Page 66 of Catch My Fall
“It’s okay. I want to, just… just don’t grip my hair, please.”
“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.”
She reaches a hand up to link her fingers with mine as her other wraps around the base of my cock as her mouth descends, her eyes never leaving mine.
She takes me in her mouth, taking me as far as she can go before releasing me with a pop and my balls tighten in an instant. I’m not going to last long, I’m certain of it.
I can only stare in awe as her head bobs up and down, the length of my cock disappearing into the wet warmth of her mouth.
“Jesus, you’re good at this,” I hiss as she massages the underside of my cock with her tongue, running along the thick vein that pulses with arousal.
The wet, sloppy sounds as she sucks me off has my balls tightening. It’s so erotically crude that it only turns me on more.
“Spin around, princess. Let me lick your pussy.” Her eyes flare as she pops her mouth off me and turns around, backing up the bed so her pussy hovers over my mouth, her knees either side of my head. “Baby, I’m gonna need you to sit on my face.”
“But you won’t be able to breathe,” she pants.
“Oh, I’ll find a way. Now sit.” I grip her hips and tug her down so she’s smothering me, and spear my tongue into her wet cunt.
She cries out as I lick her from her entrance all the way up to her clit, that I suck between my lips, tickling with my tongue.
“Put your mouth on me, princess,” I say before diving back in for more.
Sparks of pleasure shoot through me when she swallows all of me. I feel her gag around me as the tip hits the back of her throat, but it doesn’t deter her. She’s a natural at this, I suppose all those smutty books I noticed in the corner of her bedroom back home have taught her a trick or two.
She sucks me like it’s her job to please me, her saliva dribbling down to my balls that she begins massaging with her hand and before I know it, I’m nearing my climax.
I lift her up slightly, the cool chill in the room hitting my wet face. “I’m gonna come, princess. Stop now if you don’t want it to be in your mouth. But it’s your turn to come first.”
I flick my tongue against her clit, desperate to make her come before me, but with her mouth still sliding up and down my cock, it’s a challenge to hold it off.
I feel her pussy quiver, her legs tightening around my head and I don’t have to wait long until she’s gushing all over my tongue, her sweet, tangy juices coating my face and filling my mouth.
Her climax triggers mine and I come so hard my ears ring and my vision turns fuzzy, and she doesn’t stop sucking until she’s taken every last drop of my cum.
I lift her off me and spin her around, crashing my lips to hers, sharing the taste of our releases, as the musky scent of sex lingers all around us.
I excuse myself to the bathroom to clean up before bringing Sierra a damp washcloth and cleaning her up too before climbing back into bed. I pull her against me, the warmth of her body tucked into mine is the best feeling in the world.
She tips my chin towards her and stretches up to kiss me. “Happy birthday,” she says softly, just as the clock beside us strikes midnight.
I press a kiss to the top of her head as she snuggles herself against my chest. “Best birthday ever.”
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The next morning, I wake up to my phone buzzing on the nightstand and Gage’s name lights up my screen.
Blinking against the harsh sunlight that streams through the gap in the curtains, I slip out of bed and leave the room as quietly as I can before I answer.
“Did I wake you?” he asks. I glance at the clock in my phone. Ten-thirty. Shit.
I swallow. “Uh, no. Why?”
“No reason. So, how’s everything your end? I trust you’re taking good care of my sister.”
Define taking care of her, I want to ask.
The tone of his voice makes me wonder if somehow he knows that I was balls-deep inside his sister only hours ago and my heart thumps.