Page 94 of Yours, For Now

Only when I knew I wouldn't come from her mouth alone did I open my eyes and grab her breasts. They bounced with our movements, with her writhing, and I anchored my hands to them. The vibration of her sounds transferred from her mouth to my cock; her arousal built and so did the intensity of the sensation. She lifted her legs like she'd come soon and the build up was too much to bear, and I rolled one nipple between index and thumb. I wrapped the other hand around her neck, wanting to feel the sounds through her throat and onto my skin.

Her body jerked and trembled, forcing me to slow down my hips even further.

"Fuck." I groaned. "Fuck!"

It seemed like her climax lasted forever. I lost more and more of my sense of time and space with each undulation and contraction of her body, and what it did to her mouth on my cock.

She pushed my hips back with a hand, and losing her mouth cost me ten years of my life.

She gasped. "Jesus, Gabe." She frowned, eyes still closed, and hiccuped. "Slow this thing down."

I gave her a break, putting the vibrator on the lowest setting, but not turning it off. Her phone still in my hand, I cast a studying glance all over her form. She was delectable. No tension seemed to exist in her body.

She'd melted for me.

My cock twitched. I grabbed it with my hand and pumped slowly, deciding my next move. This wasn't over.

"Want to come in my mouth, Gabriel?" Her voice had turned flirty. "Or all over my tits?"

I shook my head. "No. Where are the condoms?"

It took her a second to respond. Her eyes traveled all over my body, from my messy shirt, pants and boxers down to the middle of my thighs. Her hand wrapped around my cock again, hard and pulsing.

"You're going to get this in me?" she asked.

"You're all soft. I need to. I have to know how you feel."

I'd learned a thing or two, through my twenties, about how to find the balance between pleasure and pain.

She licked her lips. "Condoms are in my purse somewhere."

There was nothing elegant about how I made my way around the desk, my slacks almost to my knees and interrupting my steps. Too desperate to care, I found the condoms and put one on.

I gave Lina her phone as I opened the package. "Get the intensity to fifty percent."

"Gabe—"

"Lina. I need you to get close again. I want you squeezing my cock dry."

"I just— ung." She worked on her phone as I stood by her legs. "Done. Wow."

I checked the vibrator with my finger. "Higher."

"Done." She released a trembling sigh. "You know I can squeeze by my own volition, right?"

I smirked and put her joined ankles on my shoulder. "What would be the fun in that?" I bit on the side of her fleshy calf. "Now stop questioning me."

"Yes, sir."

I tapped her pussy a few times, in a preview of a punishing slap. "Now let me play with you."

"Yes, sir."

I held my shaft and entered her by a single inch, only the crown inside. "Aah. Perfect."

"Fuck." She squirmed, her hips pushing closer to me, like she wanted to force my dick in.

"Higher. Set it to the highest."