My breath catches as the heat of her mouth sears me through the fabric of my trousers.
“Fuck. Did you just bite me?”
“I thought you liked a bit of pain, Tobias.”
“Fucking demon,” I groan, sliding lower in the chair and spreading my thighs wider, fully giving myself over to her.
She continues toying with me through the fabric, driving me fucking crazy with the need to just sink into the heat of her mouth.
“Baby, don’t make me come in my pants like a damn schoolboy,” I force out between heaving breaths.
She laughs. “But that’s exactly what you are,” she quips.
“I’m fucking nineteen, Demon. I’m all man, and you damn well know it.”
“So what are you saying?” she teases.
“I’m saying get your goddamn lips around my cock and let me come down your throat.”
My head falls back as a loud, relieved sigh falls from my lips as she follows my demand, tucking her fingers beneath my waistband and begins tugging them free from my hips.
Not needing to prolong this torture any longer, I lift my arse from the seat and allow her to pull the fabric right down my legs. But she doesn’t stop there—instead of leaving them hanging around my ankles, she tugs them off and discards them as if they’ve personally offended her.
“Better,” she whispers a beat before the heat of her lips lands on my thigh.
“Demon,” I grunt, much to her amusement. “Oh shit,” I bark when she sinks her teeth into my skin, hard enough to draw blood, I’m sure.
“Mine,” she purrs, tracing over the bite mark with the tip of her tongue.
“You marking me down there, baby?” I ask, the realisation making my cock jerk violently.
“Wouldn’t want any of those girls at your school thinking you’re available, would we?” Her tone is meant to be all teasing, I’m sure, but I still hear a tinge of jealousy in there. And I fucking love it.
“None of them are getting anywhere close to my thigh, Demon. Don’t you worry.”
“Huh, maybe I should leave my mark somewhere a little more obvious then. Ward off the predators.”
“Mark me anywhere you want, baby. I am all fucking yours.”
She kisses and bites right the way up my thigh, leaving me wondering just how it might look with her teeth marks and bruises marring it.
Just before I think about moving so I can see, all the thoughts fall from my head as the heat of her tongue connects with the head of my cock.
“Yes,” I cry as she laps at my precum as if she hasn’t eaten for a week. “Do I taste good, baby?”
“Like reckless decisions.”
A smile curls at my lips as she continues to tease me, building me up to what I’ve no doubt will be an earth-shattering release when she finally lets me have it.
The second she sinks down on my length, taking me right the way to the back of her throat, I damn near shatter. It takes every bit of strength and willpower I possess to hold off and allow myself to enjoy this for just a few minutes at least.
I just told her I’m all man, so now I need to prove it.
“Fuck, Jodie. Fuck. I fucking love your mouth.”