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She leans up and whispers in my ear, “I’ve never seen such a spectacular cock.”
I bob against her stomach and her cheeks are flushed when she meets my eyes again.
“Do you love it?” I ask.
She nods. “I really,reallydo.”
She steps out of the way so one of the showerheads can reach mebetter and then sits on the bench. She looks up at me and then puts her hands on my ass, pulling me closer to her. My dick is at just the right level to dip into her mouth. She wraps her fist around me and it’s pale against my brown skin. Every movement she makes stands out all the more.When she lowers her pink lips around me, it’s almost more than I can take.
“Elle Benton is sucking my dick,” I say in awe. Because Iama dick and can never be one hundred percent serious for very long. And also because fuck me,Elle Benton is sucking my dick.
She hums against me and I groan.
“Fuck.”
Her lips pop off of me and she stares up at me, doe-eyed. I nearly lose it once again.
She licks me with a single long stroke, her eyes never leaving mine and my dick taps on her lips in approval. She grins and it’s the hottest fucking thing. She licks me from root to tip again, this time topping it with a kiss.
“Show me how you like it. I’m not good at this,” she says.
“You’re fucking great at this,” I tell her. “Open.”
She opens her mouth and I slide inside, groaning.
“I like everything you’re doing, I promise. Love everything…” I add a moment later.
Her hands wrap around my base, and the magic she creates with her hands and mouth, holy hell. I try to remain still, but when her hands move around to grip my ass and take me even deeper, my head falls back and I rock into her.
When I look at her again, her eyes are on mine and I twitch in her mouth.
“Touch yourself,” I tell her. “Let me see you make yourself feel good too.”
Her fingers go between her legs and I thrust into her mouth. She swallows and I let out a ragged moan. She gasps and her head bobs over me, the intensity building as she takes her pleasure too.
“You’re so fucking good at this,” I tell her.
I smooth her hair back, unable to take my eyes off of her. Too many amazing places to look at once, her mouth on me or the way she dips her middle finger inside and presses the heel of her hand to her clit. I’m on overload.
She whimpers and I can tell she’s so close.
“Fuck, Elle. I’m gonna come.” I tug her hair gently and she doubles down.
And I go to the fucking moon.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
FALLOUT
ELLE
Then
I didn’t usually getnervous before seeing Rhodes. Excited jitters maybe, but not nervous. But the past year had been the rockiest stretch we’d ever had. Part of it was not seeing each other as much. After we’d had a rough conversation one nightwhere we’d basically called each other out for a) his inability to be in a relationship, and b) my tendency to be in a serial-relationship, he’d gone out of his way to call more. It had definitely helped, alot, but things had still felt somewhat tentative between us since then. I didn’t like it.
I’d seen him on FaceTime at least once a week, but it was the longest we’d ever gone without seeing each other in person. Since that conversation, I’d only seen him for a few hours at a game in Denver. He hadn’t even been able to spend the night because his grandma had suddenly passed. We’d gone out to eat after the game and then back to my apartment for a couple of hours when he got the call. I drove him to the airport at three in the morning so he could meet his parents in South Africa.
It had been even longer since I’d seen his parents though. I hoped they would balance out any potential awkwardness between me and Rhodes. How had it come to this? I’d wanted to avoid that more than anything with my best friend, yet here we were.