Chapter 39 The Wrong Reason to Be Sweaty #2
My girl doesn’t listen to me; why would she? I nip at her neck and she yelps, her grip on me faltering. I use the break to push away from Tamara, my eyes devouring every inch of her body. We’re panting, eyes glazed as we stare at each other.
She starts to strip, dropping each discarded layer to the floor at her feet.
When she finally toes off her sneakers, my breath catches at the perfection that is her body—her soft thighs with dimples, the belly growing our baby, heavy breasts and dark brown nipples.
I hated hearing the guys say those things, but looking at her right now, I have to agree she’s a hot mom I’d like to fuck.
She steps forward and gathers her hair on top of her head; her breasts rise with the movement and my mouth goes dry.
I’ve seen her naked and had her like this in so many different ways and yet, seeing her wanton and ready for me never gets old.
“Shorts and underwear,” she commands and I push them off. When I wrap a hand around the base of my cock, she shakes her head. “I touch, you watch.”
I nod dumbly and she kneels in front of me.
Her mouth is curved into a soft smile as she admires my dick and never in my life have I felt so naked and vulnerable.
I’m aching to touch myself, to relieve some of the tension that’s building, but I know better than to defy her commands.
Tamara wraps a hand around my base and rubs her thumb over the tip.
My head falls back on a moan, words and thoughts flying right out of my mind.
She twists her bottom hand while continuing to tease the head of my cock, the pleasure of her touch almost too much.
While one hand strokes around the base, she drags her short nails along my length with the other one.
A shiver runs up my spine, balls feeling heavy, but I don’t look away.
She traces the vein on the underside of my cock with one finger and then replaces it with her tongue.
I groan and watch as she licks slowly, like she’s tasting a lollipop.
Then she sucks on the head and I moan loudly.
Her pink lips spread around my dick as she takes me deeper.
I watch as inch by inch I vanish into her mouth and when her nose bumps against my stomach, my breath catches.
She makes the dirtiest and most unintelligible sounds, keeping me pressed to the back of her throat as she swallows.
Tamara releases me and sucks in a loud breath before she’s diving back in.
This time she practically sips on my cock gently, twirling her tongue as she makes her way down.
Her head bobs with every movement while her hand continues to stroke and tease the base.
It’s too much and not enough at the same time.
I grab a fistful of her hair and tug when her teeth drag along my cock.
Our gazes meet as she sucks on the tip. I force air through my nose as I stare at her, gripping her curls tight but not pulling.
She pulls her mouth off me with a pop, eyes sparkling so fucking bright as she licks me from root to tip again.
Just when I’ve gotten a grip on my breathing, she’s squeezing my balls.
“Fuck,” I grind out, eyes rolling back in my head as she rolls them gently.
My knees shake and I feel her mouth against the soft skin, nipping playfully while she continues to stroke me with her other hand.
Her touch wanders, but I’m feeling so many sensations that it’s only when she’s pressing against my taint that everything snaps into place.
My ass clenches and I gasp as she continues to rub and press against the spot.
She takes me back into her mouth and sucks so loudly, I can taste colours and see sounds.
I peel my eyes open as Tamara’s head bounces, her mouth working wonders as her hand continues to tease me.
Her attention fluctuates between my perineum and my balls, driving me absolutely insane.
I’m pretty sure I’ve stopped breathing too; nothing will ever compare to this.
A spark runs along my spine and I groan, chin falling to my chest. I cup her jaw and her gaze flicks up to mine.
“If you don’t want a mouth full of c—”
She nods, eyes bright as she sucks harder.
I chuckle at her earnest expression, but the sound quickly turns into another moan as she pulls me deep into her mouth.
We watch each other as my body shakes and then I’m coming, spilling into her and she sucks it down like a fucking champ.
A little dribbles out the side of her mouth and I reach to wipe it away, but she stops me.
She slides me out, my dick wet and limp, Tamara presses her mouth shut with a smirk.
I can barely think, but I still press my thumb to her bottom lip, urging her to open for me.
She parts her lips slightly and the sight of my cum on her tongue makes my flaccid cock twitch.
She leans away and swallows, making a show of it as she tilts her head back.
Then with a finger, she wipes around her mouth and sucks it clean, still watching me like she’s got all kinds of naughty things planned.
“Come here,” I mumble, hand sliding around the front of her throat gently so I can bring her to me.
She stretches up, meeting me halfway. Our lips touch and her tongue plunges into my mouth.
The flavour combination of us together makes my head spin.
Gripping her neck tighter, I feel her pulse against my fingers.
And as she deepens the kiss, her nails drag up and down my bare thighs.
She tugs at my shirt and stands, stepping out of reach. “Go to the bedroom and take off your clothes. Wait for me in bed.”