Page 16 of Midsummer Masquerade
I’m transfixed, unable to look away, and when she takes me fully, almost to the back of her throat, I buck at the contact. She gags but recovers quickly and relaxes her throat.
“So fucking good,” I grit out, trying in vain to hold on to my sanity.
Her verdant gaze stays fixed on me and I can’t help it, I need to touch her.
I reach out my fingertip, tracing the apple of her cheek, watching those luscious lips wrapped around my cock as she continues to move up and down.
“Don’t stop looking at me like that,” I say, consumedby the amountof pleasure she’s evoking from me.
Tension spreads throughout my entire body, intense and euphoric.
And I fucking whimper.
It’s rapid and uncontrollable, to the point of no return. A searing heat spreads the length of my spine and straight to my cock, and Icome—hard.
“Fuck, fuck, fucccckkk.”
I jerk into her mouth, my cum pulsing down her throat, and it rolls as she swallows.
When she sucks out what feels like the last ounce of my soul, she releases me. Her lips are swollen and her breathing is just as erratic as mine.
“Come here.” I reach down and tug on her wrist and pull her towards me. She rises to her feet, and I grab her hips, encouraging her to straddle my lap.
“Tell me, are you wet?” I ask, and if I hadn’t just come, I’d be burying myself balls deep inside her.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this enamoured by another person in my life. Before, it’s only ever been about my basic needs. But with her, it’s so much more. It’s not just physical. There’s always been something more, something special about her and yet she’s always been just out of reach.
“Yes,” her voice is deep and throaty. Fuck me, if that isn’t because of me.
“Good, because we’re far from done, just give me five minutes. In the meantime…” I slide my fingers between her splayed thighs and find her not just wet, but dripping. “Sucking me off really did turn you on, didn’t it, sweet cheeks? You’re dripping, or is that the aftermath of you squirting all over my face?”
Her cheeks blaze, and she casts her eyes to the side. Oh, did she think I wasn’t going to mention that titillating fact?
“Don’t shy away from me, beautiful. That was hot as fuck. Tell me, was it your first time?” I don’t know why I need to know, I just do.
I press the pad of my thumb on her piercing, and she groans, her eyes moving back to mine.
“Yes, no, I mean my first time with another person.”
Something akin to pride swells deep in my chest. “Well, I’m pleased to be your first, and just so you know, that was a first for me too,” I reply with a smile.
Her eyes flash in surprise before she glances down, chewing on her bottom lip. Her fingers delicately trace over my bare chest and the light dusting of hair, and my dick slowly comes back to life.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, sliding the tip of my finger just inside her entrance. I just can’t help myself, not when she’s spread bare and right here in front of me.
“I don’t know, this is all just very unexpected.”
I nod and lean forward. “I know, but I want this. I want you.”
Her eyes sparkle at my admission. I add a second finger, sinking deeper inside her hot channel.
She moans, and I’m torn between impaling her on my cock orflipping her over and fucking her from behind. All I know is I intend to worship every fucking damn inch of her.
My dick grows hard again. I fist it and squeeze myself at the base, rubbing the head of my cock over her piercing.
“Tobias, oh fuck.”
“Fuck, indeed,” I reply as I continue to tease her clit. Who knew a piercing could be such a damn turn-on?
