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Erika drew him in until the head of his cock brushed the back of her throat, then she pulled away, only for a second, before sucking him down again. She ran her tongue along the underside of his dick on each withdrawal, adding a sensation that was going to make him come way too fucking fast.
When her hand found its way between his legs, cupping his balls, he had to lock his knees and grit his teeth, fighting for control.
Her whimper reverberated around his cock, drawing his attention to her, and that was when he realized he was pulling her hair, using it to guide her depth, to set the pace. He’d inadvertently taken this from blowjob to mouth fucking.
Blake loosened his grip, and Erika’s eyes rose, meeting his as she shook her head as much as possible with her mouth full of him.
“I was hurting you,” he murmured.
She rolled her eyes, the expression on her face one he’d seen countless times in the past. It was her “get a grip, Blake” expression, and it took everything he had not to laugh.
He probably would have if she hadn’t chosen that exact moment to toss gasoline onto the fire—the tip of her finger circling his anus.
Game. Fucking. On.
Blake closed his fists in her hair, resuming his earlier pace, then bumping it up a notch when Erika tried to wrestle back control.
“Your mouth is mine too,” he said through gritted teeth.
Erika hummed her assent, wiggled her finger against his ass, then tightened her grip on the base of his cock.
It was too much and not enough all at the same time because he didn’t want to come alone. He wanted her with him. Every damn time.
“Stroke your clit,” he demanded, partly for her pleasure, but also as a distraction because he was in serious danger of blowing right now.
Her finger disappeared from where it had been toying with his anus, and he missed it immediately. Then her breathing grew heavier, and he could tell she was doing what he’d asked, even though he couldn’t see.
“You’re going to come with me.”
Erika looked up again, uncertain.
“I’m not giving you an option. Stroke your clit, get yourself close.”
Her eyes drifted closed, though he wasn’t sure if it was her fingers or the way he was using her mouth or maybe both, working against her.
Though he’d only seen her come undone a handful of times, he was starting to recognize her tells…the harsh breaths, the flushed cheeks, the breathy groans when she was close.
“Three fingers,” he said, his voice husky with need. “Fuck yourself with three, dirty girl.”
Erika moaned and trembled.
“Fuck yourself the way I would. Hard and fast and rough. Get that pussy nice and wet and messy.” He prayed to God she got there quick because he was on the cusp and there wasn’t enough control in the world to stop him from?—
Erika’s cries were muffled by his cock, her body shaking as her orgasm struck. He was only two thrusts behind her, then he came. She didn’t release him, didn’t shy away. Instead, she held him in her mouth until every drop was spent, and only then did she pull away and—fuck him—swallow.
He reached down, helping her to her feet, wrapping her in his arms. She sank into his embrace, and it was then that Blake realized their hot shower was no more than lukewarm, the water quickly turning cold.
He switched the faucet off, leaning her against the wall as he stepped out and grabbed a towel. Blake dried her off, the moment reminding him of the night she’d lost Corky in the storm. She’d looked so defeated, so broken that night.
None of that was present now.
Right now, she looked well fucked, happy, and sleepy.
She didn’t move until he’d dried every part of her and himself. When he held out his hand, she took it, a soft smile on her lips.
“That was…”
He chuckled. “Yeah. It was.”
