Page 76 of The Fix
“Oh, fuck,” I call out and nearly climb up the bed when she envelops me in the warmth of her mouth. The head of my cock hits the back of her throat, and I fist the sheets in a death grip to keep from blowing too fast. “Fuuuuck me.”
Anna drags her tongue over me, coating me, and it takes every ounce of my restraint to let her taste me.
I’m covered in sweat, my jaw so tight I can feel my teeth protesting, when she finally sits back and stares down at me.
Completely naked.
“Fuck, you’re so damn sexy.” I’m gasping for air as she pats the pockets of the jeans still around my waist.
The grin she releases when she finds the foil pack and fishes it free is downright evil.
“Were you expecting I’d say yes, Jeffers?”
I don’t get a chance to answer. Because she rips it open as she speaks and takes her sweet-ass time rolling the rubber down my shaft.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan, my hands aching with how hard I hold onto the sheets. “Come sit on my face. It’s my turn to taste that juicy cunt.”
Anna blinks at me, her hands stilled on my dick. “What?”
I swear I see a flush cover her pretty face. “You heard me.”
“Oh, no. I can’t—”
I shoot upright so fast, I have to ignore the way my head spins. “You can. And you will.” I cup her face in my palms and press my lips to hers. “Cover me in you, Mama. I’m dying for a taste.”
Flopping back, I grab her hips when she remains still, working her body up my chest and over my shoulders. She comes to me slowly, carefully, but moves until she’s hovering right over my chin, her knees on either side of my head.
I hum at the sight of her, spread open and so close to my tongue that I dart up to give her a teasing lick.
“Toby,” Anna yelps, her chest fluttering with her racing breath.
“What?” I smirk when she stares at me with wild eyes.
“W-what if I smother you?”
I chuckle and run my tongue over my teeth, tasting the remnants of her sweet cunt clinging to my tastebuds. “I’d sooner drown in you.”
Adjusting my grip to her hips, I pull Anna closer until she’s seated over my lips. I suck the little bundle, and she bucks off me.
“Toby, I can’t do this,” she gasps out, those pink lips parted.
“Mama.” I wait until her eyes collide with mine. “Sit. On. My. Fucking. Face.”
Anna shudders. “O-okay.”
She lowers all the way this time, that peachy ass planted on my chest, and I waste no time diving back in to lick and lap at her.
“Oh God … Toby,” she moans, her hands finding mine and latching on.
Fuck.
The sight of her towering over me, her head tilted back and that long hair of hers teasing the tips of my fingers that dig into her hips, has both my dick and my chest throbbing. My pulse is through the roof when she shudders, her mewls releasing with each pass of my tongue, her breathy rasps calling my name with each swirl over her clit.
God, she’s fucking beautiful.
I’m hard as steel when she arches her back, those perfect tits of hers pushing up into the air with peaked nipples, and I reach up to roll one between my roughened thumb and finger.
“T-Toby!”