“Would you like me to sit on your face?”
“Fuck yes.” He growls, reaching for my legs and gliding his fingers up my thighs. He grabs my ass to pull me down slowly, letting me lower myself at my own pace. When I get to my knees, he lifts to meet me like he’s starved and makes me come with his mouth.
What a fucking mouth it is.
SIXTEEN
JOEY
If God created perfection with the devil, made someone so magnificent in every way yet so fucked-up, it would be her.
She is a mixture of both.
My redemption and my sin.
I shouldn’t be doing this.
But like a fool, I can’t help myself.
I need her like air.
I want her like the heat of a fire.
And I’ll take her as the flames take life.
She sits on my cock with no hesitation whatsoever, as if I were made for her.
Maybe I was.
Pity our life is so fucked-up.
She has a kid.
I don’t want kids.
She is married.
I thought I was married to her.
So many fuck-ups, yet here I am, letting her ride my cock like it’s her lifeline.
It’s a damn good lifeline, that’s for sure.
I feel her squeeze around me, and her hands come down and smother my face. Then, she slips her fingers into my mouth, just two, and I wrap my lips around them and suck while she continues to ride my cock.
Fuck, she’s a goddess.
She tightens when she comes, screaming my name like a prayer. Her fingers leave my lips, and she falls forward, her mouth finding mine and kissing me as she rides it out. I grip her hips, not letting her slow down as I start to move her body for her. Moaning into the kiss, she takes my bottom lip and bites as she comes again.
I come not long after her, and the minute we are done, she collapses on my chest, not moving.
My cock is still in her cunt. Her sweet, beautiful cunt.
“Joey,” she breathes against me.
“Yes?”
“I like fucking you.”