Chapter 11
I've never felt so comfortable in my skin. In my sexuality.
I’m not shy about sex, not anymore. My body is anxious to be filled with him.
And I want him to know just how desperate I am for his cock.
“Fuck,” he groans, fisting my hair in his hands. “If you keep sucking me like that, I’m going to cum soon.”
The sound of his throaty, animalistic moans rolls through my ears like a wave of pleasure. I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft and begin to stroke him in sync with my mouth.
The thought of his hot cum spurting inside my mouth, down my throat, and coating my tongue nearly pushes me over the edge. I’ve never wanted to taste anything so badly.
Luke gently caresses my cheek with one hand while his other tightens its grip on my locks. “Is that what you want, sweetie?” he asks me with a commanding grunt. “To taste Daddy’s cum?”
He pulls me back just enough for me to catch my breath and respond. “Yes, please come in my mouth,” I beg him and then slide my lips back down his throbbing length.
I suck, stroke, and swirl my tongue faster and he claws at my hair and wildly thrusts his hips in response. “Oh, God!” he growls, his hips pressing forward, driving his cock deeper inside my eager mouth.
His thighs tighten, his body tenses against me, and he shouts out a few obscenities just as a spurt of warm cum shoots down my throat. I continue to suck him dry, drinking every drop of his release that he has to offer me.
“Such a good girl, swallowing all of it,’ he breathlessly whispers and gently trails a finger along my cheek.
Now that he’s fully drained, I lick him clean, allowing my lips to linger on his smooth cock a few seconds longer. I don’t want to rush this moment with him. I want to savor it and let it slowly wash over me.
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