Page 126 of Merry Christmas, You Filthy Animal
I sit up on my elbows, taking in the scene before me, her beautiful face millimeters away from my dick, her lips torturing me, her thumb playing with me, precum slipping across my head.
“Betty. Fucking touch me.”
Her eyes glance up at me. Her sinful smile grows even larger as she keeps her gaze fixated on mine and peeks her tongue out, slowly licking the precum off my cock.
“Jesus fuck,” I growl, the faint stroke nearly making me come.
Her thumb strokes my seam one more time before she encircles my cock, applying pressure right before her mouth closes around the head.
“Fucking hell,” I yell as I fall back to the mattress and drape my arm over my eyes, my hips pumping gently into her mouth from the invasion of warmth that just surrounded me. “Fuck, I can’t... I need more.”
Her mouth tightens around my cock, her lips sucking as she moves me in and out, and it’s the best fucking feeling of my life.
“That’s it, baby,” I say. “Harder. Suck me harder.”
She squeezes my cock, pumping as she laps my head and then sucks again, applying such strong pressure that my orgasm starts to tingle up my spine, my legs going numb as all the muscles in my body begin to contract.
“Fuck, close.”
My balls tighten as she sucks even harder, really pulling.
“Betty, I’m . . . I’m . . .”
Her mouth pumps me faster.
Harder.
Her lips cinch around me like a vise, and before I can move her away, my balls tighten, my cock swells, and I come inside her mouth with a roar.
“Fuck,” I shout, tipping over the edge. Pure euphoria. She finishes me off, taking every last drop before I’m completely sated.
And as I lie there, trying to catch my breath, Betty licks me, fucking cleaning me off, and it’s so goddamn surreal.
“Come here,” I say, still lying down, floating back from the pleasure she just shot through me. “Sit on my face.”
“What?” she says, her eyes widening.
“You fucking heard me. Sit on my face.”
“Atlas—”
“Now,” I say with force.
She wets her lips and then straddles my chest, nervously moving forward. I offer her assistance, grab her ass, and pull her forward until her pussy lines up with my mouth.
And just from one deep breath, I know I’m going to be in fucking heaven.
I peek my tongue out and gently take one lap against her exposed clit. Fuck, she’s so wet.
“Oh God,” she says as I look up at her, her beautiful tits on display, her nipples hard, her teeth pulling on her lip. So I watch her as I swipe again... and again... and again, taking long languid strokes, loving how her breath changes.
I move my hands up her sides as the shoulders of her shirt fall, only hanging on by her elbows now.
Sexy.
So fucking sexy.
I drag my hands over her stomach, then cup and squeeze her breasts while swiping at the same time.
