Chapter 13 Daniel
DANIEL
This is precisely what I was imagining before she walked in here. When my cock was already rock-hard. When I was tempted, so damn tempted, to take matters into my own hands once again. But I don’t have to.
Because she’s going to take matters into her mouth.
She tugs my pants down, and I kick them off. She kneels between my legs and slides her hands up and down my thighs. My skin sizzles. My bones crackle. Lust thumps through me as my dick announces it’s ready and eager for her.
She’s quiet for a moment, studying my body as if she’s contemplating how she wants to take me in her mouth—slow and sensual, or rough and deep.
I have an idea of something I’d rather enjoy while she sucks me off. “Why don’t you take off your shirt?”
Quickly, she reaches for the hem, then tugs it over her head and tosses it onto the carpet.
My cock hardens even more thanks to the view of her beautiful breasts, all creamy skin and dusky rose nipples standing at attention.
“I’d like to take those beauties in my mouth, bite your nipples, play with your tits, and lick you all over. I bet you’d like that. I bet you’d like it if I squeeze them hard while I fuck you.”
“I’d love that,” she murmurs as she reaches for my cock, wrapping a soft hand around it.
Her touch feels spectacular.
But she also seems to know that I want so much more than hands.
Because seconds later, she bends down, her soft, chestnut hair brushing against my thighs, and she licks the head.
I arch up, needing more of her mouth, craving all of her. I want to bury my cock in her throat. I want to defile those lips. I want to see how far she can take me. “That’s right, love. Take it all. Swallow my cock,” I say, urging her on.
She swirls her tongue around the head, moaning and groaning against my shaft as she gets acquainted with my dick. The sensual curves of her lips fit so perfectly around me as her lush mouth goes deeper, drawing me in farther.
Pleasure pounds through my body as she licks and sucks.
My hand wraps around her head, roping through those strands, tugging her even closer. “I like it deep, Scarlett. Can you handle that? Can you take me like that?”
She nods, whispering “I can” against my shaft, then she shows me. In one swift move, she swallows me all the way down.
Electricity zaps through my body. All my cells light up at once. I close my eyes and rock into her mouth, moaning, “That’s right. You’ve got me now.”
I wrap both hands around her skull, tightening my grip. She doesn’t seem to mind. She responds to the way I handle her, somehow miraculously relaxing her throat.
This woman.
It’s like she doesn’t even have a gag reflex, and it’s my lucky day. Hell, my lucky year.
I open my eyes, gazing down at the filthy sight in front of me. My business partner sucking me off. Her right hand roams to my balls, her nails playing with them, flicking over them, the other hand traveling to my cock. She wraps a fist tight around the base while her mouth works me up and down.
As lust barrels through my body, Scarlett rocks her hips up and down too, like she’s savoring this, like she’s loving every second of it.
The way she’s enjoying this blow job trips a wire in me. I thrust up harder, and she takes me deeper, my dick melding to her mouth, lodged in her throat. Pleasure ratchets up the base of my spine, then it explodes—a glorious carnal annihilation of my senses as I come hard and deep.
My thighs shake. I groan for ages as bliss blots out the world.
Eventually, I push up on my elbows to find Scarlett wiping a hand across her lips, giving me a sly smile, then saying, “I had my tonsils removed when I was younger. I pretty much have no gag reflex.”
I shudder everywhere. “That’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever said. And I intend to fuck that beautiful mouth so many times.”
She licks her lips. “Can I fuck your mouth now?”
Holy hell. She’s sinful and delicious.
“Get up here.”