Chapter 28
TWENTY-EIGHT
Neighborly Favor
Jack
Fuck me. Little Elle peered up at me while she bit her damn lip, and her pretty cinnamon toast eyes were wide with lust. She wanted to suck my cock.
Should I let her?
Fuck no. But, holy shit, Elle was the sexiest sight I had ever seen.
I couldn’t resist my best friend’s daughter like I had last night.
I came close to caving. Her claws stroked me through my sweats, running over the veins of my shaft while she fondled my balls in her other hand.
Elle struck a hard bargain. I had refused her while caught up in the sex, but down on her fucking knees, she was hard to withstand.
I sighed and ran a hand over my face. “Elle, princess... We shouldn’t.”
“Why?” Elle pouted up at me.
Christ, was Elle the cutest.
“Because...” She rubbed my dick, and I swallowed hard. “We shouldn’t cross the line.”
“Um...” Elle crunched up her face, pretending to think. “I think we already did yesterday. Or do I need to remind you?”
Elle went to stand, but my instincts kicked in, and I pushed my hand down on her forehead.
“No. I think we should pump the brakes,” I disagreed.
“Why not move ahead, Timber?” Elle asked.
Shit. Walk away, man. Turn the fuck around and reject the righteous princess. Don’t let her get her way by shoving your dick down her throat. Show her who’s boss.
Elle put her hand down my pants. A groan escaped through my parted lips, my nostrils flared, and I couldn’t stop staring at her. The view from up here was fucking fabulous.
I could see right down my top, and her nipples were erect against the fabric.
My dick could slide right in between her cleavage and fuck it.
Come all over her goddamn chest and not give a shit.
I’d deal with the shame later of not being strong enough to reject her going down on me, but Christ, I’d have blue balls after this naughtiness.
I grabbed a fistful of Elle’s hair and closed my eyes. “Ah, Christ. I might as well enjoy the ride, Evergreen. Suck my cock.”
Swiftly, Elle pulled my pants down to my ankles, and she took the opportunity by the hands.
She stroked my dick freely up the shaft and back down again.
Her palm leisurely made a circular motion on the tip, which drove me crazy.
I could’ve fucking come all over her by accident, but she stopped before I did.
My eyes popped open as I let go of her hair and glanced down at Elle. She was still on her knees, but she had opened my shirt. Fuck. She was beautiful with her hair tousled loosely around her shoulders and those eyes locked right on me. She was deeply focused on the task ahead.
“Jack?” Elle questioned while she tucked her hair behind her ears.
“Yeah, princess?”
“You’re huge.” Elle gulped. “I can’t even wrap my hand all the way around it.”
“Yeah. So?” I shrugged and glanced down at my dick with pride. “You got a feel of my cock last night.”
“During sex, yeah, but not with your thing in my mouth,” Elle whispered as she put emphasis on the word. “It’s too thick.”
“My thing?” I raised an eyebrow. “I’m flattered, but call it a dick, sweetheart.”
“Whatever.” Elle shook her head in annoyance, but it was nerves. “Your big, giant cock won’t fit in my mouth.”
“Oh, sweet Elle, you fucking begged for this. I know you’ll make it fit,” I encouraged as I tilted her chin up toward me. “Show me what a good slut does to a dick like this.”
Elle licked her lips, parted her mouth slightly to bite her lower lip, but I seized the opportunity to stick my thumb in her mouth. Caution flashed in her eyes for a whole second until she threw it to the wind and lust took over. She wrapped her plump lips around my limb, and she sucked.
Fuck, Elle had suction like a goddamn vacuum cleaner.
I couldn’t wait to be inside her tight hole in her face, fucking it until she gagged on me as my cum seeped out the corners of her mouth. Then I’d release her to lick up the leftovers of my load that had leaked out.
My dick twitched in excitement while she kept her eyes glued on me, and I popped my thumb out of her mouth.
Only to linger over her lower lip, smearing her saliva across it and down to her chin where I held her.
I tilted her head back down, and her eyes left mine.
She got a good view of my one-eyed snake slithering in wait for her to take control and put the poisonous creature in its place.
Elle glanced back up at me for an entire two seconds, and then she licked the tip. A shudder ran down my spine and formed a tingle going straight down to my fucking toes. The temptation to close my eyes arose, but I resisted, keeping my gaze on her.
Screw a mental image. I was a goddamn selfish pig. I wanted a motherfucking video stuck on replay in my head.
Elle repeated the flick of her tongue, and, fuck, the wetness mixed with her warm breath made my dick extra sensitive. In that moment, I had no fucking idea why I had deprived her of a blow job because she was magnificent at it, and I wasn’t even in her mouth yet.
Her tongue continued up the shaft of my cock until she pushed the massive length of me slightly aside and sucked on my balls.
Holy shit! An electric shock zapped through me when she released my nut sack, and her tongue played with the delicate skin.
My cock beat like it had a damn pulse, and I knew she’d feel it.
My cock bobbed faintly up and down in her hand while she stroked me.
“Jesus, Elle, you really know how to work my shaft.” I cursed while a groan left me after she dug her fingers into my skin. “Oh, yeah, princess. Show me no mercy.”
The sounds Elle made were dirty. Sloppy. Downright raunchy. But I enjoyed every single fucking noise coming out of her because she was my bad girl. She’d be on Santa’s naughty list if he fucking existed.
Elle popped my scrotum out of her mouth. “I don’t plan to, Timber.”
