Forty-Six
Hale
The throbbing in my shoulder was nothing compared to that in my dick.
My hand was soaked with her release, and it smelled as sweet as it tasted.
That wasn’t helping my current state. Neither was her wide-eyed, well-pleasured expression.
She was still gasping for breath as she looked up at me. Damn, those eyes were something else.
I continued to suck her juices from my fingers while she watched me.
If she tried to go all uptight on me again, I knew how to fix it.
She’d come apart on me this time. Seemed she liked it rougher.
I’d been too gentle this morning. But I hadn’t expected her to react to my being demanding with complete surrender.
She liked being dominated with sex. Good, because that was how I liked to fuck.
She shifted her body, straightening up and causing her stomach to press against my erection. I winced at the contact. I’d never been this damn swollen in my life. It was verging on painful.
“Oh! Your shoulder,” she gasped, her eyes widening in horror. “Did I hurt you? Are you okay?”
I grabbed her hip to still her. “Not my shoulder, darlin’,” I told her gruffly.
Her brow furrowed in a frown.
“You got my dick so damn hard that I might be experiencing blue balls for the first time. Not exactly sure.”
Silence.
She swallowed so hard that I could see her neck slightly bulge. Her tongue darted out and wet her lips, and I bit back a groan. If I shoved my dick in her mouth right now, I would blow the back of her head off with my release. I had to get it to calm the fuck down.
Now that I was sure she wasn’t about to collapse on the ground, I let go of her and took a step back. “Let’s go back to the house.”
She nodded, but when she took a step, she wobbled slightly. My arm shot out and steadied her, and I was unable not to fucking grin. I liked knowing I’d caused this and that her panties and shorts were soaked because of me.
Best part was, we were just getting started.