Page 107 of Bridesmaid for Hire
And yet, it was everything I could have fucking asked for.
After a few seconds, she brushes her hair out of her face and whenour eyes meet, there’s still surprise in them, as if she wasn’t expecting to do that either.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I say, which brings a grin to those delicious lips.
She wets them and then to my absolute pleasure, she moves down my stomach, her hair dragging along my skin, her mouth licking and sucking along the way, adding to the sensation as she reaches my abs.
Please fuck…please, suck my cock.
Christ, I wouldn’t ever recover if she did.
I want it.
Badly.
I marvel in the way her tongue follows the divots and lines of my abdomen, spending extra time on the lower set until she reaches the elastic band of my briefs.
This is where you should stop her, man.
This is where you lift her chin up and tell her that you can take care of it yourself.
And yet, I lie still, breath caught in my chest as she pulls my briefs down, allowing my cock to surge upward, hard as fucking stone.
Her eyes widen as she takes me in.
That’s what you do to me, Maggie.
This is how fucking much I’ve wanted you.
With a tilt of her lips, she leans down, and I hold my breath.
I lift up on my elbows and catch her running her tongue up the underside of my cock.
“Mother…fucker…” I sigh, collapsing back down to the mattress. Because it’s too good.
This feels too fucking good, though all she did was lick me once. And yet, I’m ready to show her how much she turns me on. How much I’ve fucking wanted her. How much I can easily come just from looking at her holding me in her petite hands.
But she doesn’t allow it. She lightly pumps my length up and downwhile licking the underside of the head of my cock, right in this magical spot. It feels like every sense in my body is gathered into this one location.
“Yes, Maggie. Fuck, yes,” I say as I spread my legs, making more room for her.
She continues to stroke my length, giving me the perfect amount of pressure that my eyes start to roll in the back of my head and my impending orgasm builds to a point of no return.
Jesus, that was so fucking quick.
I try to hold off.
I try to tell myself this isn’t all my fantasies coming true.
That I haven’t thought about this a thousand times.
That I’ve never pictured her between my legs rocking my goddamn world with her tongue.
But it’s no use.
She builds me up. She knows how to pleasure me without even fucking thinking about it.
Because it’s her. It’s Maggie. The girl I’ve lusted after for years now.
