Chapter 33
TJ
SO PRETTY
Grace sitting in front of me grabbing my cock is almost enough to make me come right here, right now.
The look in her eyes, the pure needy lust, makes me want to rip those light blue shorts right off and bury my cock in her.
Her fucking mouth though. The way her tongue darts out before her teeth dig into her bottom lip has me frozen and I can’t look away.
She lets go of my cock and leans forward, hooking her fingers into my pants and shimmying them down. I kick my shoes off and step out of them, but I don’t miss the way her pupils flare when my cock springs free.
She rests her hands on my thighs, kissing my stomach, slowly working her way down, torturing me and making my balls tighten.
My dick is painfully throbbing by the time her mouth reaches it and she licks the drop of precum off, making my spine straighten. She grabs the base of my shaft and squeezes, making me buck into her hand and brace myself on her shoulder.
“Fuck,” I say through gritted teeth.
She looks up at me with a mischievous grin. “Don’t come yet.”
I roll my eyes. “I come in my pants one ti—” She lowers her mouth to the head of my cock, swirling her tongue over it and I forget how to speak.
Slowly, she takes me further in her mouth and I watch in awe as she takes me to the back of her throat, humming in amusement. She looks up at me with those big green eyes, water pricking the corners of them.
“So pretty with my cock in your mouth.” I reach down and cup one of her breasts over her bra, my fingers finding her hardened bud through the fabric, my thumb tracing the little metallic barbell. She moans with my cock down her throat and it sends a shiver through me, making my balls tighten.
She starts to bob her head up and down, hollowing her cheeks with suction that threatens to make me blow already.
We’ve been fucking all week but I still clearly need to work on my stamina with her.
Watching her take my cock in her mouth — shining with her spit, making those cute little whimpers and moans — is intoxicating.
The only thing that can pull my eyes away is her reflection in the mirror. The way she’s bent over, I can see the curves of her body and her full ass. Those skin tight light blue shorts do nothing to hide how wet she is and remind me that I want more than just her mouth right now.
I fist her ponytail, somehow finding the masochistic strength to stop her before I come.
She looks up at me with questioning eyes, still sitting on the edge of the bench with the head of my cock still resting on her plush lips.
I bring my hand up to her lips, tracing the bottom one, wiping off some of her spit.
“You said just a taste. Don’t get greedy. Now, it’s my turn.”
I kneel down in front of her and drag my hands up the sides of her long, toned legs, feeling every inch of her smooth, heated skin. My hands find the waistband of her shorts and I peel them down her legs and take off her running shoes.
She spreads her thighs for me and my eyes fall to her already wet pussy and that little black piece of jewelry on her hood.
I press a kiss to her soft inner thighs and she squeezes my head between her legs at my touch.
I look up at her to find her looking at me with hooded eyes.
“Lay back and relax,” I say, running a fingertip over her piercing, making her shudder.
She’s so wet for me already that my finger glides over the smooth metal.
She shakes her head. “No, I want to watch you.”
That lights a fire under my skin. “Not yet.”
She rolls her eyes and gives me a playful, pouty look. “Fine.”
She lays back down on the leather gym bench and I lift her legs, resting them on my shoulders. I slowly ghost my lips over the soft skin of her legs, feeling her writhe with built up tension.
I plant a kiss just above her swollen bundle of nerves and she bucks, pushing herself toward my mouth. I grin, loving how she responds to my touch. My eyes flick up to find her propped up on her elbows, still trying to watch me.
“My girl is so needy,” I say, holding her gaze before I lower my mouth and glide the tip of my tongue over her clit. Her eyes close and she lets out a low, contented hum, slumping back down against the bench.
I lap at her clit, tasting her sweet arousal, still lust drunk knowing that I do this to her.
When I look past her into the mirror, I see the deep, feral need in my own reflection when I increase the pressure with my tongue.
I swirl it around her sensitive bud, feeling the cool metal of her piercing.
Her legs tense around me and her heels dig into my back.
Reaching up, I dip one, then two fingers into her soaked pussy.
She gasps and she pulls me tighter against her. I laugh to myself before rewarding her, plunging my fingers in and out, curling them against her most sensitive spot while sucking on her clit.
I look up to see her arching her back, pushing her tits up in the air and I see her piercings pressing through that fabric. The first chance I get, that bra is coming off.
I suck harder on her clit, holding it in my mouth while my tongue flicks faster and faster over it. I feel her walls clench around my fingers and I know she’s close.
“That’s it, baby. Let go. Let go so I can fill this soaked pussy with my cock.” She moans and I feel her whole body tense, her pussy grabbing my fingers when she finally gives into the pleasure and comes undone, her orgasm rocking her body.
I give her clit one last swipe of my tongue before I lift my head, watching her chest heave while I still work her with my fingers.
She props herself back up on her elbows and looks at me, her sparkling green eyes glassed over.
I slide my fingers out of her, prompting her to gasp.
I take my fingers to my mouth and lick them clean. “You taste so fucking good.”
Her lips part before she bites her lower lip. “Anyone ever told you that you’re talented? Like really talented?”
I laugh, extending my hand for her to grab. “Not anyone that’s ever mattered to me.”
She grabs my hand and I pull her to her feet. She giggles, falling into my arms. I pull her tight, tilting her chin to look up at me. “Now I think I said something about filling your pussy with my cock.”
She reaches down, grabbing my shaft and squeezes. “Then get to it.”
The playfully wicked glint in her eyes tells me everything I need to know. She wants me as bad as I want her.