"Fuck, baby. That's so good. Take me deeper."
Her gaze never leaves mine as she does just that.
My eyes close with a groan. For a few moments, I don't do anything but enjoy the feel of her wet, warm mouth sliding along my length. But when she goes deep enough that I hit the back of her throat and then more, my blood suddenly feels like it’s on fire.
With a growl, I get a better grip on the end of my belt. I make sure it's tight on her neck but not tight enough to block off her air—yet.
I tug on it to pop Hailey's mouth off of me. "I'm going to fuck your mouth now. Okay?"
She nods, her lips pink and swollen. I want so badly to slide between them again, to make them swell even more and to watch spit dribble from the corners.
I revel in the anticipation for a moment, lazily stroking myself as I watch Hailey start to squirm with need and impatience. When a whimper slips from her lips, I take pity on her and slide my cock back into her mouth.
Holding her head in place with my grip on the belt, I start to push into her mouth with slow, even thrusts. I don't push her yet. I just appreciate the sight of Hailey on her knees, eagerly taking my cock.
After a minute, I push a little deeper. The first time I hit her throat, I expect her to gag, but she doesn't—she just stares up at me, her blue gaze unwavering.
I growl and tighten my grip on the belt, applying a little bit of pressure on her neck. Just from that, I see her start to squirm. I increase my thrusts and go deeper, pausing when I reach her throat.
"Swallow," I say through clenched teeth. She does, and I can't stop the groan that rumbles through my chest at the feeling of her throat contracting around my cock.
"Fuck, baby, that's so good," I murmur. I pull a little harder on the belt—it's tight enough now that I can feel her breaths are starting to come quicker. My voice is rough as I ask, “Are you going to let me finish in your perfect little mouth?”
Her moan travels the length of my dick, making my abs clench and my orgasm move that much closer.Fuck,I’ve never been this hard in my life.
She answers my question with an eager nod, her gaze never looking away from mine. "Keep your mouth open and don't swallow again until I tell you to," I order through gritted teeth. Then I start to fuck her mouth.
It doesn't take long for her tears to run and the saliva to drip from her mouth. Yet she never once drops my gaze or lifts her hands to push me away. She just takes what I want to give her.
“I’m going to come,” I choke out.
I finally pull the belt tight and push as deep as I can go. And when I stay there, buried in her throat, I can only watch in rapture as the tears fall like diamonds from her eyes.
I put slack on the belt and pull out far enough that I’m not shooting down her throat. I drop my hand to my dick and start to tug in rough strokes, trembling from the orgasm that’s barreling down my spine. I watch in awe as Hailey follows my instructions to the letter: she’s pulling hasty breaths into her lungs, but she’s kept her mouth open, spit still dribbling from the corners as she waits to swallow.
After only a few pulls on my dick, I groan, my mind splintering with my release. I force myself to keep my eyes open and watch as my cum lands on Hailey’s tongue. The sight of her kneeling at my feet, waiting for my instructions while she’s covered in and full of me, is the most erotic thing I’ve ever fucking seen.
I’m panting by the time the pleasure fades. I still have a grip on the loosened belt in one hand, but with the other I cup her chin and tell her honestly, “You’ve never looked sexier than you do right now. Swallow for me, baby.”
Her mouth closes, and I watch as her throat works in a swallow.
Immediately, I drop the belt with a clatter and fall to my knees.
"Baby girl," I murmur, cradling her face and wiping the tears from her cheeks. I press an adoring kiss to her lips, uncaring about the cum on her mouth and the saliva still dripping down her chin. I pull back to look at her, wanting to make sure she's okay. But she just gazes at me with a content smile, her love and trust shining bright in her eyes.
"You treat my cock so good, baby. Such a perfect little whore," I whisper, brushing the hair away from her face. "Are you ready to be a queen now?"
Her gaze goes from lazy to heated in an instant. She only nods her head in response.
I stand so I can lift her to her feet. With her back against the wall, I cup her face again so I can kiss her sweet and slow. She hums appreciatively, her hands gripping my wrists as she revels in our closeness. And when I deepen the kiss and slide my tongue in her mouth, her sounds morph into moans and her hips push forward against mine.
I press my hand to her stomach and flatten her against the wall again. She makes a small sound of annoyance, protesting the distance between us, but I just chuckle and end our kiss.
"Patience, baby girl," I scold gently. "You'll get what you need." And then I quickly pull my shirt over my head and drop to my knees before her, wrapping my big hands around her slim thighs.
"I've been thinking about putting my mouth on you for days," I murmur. My gaze travels over her skirt, as my hands slide up her thighs.
Her breath hitches when they move under the soft material and reach the sides of her thong.