“Don’t race to the finish line, baby.” I fisted her hair as she took me into her mouth. “Draw it out.”
She stroked the underside of my cock with her tongue. Nothing felt better than my dick in her mouth.
Not true.
My cock in her pussy was sheer nirvana, and when we kissed, pouring our love into each other, it was a high more pleasurable and powerful than any drug.
“Jesus, I want your pussy.”
She shook her head.
“You shouldn’t tell your man no, baby. It’s disobedient, but I know Nova will hear us. We don’t want to scare her when I make you scream my name.” A shiver speared up my spine when Karma played with my balls.
Her suction turned brutal, pulling my dick deeper into her throat. I tugged on her hair, driving in farther. I might want to cross that finish line faster than I thought.
She gagged but powered through like the badass she was.
“You’re gorgeous, choking me down.”
She mumbled and glared. I loosened my grip so she could speak.
“Stop talking,” she hissed.
“Do it for me, baby. You know what I like.” I drove my cock back into her mouth.
Her hand reached between my legs, and she found my asshole. I loved ass play. However, she didn’t use to have long nails. Admittedly, I was a little concerned about them.
“Don’t stab my ass, sweetheart.”
She rolled her eyes like I was irritating her.
That was the plan, to make her frustrated so she’d get rough with me.
“Fuck, I love you on your knees. Suck, Karma. Suck me hard, so I can eat your cunt next.”
A spark flashed in her eyes. It wasn’t rage. No, no. Karma liked it when I called her pussy cunt. She also liked it when I bossed her around in the bedroom… or she used. It’d been so long, she could have changed. Hell, I knew she’d changed.
I flicked my tongue the way a snake would—or rather a cobra. That got her attention. I bucked my hips, hitting the back of her throat—abusing it. She might not be able to talk in the morning.
Not really.
I would never injure my woman.
Well, not intentionally.
“You want this licking your little cunt. From your ass to your clit, right?” I stuck out my tongue again, taunting her like Gene Simmons from Kiss. “I know how you like it, baby.”
Karma growled, thrusting her finger into my ass. She zinged me good as her sucking picked up speed.
“Shit, slow down,” I told her through gritted teeth.
She didn’t listen, pumping her finger in and out of my ass. The pressure she created stole the air from my lungs.
“Baby.”
She owned me, swallowing me down while finger fucking my ass. She would not be controlled. This was her moment. I just had to take it. Christ, she nearly brought me to my knees.
I was done.