Page 108 of Bad Influence
“That’s playing your game better than you,” she says.
Hooking her thumbs into the waistband, she tugs my shorts off. My cocks bobs free, curving up towards my stomach. Caroline licks her lips as she looks at it.
“Fuck, baby, I’ll come from you just looking at my cock like that.”
Her eyes move up to mine. “Can you?”
She sounds like she’s considering making me come from just a look. I palm her jaw, running my thumb along her bottom lip.
“Open your mouth.”
Caroline opens her mouth and grabs an ice cube, sucking on it softly.
“Such a little brat,” I grumble.
“As if you don’t like a little brattiness,” she says. Her tongue cold from the ice, she runs it along the length of my cock, tracing a vein.
“Jesus, fuck!”
“Nope, just me,” Caroline says cheekily.
She puts the ice cube in her mouth again. The cube melts quickly in the heat of her mouth and she wraps it around the head of my cock. The coldness of her mouth makes me hiss in a breath and I fucking whimper. She swirls her tongue around the head before dipping into the slit.
The sight of her plush lips wrapped around my cock are enough to have me coming quickly every damn time.
Caroline takes me in further until I hit the back of her throat. I groan.
Grabbing her hair, I pull her head back and she looks up at me in question.
“As much as I love seeing your beautiful mouth wrapped around my cock, I don’t want to come until I’m inside you,” I say.
I fall to my knees in front of her, leaning forward to kiss her while I unbutton her shirt. I push it off her shoulders, leaving her bare except for her panties. Her skin is flushed from the heat, tips of her pale breasts beaded in arousal.
How can anyone be this beautiful?
“I don’t think this is a practical way to beat the heat,”Caroline whispers. Wrapping her arms around me, she shifts forward on the chaise until our chests meet.
“You’re right,” I say. “Let me cool you down.”
I tease the ice cube down towards her left breast and over her pebbled nipple.
Caroline hisses in a sharp breath which turns into a moan when I wrap my mouth around the soft flesh, sucking on it before biting gently. I move to her other breast and repeat the process.
Caroline has the most sensitive nipples and I know she’ll come from this if I continue. I can tell with the way her hips shift and her breathing changes that she’s close. But I don’t want her coming so quickly.
I pull back, and Caroline frowns at me. “Why did you stop?”
“Because I want you to come on my tongue.”
I slide her panties down to reveal her pretty pussy. She’s soft and wet and my mouth fucking waters. No matter how many times I’ve tasted her pussy, I always want more.
“I can feast on nothing but your pussy for the rest of my life and I’d die a happy man,” I say.
Yanking her hips to the edge of the chaise, I run the flat of my tongue over her cunt. We both groan. She’s the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever tasted. I’m already leaking precum and I have to force myself to not come. This woman has me on a hair trigger.
I feast on her cunt like a starving man who hasn’t eaten in days. My tongue circles her clit as I tease and suck. I want her to come fast so I can fuck her, but I also want us to enjoy this. Caroline thrusts a hand through my hair, holding me close as her hips start rocking back and forth.
“Fuck, butterfly. I love it when you lose your mind and start riding my face,” I groan.
