Chapter Mase
MASE
“I’ll be a good girl. I promise.” Her words swirl in my mind as I try not to harden in her wet, warm mouth.
I’m not fully hard, but it’s becoming more and more difficult to withstand the feel of her encompassing me so graciously.
“Such a good girl,” I say, her bright-blue eyes pleading with me for praise.
When she leaned over the bench and rested her head in my lap, it took me a minute to register she was actually following through with my orders. But when she began unbuckling my belt, I gave her a helping hand and quickly stuffed her pouty lips with my cock.
“You’re doing so good,” I croon, stroking her damp hair. “I’m going to bathe you when we get home and make my sweet girl all nice and clean for me. Would you like that?”
She gurgles around my thick length and, fuck me, do I love seeing her pouty lips stretched to accommodate my semihard cock filling her mouth.
“You look so beautiful, Summer.” I hiss when she sweeps her tongue over my tender tip. “Can you taste your pussy on me?”
She moans, and I delight in the vibrations of her confirmation.
“I want to taste myself from inside you.” I shift forward, unable to help the thrust of my hips, and her eyes widen.
“Keep sucking, sweet girl. Lick all my cock clean.” Her small hand remains wrapped around the base of my cock, holding it in place. “We’re almost home.” I turn into the driveway and pull into the garage, but her lips remain steadfast around my cock.
“You can release me.”
Her eyes shimmer with something akin to disappointment, so I’m quick to clarify.
“You’ve been a good girl. If you want a taste, jerk me off into your mouth.”
Her grip tightens.
“Leave your mouth open. I want to see my cum coat you.”
She nods, then opens her mouth, occasionally flicking her tongue over the bulging head of my now-solid cock.
“I’ve not done that before I met you,” she whispers, and I choke. She’s kidding, right? Jesus, she really was innocent when I met her, and now I’ve completely corrupted her. My lip twitches and my cock stirs, loving the fact she’s only been with me.
Instead of questioning her further, the thought of her being only mine sends a territorial possessiveness flashing through me.
Each time she slides her hand up and down my length, I resist the urge to fuck her hand faster. Instead, I tangle a hand in her hair and drop the other down beside me.
“That’s it, wrap your hand around me.” Her fingers don’t meet, and I delight in the fact that my cock is so big compared to her. No wonder she struggles to take me. Her small hand glides over my length. “Keep doing that. Fuck, it feels good, Sum.”
Her chest heaves as she works my cock, the feeling so damn good, I want her to do it time and time again.
Leaning over her, I decide to push her boundaries a little more.
She watches me beneath hooded eyes, her lashes batting gracefully as I deliver a slow stream of spittle over her fingers, lubing up my cock.
Then I yank on her hair and grip her jaw, and she opens her mouth wide, allowing me to spit on her tongue.
“Good girl.” A moan leaves her, and that’s all it takes for me to thrust my hips up, causing my slit to widen, and when my hot cum splashes into her open mouth, my jaw falls open at getting to witness the most incredible sight.
“Holy fuck. Holy fuck, Summer. Ahh. Holy fuck, sweetheart. Yes.”
When my orgasm subsides, I fall lax against the seat.
“You’re mine, sweet girl. My beautiful creation.”