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Vulnerability darkens my mind.
“I want your cock in my mouth, Carson.”
She sucks me off until those dark insecurities of mine are chased away by pleasure. It’s not long before I’m clutching her hair, fucking her mouth at a pace I enjoy, relishing the slurping sounds she makes while deep throating me. “That’s a good girl. Use that pretty mouth on me.”
Mak’s lashes flutter, her eyes watering as she stares up at me a second before my balls tighten and I unload in her mouth. My body is so tight I could snap. Once the last of my climax shudders through me, my girl spits all my cum back onto my dick.
I growl in appreciation. “Damn, that’s hot.”
She doesn’t say a word when she slips out of her clothing and mounts me. Grabbing her hips, I stare at her with hooded eyes, wondering if I can take much more of her touch.
“Can you keep going?” Mak asks, running her pussy along my now semi-hard shaft.
I kiss her as my response and within seconds, I’m hard as steel again. I doubt I’ll be able to come a second time, but that doesn’t mean I can’t fuck her into oblivion. She lowers herself down on my dick slowly, using my cum and her arousal as lubrication.
“Open,” she demands, holding my throat.
It takes me a hot second to obey, but I end up tipping my head back and doing it. She’s gathered thick spit on her tongue and lets it slowly drip into my mouth. It’s not much, but it makes me crazy. I can’t explain why I like the things I do, and it’s hard to find a partner who’s willing to play in all the ways I like. Until Mak came into my life.
“Swallow like a good boy,” she says in a sultry voice.
I obey.
Mak impales herself on my cock over and over, squatting down on me like I’m a toy for her to play with. I lay back and enjoy every second of being dominated like this. But when her legs start to shake and her rhythm is lost, I take control and thrust my hips upwards again and again while holding her hips to keep her in place.
She claws my biceps and I hope she draws blood.
Rolling her over, I hook my elbows under her legs, and lift her higher to rail her at a new, tilted angle.
She gasps.
I stop. “Too much?”
“N-no.”
I don’t believe her. “Mak, is it too deep?” I test her out, driving into her slower this time, and her breath hitches again. I stop and arch my brow, waiting for her to speak.
“I like it. But go slow until I say otherwise.”
No problem. “What’s your safe word?”
“Cupcake.”
“Good girl.” I thrust slowly, holding my breath while I do because her inner walls clamp down on my dick with a vice grip. “Play with your clit for me.”
She licks her middle finger and brings it down between her legs. The sight of my cock coated in her cream, her pussy wrapped around my base, and her slender fingers rubbing circles around her clit—it’s a concoction heady enough to make me dizzy with need. I want to fill her to the brim and collar her for good.
“Faster,” she says, her voice raspy. “I want it hard when I come on your big dick.”
This woman is perfection.
I give her what she asks for, keeping my attention locked on her body language and the noises flying out of her pretty little mouth. My balls draw tight again.
“I’m close,” she rasps.
Our bodies slap together. Sweat blooms down my back. My grip tightens on her legs and when she lets out a glorious scream, her pussy clenches around me and milks my cock, kicking me over the edge with her. I roar my release, and I empty myself for a second time in my girl.
Pulling out, I stare at her pussy, loving how my cum drips out of her.