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Only one of us had a fulfilling, glamorous, and exciting life to return to when this was all over. All I had to show for myself was disabling social anxiety, a fear of men, a shoebox apartment, and unresolved issues.
Trying to focus on the here and now, I curled my tongue into the shape of his shaft, licking him like a lollipop, jerking him off while swirling the tip of my tongue around his crown. He grabbed my hair from the back, twisting its length around his fist like the reins of a horse, and tipped my chin up just so, making his shaft grind against the roof of my mouth as he began fucking it mercilessly. “Is your little cunt aching for me, baby?”
I nodded eagerly, my jaw straining as the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat with each thrust. He picked up speed.
“Is it dripping for me?”
Another nod. Hell yes, it was. My head was spinning, I was so drunk with desire.
“Can I check for myself?”
Tears prickled my eyes as he pounded harder and faster into my mouth, pressing to the hilt. He was an aggressive lover, and I liked that he didn’t treat me like a fragile little thing. Like damaged goods. I nodded eagerly.
He kept one hand holding my hair in a death grip and continued fucking my mouth as he reached past my breasts, giving them an appreciative squeeze before gliding his big, tough hand down my belly. When he reached my legs, he slapped my knees open so I was spread as wide as I could be in this position. Curling three fingers, he brushed them along my pink, dripping pussy. Oh God. I was going to combust.
“Fuck. Maybe you can take it this time like a good girl. What do you say?” He picked up more speed, and it felt incredible, him in my mouth, his fingers in my pussy, filling me everywhere. Well, almost everywhere.
As if reading my mind, a low rumble trembled through his abs. “Are you gonna come just from sucking me off, Dot?”
I looked up, pinning my tear-filled gaze on him, and nodded. I could. I really could.
He removed his hand from my pussy and used it to trace the edges of my jaw gently, still fucking my mouth. “May I play with your ass, sweetheart?”
I gurgled the saliva and precum in my mouth as an answer, gathering my breasts in my hands and using them to massage his balls with a small nod. I writhed, empty and desperate for my own release, grinding against the flat surface of his mattress.
Please. Please help me. I need this. I need to come.
“I got you, Dot.” He grabbed me by the ankles, scooting me closer so my face was in his crotch, still sucking him off, while he grabbed one of my ass cheeks in one hand and slipped his index and middle finger into my pussy with the other, and fit a pinky into my tight hole. He began playing with me, the slurping sounds my body made filling the room. A spasm volleyed through me, and I cried out, choking on my own saliva and his cock, stars twinkling underneath my eyelids as ripple after ripple of an orgasm washed through me. What was happening? Since when was I a sexually liberated woman who loved to suck cock and get her ass fingered? What was this man doing to me?
“Gonna come now, baby,” Row said huskily, wrapping my hair around his fist and tilting my head up to pull me off him.
I stayed glued to his dick, nodding my head. “Go for it.”
“You mean…?”
I nodded, not ready to part ways with his cock.
He grunted. “Shit, I knew you were perfect. Perfect.” He thrust into my mouth. “Perfect.”
With this praise, he came undone. A flood of hot, thick cum rushed into my mouth. I swallowed every drop, closing my eyes with his hand clasping the back of my head, his entire body shuddering. When the trembling subsided, I looked up at him.
“Row?”
“Yes, Dot?”
“Your dick is covered in my lip gloss.”
He sat up straight, this smooth, large Adonis of a man. He looked down at his cock—still half-hard—and the pink, glittery smears around it, and smiled. “I think I might skip my shower today.”
“Bad idea. Here.” I rolled his sweatpants back on, tucking my lip gloss into his waistband. “Just put some on your dick instead of lube next time you feel horny.”
His hand clasped mine before I could remove it from his waistband. “Next time I feel horny, I know who to call.”
Calm your tits, and the organ beating wildly behind them, Cal. You cannot afford to fall in love. Last time you opened up to Franco, he detonated your life.
“So.” I licked my lips. “Now that we’re done with third base, I guess it’s time for…” I trailed off, raising my eyebrows meaningfully.
“Our morning jog,” he finished for me, jerking his head sideways, to the clock. “Almost seven. Better hurry up.”
