Chapter 8
NOAH
It was perfect.
I was seated on a comfy couch, the windows open, and a gentle, warm breeze flowed through the expanse of the beachfront estate. My arms were draped over the back of the cushions.
A gorgeous woman was on her knees in front of me, my cock in her mouth.
I watched her, a big grin on my face as she took me down her throat over and over, my cock glistening as she moved the tight seal of her lips along my length, her hands cupping my balls.
The pleasure was enough to make me forget about that damn mask on her face, the one she wouldn’t take off no matter what.
She let out a sexy laugh as she brought her lips off the end of my head, stroking me as she looked up with smiling eyes.
“How’s that feel, Doc?” she asked, her hand moving up and down my shaft.
“So damn good that it’s absolute torture for you to stop.”
She brought her lips to me one more time, this time kissing along the side of my dick. “Now, I have a very important question for you.”
“And what’s that, beautiful?”
“Do you want to finish in my mouth, or…someplace else?”
Now, that was a tough one. Truth be told, her oral skills were enough that she had me on the brink right then. The idea of unloading my seed into her mouth, watching her drink down every last drop, was about as hot as it came.
That would’ve been very nice indeed. But I didn’t wantnice– I wantedmore.
“Well?” she asked, her fingers tracing the outline of my cock as she raised her eyebrows. “What do you want?”
I answered her by slipping my hands underneath her arms and bringing her up to her feet. She let out a sexy, surprised squeal as I raised her up. Her flat, smooth belly was at eye level, and I couldn’t help but lean in and cover it in kisses, my hands squeezing her luscious, round tits.
“Oh…Oh my God,” she moaned as I teased her nipples, feeling them go hard against my touch.
I pulled my face back, then pointed to my steel-stiff cock.
“Sit down on this,” I commanded.
She smiled. “If those are the doctor’s orders…”
She climbed onto the couch, spreading her legs as she straddled me. Once she was hovering over my cock, I took hold of my length and steadied it.
“I want you to ride me.”
She did as I asked, dropping down slowly, my head spreading her lips open. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, bucking her hips as I moved inside of her. She was tight, my cock stretching her out as I vanished inside.
When I was fully buried, she leaned forward and put her lips on mine, our tongues finding one another’s as we kissed long and deep.
My big hands slid down her curves, coming to a stop on her perfect, round ass. I opened my eyes and glanced down, noting once more that odd tattoo, the tree sprouting from books.
The moment she wrapped her arms around my shoulder and began to ride me, however, my mind was on things other than her artful ink.
She leaned forward, bringing her tits close enough to my face so that I could suck on her nipples, sexy as fuck little moans pouring out of her as I tasted her sweetness.
Her ass worked underneath my hands, and I squeezed it hard to help it along. The sight of her body working, the muscles of her trim, but curvy physique tensing and flexing, was enough to bring me right to the edge of exploding inside of her.
The woman’s hips rolled like waves as she rode, and the sharpness of her breath let me know she was ready to come. The way she felt wrapped around my cock, warm and wet and tight, was like nothing else.