loses control and starts to thrust in, hitting the back of my throat. I let him use my mouth and hold eye contact as my eyes water. He pulls out as I take a few deep breaths and flatten my tongue, unhinging my jaw to pull him even farther down my throat. His expression changes and I know he’s about to finish if I continue. I suck him in as deep as I can and reach my hand up to roll his balls.

“Fuck,” he grunts and goes to back up. “I’m going to paint your face with my cum.”

I grab onto his ass to keep him thrusting.

“Lauren, this is your last warning.” His voice is strained.

I don’t back down to his polite gesture. Warm liquid hits my throat as he grunts. I swallow and he pulls out. His head is still bowed down to me as his arm supports him on the wall. I stand back up as pride gloats through me. I don’t dish out blow jobs often, but when I feel someone deserves my talent, they sure as hell get it.

Vasectomy or not, I don’t feel I can risk it. I also don’t know him well enough to trust he won’t get attached.

“That was an incredible surprise.” He shuts the water off and hands me a towel. “There are women with no gag reflex, and then there is your level of no gag reflex.”

“Just have to relax the jaw.” I smirk and shrug.

We head to my bed, and I pull out clean clothes, realizing his shirt is covered in soda.

“I have an old university tee that might fit you.” I hold up a long navy shirt.

“I’m fine walking a few blocks without a shirt.”

I pull a shirt over my head and grab fresh panties. I feel my wet hair start to seep through my tee and wonder if I look like a drowned cat. I’ve always hated how I looked with damp hair all clumped together.

“Thank you for the fun afternoon.” I smile, pulling my hair into a messy bun.

I watch his eyes drop to the hem of my rising shirt that exposes my panties.

“Yeah, I’d say I am a pretty good tour guide.”

“You don’t need a map, that’s for sure.” I keep a flirty tone as I bite my lip and noticeably let my eyes wander over his chiseled body.

“I’ll gladly give you another eventful afternoon if you decide you want more explorations.” He takes a step forward and the air leaves my body.

I want him on me.

Under me.

In me.

Now.

I can feel my underwear grow wet even though I just had an orgasm. His presence does this to my body. I feel my heart pick up and my lips tingle with the need to feel his on mine. Adam grabs my elbows and I know his smirk confirms he’s reading my thoughts. I stare into his dilated eyes and wait for him to grab my neck and throw me on the bed, his lips painting my body as I moan his name. He needs to be the one to step away because I won’t be able to resist letting him inside me without a condom this time. He takes a deep breath and clears his throat.

“Rain check those thoughts, Lauren.” He steps back. “I need to go get some work finished.”

“Maybe I should make a friend at some point,” I think out loud.

“I could be your friend.” He pauses. “We’re on the same page. Friends with benefits?”

“You’re being so cliché right now, and I’m about to kick you out of my place.” I cross my arms trying to hide my smile.

“Who are you and where have you been all my life?” His hand meets his chest over his heart.