Page 141 of Risking the Pucking Defense
She smiles at me as she pulls off and takes a breath. My chest heaves as I stare at her, wondering for the millionth time how I ended up here.
“You close?” she asks, although I suspect she already knows the answer.
“Yeah.”
“Good,” she states before sinking back down.
“Holy shit,” I gasp as my hips lift from the mat beneath me.
She groans in delight before taking me even deeper.
“Fuck. That’s…Hails. I’m gonna—”
That’s all the warning she gets before I lose control, my cock jerking violently in her mouth as I come down her throat.
And fuck me if it isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
She takes it all, every single fucking drop, before she licks my tip again, cleaning me up before she sits up and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
“You’re a fucking goddess,” I rasp, struggling to catch my breath as I stare at her. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips swollen, her nipples hard and begging for attention, and something tells me that if I were to drag my fingers through her pussy, she’d be soaked for me. Fuck, I want to find out.
Pushing myself up, I grab her waist and return her to my lap, letting her legs wrap around me and her pussy grind on my softening cock.
My lips find hers and I plunge my tongue into her mouth, tasting myself on her.
Hot as fuck.
She claws at my back as our kiss deepens. My hands squeeze her ass, pulling her against me, coating me in her juices.
“Fuck, you’re wet. Did you like sucking my cock?” I ask as I kiss down her throat, sucking and nipping her skin as I go.
In my limited experiences with women before this, I’m pretty sure I was awkwardly silent, but there’s something about Hailee that ensures my filthy thoughts fall from my lips without question.
She groans in agreement as my hands slide around her body to cup her breasts.
Fuck. They’re the perfect handful. I squeeze gently, pinching her nipples between my fingers, and her head falls back on a cry.
“I could touch you forever and never get bored.”
“Yes,” she agrees.
If only I could do something to ensure it happens. I’d happily spend my entire life worshipping this woman.
Dropping one hand lower, I drag my fingers along the length of her.
“Fuck. You are,” I mutter, using my wet fingers to circle her clit exactly how she showed me she likes it last night.
“Hayden,” she moans. “Just like that.”
Pride rushes through me.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
I watch her, obsessed with her reactions as I work her closer to release.
The need to give her exactly what she gave me only moments ago is almost too much to stand.
