Page 3 of Filthy Beautiful
I snapped out of it and shoved my hand down between her legs. I rubbed her clit, double-time, as I pounded into her. She squealed and purred and made all kinds of slutty, whiny noises, hitting every note in the porn star playbook. But her orgasm was real. She definitely came. Her legs got all weak and shaky afterward and she collapsed beneath me.
Me?
Nothing.
I pulled out and peeled off the condom, grabbing some tissues to wrap it up and toss it aside.
“Where you going…?” she panted.
Christ, didn’t she get what she wanted?
I collapsed in the big armchair at the foot of the bed, still trying to catch my breath. I was fucking sweating and my dick was still half-hard.
My balls fucking hurt.
I dropped my head on the back of the chair and went limp, my knees falling open. She seemed to take that as an invitation and crawled across the bed toward me. She got down on the floor, knelt between my legs, and swallowed my dick.
I saw her face then. Met her eyes. They were dark brown, and she winked at me with my dick in her mouth.
And all of it was so fuckingwrong.
But I didn’t stop her.
What the hell was her name again?
Tawny.
Her name was fucking Tawny.
I tried to relax, but my head was still reeling. Her mouth felt good, but it didn’t matter. It was clear to me by now.
I was never gonna come.
I felt kinda sick, dizzy in the wake of that fucking vertigo thing. Some twisted adrenalin dump.
Same as it felt in my car earlier tonight… when I dropped Courteney off at home.
Is that all you’ve got?
I could still see her honey colored eyes, locked on mine.
Challenging me.
I swallowed.
My phone buzzed. I looked over at it, on the table next to me.
Then I picked it up—right in the middle of getting blown.
Tawny saw it and stopped blowing me. “Uh… you’re not into this?”
“I’m into it,” I said. “Do you mind if I make a video…?”
Nice save.
“Mmmmm,” she purred. “Great idea…” Then she went to town on me, putting on a show. Unfortunately, I wasn’t watching. I held the phone in front of me, pretending to film her… but instead, I swiped open the text message.
Cary:Someone here with you?