“Talking dirty, I see—” Elle nipped the head of my dick. “Oh, Christ, Elle. Go easy on the tip.”
The small sting throbbed, but she eased the pain by taking me into her mouth.
“Motherfucker...” I groaned, and my eyes fluttered.
Elle took me deeper. She didn’t stop until I reached the back of her throat, and she held me there. I tensed up and let her do her thing. She couldn’t fit my dick all the way in because I was too big, but fuck, she felt good. She panicked because the muscles in her throat wouldn’t let me in.
“Relax your throat, princess. Let me inside, Elle,” I voiced huskily.
Warm, wet, and compact. Her lips wrapped around me, and she relaxed. Once she was comfortable, I went to town because I couldn’t wait anymore to have her.
I grabbed the sides of her head and fucked her face unapologetically. Her throat stretched perfectly; the glorious gagging noises she made had me snarling over her, unable to stop the madness.
All the built-up tension of the years past, the hatred that had lasted for months, and my fucked-up feelings for Elle all came out. I wanted to explode in her mouth, claiming her beautiful face as tears leaked out of her eyes.
“Take.” Thrust.
“My. Cock.” Thrust, thrust.
Elle dug her nails into my rippling forearms.
“Ah, shit...” I sighed as my release built up.
“Good.” Thrust.
“Slut.” Thrust.
A deep choking sound escaped Elle when I pushed fully into her esophagus, and a spasm ran through me.
I withdrew my dick from her tight throat, and she gagged while strings of saliva dripped from her mouth.
Fuck. She was gorgeous down on her knees with saliva leaking out of her mouth and my cock slapping the side of her cheek. Sexy as hell.
“More,” Elle panted and opened her mouth to me.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.” I grinned.
This time, I grabbed a fistful of Elle’s hair and pushed the back of her head.
She didn’t resist me, and I shoved my dick right into her throat.
No warm-up was required, and she accepted me with her watery eyes locked on me.
She gagged once, twice, and a third time, but I couldn’t hold back my release any longer.
I pulled out. Elle held out her pretty little tongue, and I vigorously stroked my dick. Fresh cum gushed out onto her tastebuds, but I didn’t want to be done with her.
“Goddamn, you are fucking amazing,” I mumbled in elation but pointed at my dick. “I couldn’t even tell you’ve never had a cock this size before.”
Elle shrugged and grinned up at me. “Who says I haven’t?”
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. “You?”
“I didn’t say that.” Elle licked the cum from the corners of her mouth. “My exact words were ‘I can’t even wrap my hand all the way around it.’ I never stated you were the biggest.”
I blinked.
What the fuck?
Elle was playing with me. She had to be. There was no way she had given a blow job to another asshole larger than me.
“Nuh-uh...” I shook my finger at her, attempted to pull up my pants, but tripped and grabbed the kitchen island ledge. “Don’t screw with me, Elle. Your precise statement was ‘Your big, giant cock won’t fit in my mouth.’”
I cursed, pulled at the waist of my pants and was successful the second time at fixing them. Elle half snorted and covered her mouth. She hid her grin, but it was obvious she was laughing at me.
Of course she was, you giant buffoon, who couldn’t even get his goddamn pants on! Get your shit together, man. Dick size didn’t matter.
Elle stood up with a shrug. “I’ve had bigger.”
No, she hadn’t! Elle fed me bullshit! My pecker was the fucking biggest there ever was!
My eye twitched, my heart pounded in my chest, and I clenched my fists.
I could punch this damn French toast in the frying pan and not even experience the burn.
There was no way in hell that scumbag motherfucking ex had a huge dick.
Shit for brains was shorter than me—I loomed over him like a goddamn beast.
“Yeah? How big?” I questioned.
Elle slapped her hands against my chest and leaned in close. “Gigantic.”
Seriously? That was Elle’s answer? Fuck no.
I wanted fucking cold hard facts. The truth of the mysterious manhood made my pride hurt. I felt like a fucking dick-tective ready to solve the case. I wanted to crack whoever this asshole’s shaft was in half only to bring it down an inch.
“I’m talking length, not girth, princess.” I grabbed a package of dry-cured salami off the counter and gestured toward it with my hands like a shitty school presentation in sexual education. “The damn base of the shaft to the tip. Not the whole motherfucking way around.”
Elle glanced down at my junk with a smile. “Oh, I know.”
I dropped the meat while Elle backed away and turned her back to me.
I was ashamed of my reaction, but I fucking hated the thought of another dude touching her.
No way would some douchebag boink Elle, my princess, with a massive cock the size of Gonzo’s nose from the Muppet Christmas Carol film.
I had the biggest dick of them all, and no other man would outsize me.
“But I’m still the biggest dick you’ve ever had?” I asked desperately.
Elle glanced back at me over her shoulder. “Maybe.”
“Damn, princess...” I held a hand over my heart. “Don’t do me like this.”
Elle only grinned at me.
A ding sounded on the kitchen island. Elle grabbed her cell phone and peered down at the screen. The smile turned upside down almost instantly.
“Who is it?” I puffed out my chest and crossed my arms. “Big-dick guy?”
“Ha-ha. Hilarious...” Elle’s sarcasm didn’t hide her panic because she was a terrible liar. “Logan is at my place with Faith. He wants to know where I am.”
“So?” I shrugged and walked over to Elle.
“Christ, Timber! Get with the program. He can’t find out I’m over here having sex with you!” Elle threw her hands up and dropped to the floor, searching underneath a table. “Well, don’t just stand there! Help me find my damn clothes!”