Chapter 30 #2
“That makes my cock so hard, I can’t think straight,” he says. “I need to get out of this suit.” He pulls out his phone from the inside of his suit pocket and drops it on the console.
In the blink of an eye, Kaz goes from suit porn perfection to mouthwatering nakedness.
Thank God I was able to salivate all over his chiseled body this morning. Had this been the first time seeing him without clothes on, I’m sure my jaw would be dragging along the floor.
My eyes lower to his six-pack.
I can’t imagine what this guy looked like at the prime of his hockey career in the flesh, because he’s built like Adonis.
I don’t need to lower my eyes.
It was obvious from the outline of the bulge in his sports shorts the man was packing. Having your suspicions about something is different from getting the confirmation. Kaz’s massive cock pointing north is a challenge that will leave me bowlegged.
I’m going to feel this guy for days.
The angry veins running along the underside of his cock leave me in awe.
I take in his impressive length, serious girth, and big balls.
He wraps one palm around his thick erection and gives it a rough tug before thumbing the tip. His cock pulses in his grip, and I clench my thighs to tame the thumping pulse that’s taken up residence between my legs.
I can’t tear my gaze away from the most erotic scene I’ve ever seen in my life.
He approaches me and grips the back of my hair. “Like what you see, Goldilocks?”
“You’re big all over.” Not the most eloquent response.
“We’ll take it nice and slow today.”
I doubt that’ll make it easier for me to walk straight tomorrow. “Okay.”
He kisses me.
It’s tender and a contrast to the possessive way he’s still gripping my hair.
He eases his grip, takes my hand, and drags me to the bed.
“I’ve never seen that size before,” I say.
“My cock will take it easy on you… at first.”
I roll my eyes. “I was talking about the bed.”
“It’s a California king—perfect for people as tall as me.”
“I’m going to get lost in that bed.”
“Won’t happen. Not when you’ll be bouncing off my balls.”
That promise sparks another zing of excitement between my legs.
He grabs my wrist, holding my arm against his chest. “I’m done talking. I can think of better things to do with my mouth. And yours.”
And if that doesn’t make me wetter.
Still holding me captive, he pulls the cover off the bed and sits on it, yanking me onto his lap.
I love the contrast between his rock-hard body and the softness of mine.
My roommate is the epitome of masculinity.
I wiggle my ass, relishing his hardness.
“You can’t wait to ride it?” He slips a finger between my thighs and strokes my pussy over my clit.
I moan in pleasure.
He leans forward and nips my earlobe. “I’m dying to know what you sound like when you come for me. Time to sit on my face.”
“Should we talk about rules?” Maybe I should’ve asked that question before we were both naked.
He arches a brow. “I told you already. I make you come hard, you scream out my name.”
I worry my lower lip.
“Talk to me, Harley.”
“What happens after…” I run a hand through my hair. “What happens tomorrow?” Does the fake relationship extend to the workplace?
He ponders on my question for a long beat. “I’ll inform HR about us first thing tomorrow morning so it doesn’t raise eyebrows.”
“Okay,” I say in a low voice.
“We don’t have to continue if you don’t want to.”
“I do.”
“Thank the fuck God.”
I giggle.
He lowers us both to the bed. “Anything off the table?”
“Nothing hardcore. No sadism or masochism. No humiliation. Nothing rooted in pain or cruelty.”
“Not my thing,” he says. “Anal?”
My eyes widen. “You’ll rip my ass in half.”
“Okay, so not today, but yes to anal with sufficient foreplay. Got it.”
I make a face. “Cocky much?”
He responds with a slow nod.
I roll my eyes.
“I’m going to lie on my back, and you’re going to smother me.”
Prickling with need, I offer him an eager nod.
He gets comfortable.
I straddle him, but he places his strong hands around my waist, holding me in place.
“Turn around,” he says. “While I’m taking care of your pussy, I want you to take care of my cock.”
“A 69.” I wouldn’t mind choking on his big cock. “Kinky right out of the gate. I approve.”
Each of his hands make contact with my ass.
“Hey, what was that for?”
“That was Daddy disciplining his little girl for having a mouth on her.”
My cheeks flush.
I’ve read my fair share of DD/LG romance, but since I’ve never dated a guy old enough to step into the role of Daddy Dom, the idea of reenacting that level of forbidden romance is thrilling.
I turn around and straddle his chest.
“Your pussy is too far from my mouth.”
On my hands and knees, I adjust myself.
I peek over my shoulder.
“Better.” He clasps his hands around my waist.
Kaz pulls me down by my hips until my pussy hovers above his mouth, his warm, ragged breath tickling my clit.
I glance down between my spread legs at him.
He parts my lips.
“You’re soaked.” A finger glides across my pussy. “Absolutely drenched for me.”
Our eyes connect.
That ocean-blue sea is unsettling.
Forget about Goldilocks and The Three Bears. I’m trapped in the Big Bad Wolf’s lair.
“You don’t get to come until I give you permission.”
“I won’t.”
“Excuse me?”
What did I say?
He arches both brows.
Oh, we’re still playing the DD/LG game.
Got it.
“I won’t come until you give me permission, Daddy.”
He caresses my ass cheek. “Such a docile little girl.”
I’m so turned on, I don’t know what to do with myself.
He parts my pussy lips with his fingers and runs his tongue over my clit.
It’s been so long. Too long.
He swirls his tongue around and around my engorged clit before latching onto it and sucking gently.
I let out a moan and lower my hips, suffocating him.
He rewards me by suckling, toying, and teasing my clit.
My eyes flutter shut.
He squeezes my ass hard, eliciting a strangled sound from me.
When Kaz lifts his hips off the bed, I take that as my cue to take care of him.
