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The door slams against the wall as we come crashing through it, our lips sealed to each other.Giggles escape out of Jolie when I place her on the long table I have near my front door where I usually place my keys.Her ass barely fits on it, but I can’t go any farther without feeling her pulse around me.
“I need to make you come.”
“You won’t hear any objections from me,” she says breathily.
I go straight for the button on her jeans and then tug on the waistband.She lifts her hips enough for me to pull her pants over her ass and down her legs.I take her underwear with them because why waste time.She won’t need them for the rest of the night, or at all tomorrow if I have anything to say about it.She kicks off her shoes while I’m pulling them down so I can rip them straight off by the time I get to her feet.
She giggles at my caveman grunt as I throw them across the room, then before the smile even has a chance to fall from her face, I drop to my knees, wrap my arms under her knees and over her thighs, pulling her to the edge of the table, and then bury my head between them, my tongue plundering her pussy.
I’m starved for her.No matter how much I have her, it never feels like enough.
“Oh God,” she cries, her fingers digging into my hair and pulling on the longer strands.Her thighs clench around my head as I suck on her clit and flick it with my tongue.“Yes…yes, right there.Oh my God, Tristan.Don’t stop.”
I would tell her I never plan to stop, but that would require stopping.Instead, I remove one of my hands from around her leg and slide a finger inside her tight, wet heat.She inhales sharply, and the way her pussy clenches around my finger makes me so hard I feel lightheaded.I slide a second finger in and curl them, sliding them along the spot I know will trigger her release.My mouth sucks on her clit hard while my fingers pump relentlessly inside of her, and she shatters around me with a scream, her thighs holding my head hostage and her body shaking.Her fingers still grip my hair, and my scalp starts to burn from how hard she’s pulling, but I’d let her rip it all out if it meant I could taste her like this all the time.
Her thighs relax, her fingers loosening their grip, as she falls back against the wall and tries to catch her breath.I meet her gaze and slide my fingers into my mouth, licking off the remnants of her release, no drop wasted.Heat flares in her eyes as she leans forward and pulls my face to her mouth.She kisses me fiercely, like she owns me—as if that was ever in doubt.I kiss her back just as passionately.
She pulls away, and the fire in her eyes burns brighter as she smiles at me before she slides off the table and falls to her knees.She places her hand on my chest and pushes me back until I’m lying on the floor.We’re still in my entryway, and there’s a perfectly comfortable bed down the hall, but with the fierce look in her eyes, I’m not going to recommend moving.I’m too eager to see what she’ll do.
“Do you know how sexy you were tonight?”
I let out a disbelieving laugh.“Yeah, because it’s so hot being awkward.”
She straddles my thighs and frowns at me.“You pushed yourself out of your comfort zone and tried something new that scared you.And in case you didn’t notice, most of the people there tonight were awkward in their own ways.It wasn’t just you.”She runs her hand down my stomach before sliding it under my shirt and scraping her nails across my abs.I let out a hiss as blood rushes to my achingly hard cock.
“It was sexy to see you laughing and having fun, even when you felt ridiculous.”She slides down and positions herself between my legs.“I think you deserve your reward now,” she says as she unbuckles my pants and pulls them off.
“I thought you mentioned chocolate would be involved,” I say, barely able to form a coherent thought as I watch her stare down at my cock like it’s a million dollars.
“This is only part one.You’re definitely getting chocolate,” she says as she grips my shaft and licks along the base before circling the head with her pink tongue.
Nothing has ever been sexier than watching Jolie lick my cock like a goddamn lollipop.But then she takes me all the way in her mouth, and my mind goes completely blank.I forget words, my name, where we even are.All that exists is her mouth, her hand, her gorgeous eyes that have me trapped while she decimates my world with the best blow job of my life.
“Jo,” I choke out, grabbing a fistful of her hair and wrapping it around my hand.I don’t pull on it because she doesn’t need any guidance.She’s doing a damn fine job all on her own.The hunger in her eyes sets me off faster than I’m prepared for, and I panic as I feel my release barreling through me.
“Jolie!”I tug on her hair, hoping to give her enough warning to get off before Iget off, but she doubles down, and I swear my eyes cross as I come down her throat.My orgasm hits me with the force of a ten-ton truck, and I suck in lungfuls of air while my brain tries to reconcile what just happened.I loosen my grip on her hair and drop my head back to the floor, my chest heaving.Jo kisses her way up my stomach and my chest, until she’s lying on top of me, her chin resting on her hand.
“Fuck, you’ve ruined me.”
She smiles a proud and contented smile.“Good, because no one else gets to have you.”
I look at her then.It’s the first time she’s claimed me as her own like this, and it does something to me to hear her own me.
I mean, she always has, but it’s different now.
I roll us over until my body’s covering hers, and kiss her deeply, passionately, putting all my love, all my hopes and dreams for us into this kiss.
“I love you, Jolie.”
She doesn’t say it back, but it’s in her eyes.It’s in the way she pulls me down and kisses me just as fiercely as I kissed her.
“You were promised chocolate and chocolate you shall have,” Jolie says as she walks back into my room, her body clad in only my T-shirt, her legs on full display.My mouth waters at the sight of her in my clothes and the knowledge that she’s completely naked underneath.She carries a bottle of Hershey’s syrup in one hand and a can of whipped cream in the other.“You like chocolate, but I like cream.”She winks at me, and my body tightens with the restraint it takes not to lunge for her and show her I much prefer the taste of her over anything chocolate.
“I know,” I say, clearly remembering her swallowing me down earlier tonight.I don’t think I’ll ever forget that image, even if I tried.
She places the bottle and can on the nightstand and then strips off my shirt.I reach out, my hand sliding up her thigh, over her stomach, until I reach her breast, which fits perfectly in my hand.I pull on her nipple, and she lets out a small moan that makes me want to do dirty, dirty things to her body.Grabbing the bottle of chocolate sauce with one hand, I pull her onto the bed with the other.She giggles, and the sound goes straight to my cock.Flipping the cap on the bottle, I turn it over and start dribbling chocolate sauce in a messy trail from her neck over her breasts, down her stomach, all the way to the top of her still glistening pussy.