She took a step toward him, checking out every inch of him.
His shoulders were broad, his muscles so pronounced on his chest and abdomen that her pussy clenched. He was bulky, but lean, like a boxer, with definition and his tendons and sinew cut under the skin.
“Go on, baby, get on your knees.”
She moved another step, and then sank to her knees in front of him.
His cock was right in her face, long, thick, the head bulbous, slightly bigger than the shaft, the tip glossy with pre-cum.
Her throat tightened, and her mouth watered. Her heart was thundering, her nerves high, but she was so soaked between her thighs, so aroused she didn’t know if he’d be able to tame it.
Her inner muscles clenched as she continued to stare at the massive size of him.
“Lyric,” he groaned out her name. “You keep looking at my dick like that and I’ll come before we even do this.”
She breathed in deeply, not able to control herself.
“Open your mouth and put my dick between those pretty lips of yours.” His command was hard, unyielding. This was what she’d been wanting, fantasizing about for longer than she’d ever admit.
She watched for a second as he continued to stroke himself, as if waiting for her to obey him.
“Go on, baby. Do it before I fucking come.”
Leaning forward, she felt her throat constrict and her mouth water. He grabbed a chunk of her hair, the sting of pain heightening her pleasure. She couldn’t hold back her moan.
“That’s it, baby,” he said when she opened her mouth. He started rubbing the tip of his dick along her lips, and she made a soft sound at the salty, musky flavor. “How wet are you?”
“So wet,” she breathed out.
“Touch your pussy, gather that cream and let me see.”
She did as he said, running her fingers through her slit, and then lifting her hand to show him. Staring up at Landon, she watched in a haze of arousal as he grabbed her wrist and brought the fingers to his mouth.
He licked the digits clean, groaning as he did it.
“So damn good.”
Another gush of wetness left her at his words and actions, and she clenched her thighs together.
“Open for me, Lyric, suck my cock.” He moved the slick tip of his shaft along her lips over and over again until she finally did as he ordered.
She lifted her eyes to look at his face at the same time she sucked him into her mouth.
“Yes,” he hissed out. “Move your tongue around my dick, lick all that pre-cum off of the tip.”
The salty flavor of his cum covered her tongue, and she couldn’t help but moan.
He started thrusting himself in and out of her mouth, fucking her like she wanted him to do between her thighs. His cum exploded on her tongue, covered the entire interior of her mouth.
Lyric wanted more, needed it. She didn’t know what had gotten into her and didn’t care either, because she didn’t want this to stop. She wanted all of his cum filling her mouth, running down the back of her throat.
She felt like she was losing her mind with arousal, like she couldn’t get enough of him.
She placed her hands on his muscular, thick thighs, and started bobbing her head, taking as much as she could. Her nails were digging into his skin, and he hissed out but started fucking her mouth harder.
“Don’t stop sucking my cock,” he ground the words out.
She stared up at him still, his cock in her mouth, her cheeks hollowed. She groaned at the salty flavor of him, covering her tongue. Still on her knees, her thighs slightly open now, she had no friction on her throbbing clit.
Lyric needed some friction, at least a little rubbing motion, because she felt like she was dying. Letting her mouth do the work, she started sucking him with fervor.
“That’s it, baby.”
His attention was on her mouth, and she loved the heated look he had on his face as he watched her give him a blowjob.
“I fucking love watching you suck my dick.” He grabbed her hair tighter. “You like my cock in your mouth, don’t you?”
She nodded and moaned.
“Yeah, you do,” he whispered, and started lifting his hips, thrusting his dick deeper, faster into her mouth. She gagged, her eyes watering, but loved he was being so forceful, that he couldn’t control himself.
“As much as I want you getting me off with your mouth and tongue, I need to be buried in your pussy.”
She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but allow him to use her in the way they both needed. A deep groan left him when she loosened her throat and took more of him. But before she knew he’d come he pulled away and helped her to stand suddenly.
Landon kissed her hard, possessively, clearly tasting himself on her mouth, but obviously not caring either.