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Fuck. Him.
Had she really just said that? And was he going to let her get away with talking to him like that?
She wrapped her mouth around his dick.
Yep, he guessed that he was.
She was too damn cute for his peace of mind.
It would be almost impossible to deny her anything.
Which was a strange thing for him to realize since he’d never felt that way about a woman before. If a sub had talked to him like that, she’d be over his lap.
But as much as he longed to spank that perky ass of hers, she wasn’t his sub. And she seemed so damn innocent that she’d probably never been spanked or dominated in the bedroom.
Fuck. Her mouth around him felt so good. When had a blow job ever felt this amazing? He could tell that she hadn’t done this often. But what she lacked in experience . . . well, she more than made up for in her enthusiasm. Just seeing her on her knees before him, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked on him, wearing that gold fucking dress with her long hair lying down her back . . .
Yeah. Fuck.
He was so close to coming that he had to grit his teeth. He’d never brought a girl up here like this. Maybe he shouldn’t be here with her. But he figured it was as secure as anywhere. If anyone came at him, he’d hear them. His gun was in the drawer next to him. He’d put it there before heading downstairs.
Yeah, he was just going to concentrate on her taking him deep, then humming in pleasure.
As though she was thoroughly enjoying herself.
And that more than anything had him nearly exploding.
“Christ, girl. You’re going to have me coming far too quickly.” He wrapped a hand around the base of his dick and squeezed hard. He wanted to last a bit longer than this.
Though what he really wanted was to fuck her. But he needed to get her ready for him first. He wasn’t small and if it had been a while for her . . .
Although, the wet patch she’d left on his pants told him that she was definitely turned on.
She licked her tongue across the head of his dick while looking up at him.
Fuck.
Where had she learned to do that?
“Keep your eyes on me,” he commanded, still holding his dick. Those big, brown eyes stared up at him. “Now take the head of my dick into your mouth. That’s it. Suck. Go right down. As far as you can. Keep your gaze up. Fuck, girl. Yep, just like that.”
It was going to be hard to hold back. He ran his hand up and down the base of his shaft. “Move away.”
She did, looking up at him curiously.
He liked how well she took direction and wanted to see if he could push that a bit further. He held his cock up. “Kiss my balls.”
She moved her mouth lower, placing soft kisses on his balls. Damn. He closed his eyes, running his hand up and down his dick with short, sharp movements.
“Move back. Open your mouth and take me inside you again.”
He dropped his hold on his dick, letting her move her mouth down the shaft. She went slow, then fast.
He kept his hands at his sides. It was hard to resist grabbing her hair and curling it around his fist. Or clutching the back of her head to guide her movements.
Fuck.