I grasp his erection in one hand and can’t resist licking around the engorged head, moaning at the taste of him.
He bucks his hips up.
Got it, big guy.
It’s a stretch to wrap my lips around his impressive girth without gagging. My head bobs up and down his erection with the same rhythm as my hand glides over him.
He grips my hips a little harder, and I grind with more determination against his talented tongue as he thrusts into my mouth.
I suck him deeper, flicking my tongue against the underside of his cock.
He reaches up around my hips, brings his hands to my breasts, and squeezes them.
I hum around his cock.
I’m dizzy, gorging on him.
Who cares about a bougie luncheon, when I can feast on this mouth-watering cock.
He pinches my nipples as his tongue flutters against my clit.
Holy Jesus.
The sensation is pure bliss.
Gripping the mattress with my hands, I flex my hips against his mouth, greedy for more. His tongue plunges deep inside me, and I put more of my weight against his mouth.
He pulls on my hard nipples and twists them.
The double sensation makes me see stars and groan in pleasure.
I buck my hips against his mouth, using his tongue as I would his cock.
He grabs hold of my hips, stopping all movement.
I let out a grunt of disapproval.
“You’re such a good girl.” His hands move from my breasts to my ass. He spreads my cheeks apart. “Ride Daddy’s face.”
I’m on the edge of delirium.
My arms are shaking as I writhe against his face.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
I could get addicted to feeling his hot, wet mouth between my legs every single day of the week. I contract the muscles of my pussy hard, heightening the sensation of his tongue against me.
Kaz sucks my clit with more fervor.
His mouth feels so damn good.
The sweet sensation of my pending orgasm tingles at my core. I contract my pussy muscles in a staccato rhythm, urging my climax to wash over me.
He slaps my ass. “Are you being a bad girl and trying to come without Daddy’s permission?”
“I–– I can’t hold it anymore.” My pulse is going wild. “It’s too much.”
“You can’t come yet.”
“But I have to.”
“You haven’t earned it yet.”
“What do you mean––”
Kaz has his mouth on me, eating me out like a starved man.
My head tilts back and I let out a pleading sound.
I thought the man had talent before, but clearly, he was holding back.
My legs quiver. My arms shake. My pussy pulsates.
“Suck my cock if you want to come, little girl.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to plead my case.
He flattens a large hand on my back, forcing my body against his.
We’re skin to skin.
The feel of my hard nipples against his abdomen causes a delicious shiver to run through me.
Kaz resumes his mission, eating me out like I’m a feast while I suck him off like his erection is a prize.
He thrusts up into my mouth, and even though my hand is around him, the movement is so sudden and forceful, the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat.
I gag around him and my eyes water from the intrusion.
He hums, the sound vibrating through me in sensual waves.
Fuck, yeah.
This is more salacious than all my spicy romance books combined. Naughtier than I dared to hope.
The way his tongue lavishes my pussy is mind blowing.
My moans are so loud, they echo off his bedroom walls.
As we each seek our release, our skin is slick with sweat as we glide against one another.
He needs to give me permission to come soon.
“Look at you taking care of my cock. Ready to swallow my cum?”
Fuck, this role playing is driving me out of my mind.
I drop his cock from my mouth. “I am.”
“Once you do, you’ll have my permission to come,” he says. “Now, finish Daddy off like the good little girl you are.”
The forceful command is pure Daddy Dom.
I wrap my lips around him, and when I do, he grips my ass with force as he fucks my mouth.
His frantic cadence makes it challenging for me to keep up as he drives his cock deeper down my throat. My saliva coats his cock because there’s no time to swallow.
He devours me, lapping, licking, suckling me between his lips.
It’s too much, overwhelming every sense until there’s nothing but my desperate sucking and Kaz’s hedonistic grunts.
My pending orgasm is a breath away.
It builds, and builds, and builds heavy and hot in my core.
I whimper, arching my back, needing release so bad, I’m willing to beg on my knees for it.
His hips thrust up into my face and he buries his cock to the hilt into my mouth.
His movements still, and he lets out a guttural grunt.
Hot cum spurts into my mouth, jetting to the back of my throat.
I struggle to breathe through my nose as I attempt to swallow all of him.
“That’s it, little girl, swallow Daddy’s cum. Swallow every fucking drop.”
The filthy words would’ve been enough for me to come, but Kaz plunges two fingers inside me as he closes his mouth around my clit, using just the right amount of pressure.
My pussy clenches around his fingers. “Oh, God—”
“Come for Daddy.”
My core contracts and I grip the sheets as ecstasy slams through me.
I buck against him with a cry. Fireworks explodes in my head and I come apart around his fingers. Pleasure crashes through me and my eyes roll into the back of my head as I hurtle over the edge.
For a few long minutes, I’m in a state of sheer bliss.
My whole body is trembling and my heart is racing far too fast to allow me to catch my breath.
He glides a finger over my pulsating pussy before sliding three of them inside me.
Whimpering, I clench hard.
He groans at that and flicks at my clit.
Sparks fly, and I go off like a rocket.
Holy fuck. Two orgasms back to back?
Kaz has unraveled me.
No, he’s broken me.
His earlier promise wasn’t a string of meaningless words tossed in the air.
This man delivers in spades.
Kaz Lindstrom has ruined me for all other men.
He bites into my thigh. “Did I lose you?”
Still panting, I get up on my hands and look at him from between my legs. “No.”
“Good.” The lust I read in his eyes is burning hot, enough to make me come a third time.
“I’m dying to mold that pretty little pussy to my big cock,” he says.
“Give me a sec, and you’ll be bouncing off Daddy’s balls until I shoot my load deep inside you.
Who knows with a little luck, I might impregnate my little girl… ”
“What the hell?”