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flowers every Monday, because no matter how much I hated him for it, I loved him. I couldn’t get him out from under my skin. He was my first thought every morning and my very last thought as I drifted off to sleep at night.
My fingers wrapped tighter around him, squeezing almost to the point of discomfort. The moisture from my saliva added the lubrication I needed to stroke him hard and fast, matching the motion of mouth.
An unabashed moan escaped his chest as my tongue slithered slowly around his sensitive head. That sound. That glorious sound only caused my already wet pussy to flood with desire. I needed to hear him want me. Deep down, I wanted to make this fucker beg.
I moved my mouth down between his legs, sucking both of his balls into my mouth, swirling my tongue against his sac. On cue, he gave me what I wanted. I tilted my face up, looking at him. His gaze locked on me. In the dim light and through the haze of smoke that lingered in the air, I watched how his eyes darkened behind those glasses. Fuck, those glasses. They would surely be the death of me.
Pulling the skin of sac between my teeth, I released him, relishing the way his expression seemed surprised by my actions. “Like that?” I asked, my tone husky and seductive.
He nodded his head, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth.
“Is that a yes, Andy?” I snaked my tongue out, licking the underside of his shaft from bottom to top.
He nodded again, apparently incoherent, but that wasn’t enough for me. He was going to give me what I wanted. He owed me that.
“Say yes, Andy,” I demanded, wrapping my mouth over the head of his cock, thrusting my tongue along his slit, lapping at the salty goodness developing there.
“Yeah,” he croaked, then cleared his throat, “Uh, yes.”
He reached down and removed my glasses from my face, placing them on the counter. I smiled, pushing forward on my toes. “Good,” I breathed, dragging my tongue back down his long, pulsing cock. His fingers curled tighter in my hair. I closed my eyes and took both of his balls back into my mouth, rolling them along my tongue as I wrapped my hand around his shaft, stroking him. He hissed and his legs buckled. With my free hand, I reached around him, cupping his bare ass to steady him.
“Careful, baby,” he begged. “I can’t take much more.”
That was exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to lose control. I wanted him to understand how it felt to be powerless.
A chuckle bubbled in my chest as I pulled his ball sac with my lips. I licked from his balls all the way up to the head of his dick. He seemed almost relieved when I acted as if I were about to give him a moment, but before he could stop me, I pushed my mouth around his cock, slamming down so hard it hit the back of my throat.
“Jesus, FUCK, woman!”
He pulled back on my hair, trying to rein me in but he couldn’t win. Not this time.
My mouth was relentless. I was determined to control him for once. He’d been in power from the moment he entered the shop today, and I wanted my power back. I was tired of being everyone's doormat. I’d been that way my whole life. I left Florida for a reason. I needed to get away. From him. From Olivia. From myself. I was stronger now. Or was I? Him showing up unannounced really took me by surprise.
Why in the world did he have to come over tonight? Hell, why did he have to come to Amarillo?
I wanted nothing more than to get over Andrew Wise, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him out of my head, let alone my heart. I even took off that damn necklace he gave me for my birthday, hoping to gain balance within myself. It didn’t work.
When Jackie suggested that I needed to talk to Javier, one of my father’s mechanics, to get some ‘wacky tobacky’, I about died. It had been years since I’d smoked pot. I wasn’t in college
My fingers wrapped tighter around him, squeezing almost to the point of discomfort. The moisture from my saliva added the lubrication I needed to stroke him hard and fast, matching the motion of mouth.
An unabashed moan escaped his chest as my tongue slithered slowly around his sensitive head. That sound. That glorious sound only caused my already wet pussy to flood with desire. I needed to hear him want me. Deep down, I wanted to make this fucker beg.
I moved my mouth down between his legs, sucking both of his balls into my mouth, swirling my tongue against his sac. On cue, he gave me what I wanted. I tilted my face up, looking at him. His gaze locked on me. In the dim light and through the haze of smoke that lingered in the air, I watched how his eyes darkened behind those glasses. Fuck, those glasses. They would surely be the death of me.
Pulling the skin of sac between my teeth, I released him, relishing the way his expression seemed surprised by my actions. “Like that?” I asked, my tone husky and seductive.
He nodded his head, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth.
“Is that a yes, Andy?” I snaked my tongue out, licking the underside of his shaft from bottom to top.
He nodded again, apparently incoherent, but that wasn’t enough for me. He was going to give me what I wanted. He owed me that.
“Say yes, Andy,” I demanded, wrapping my mouth over the head of his cock, thrusting my tongue along his slit, lapping at the salty goodness developing there.
“Yeah,” he croaked, then cleared his throat, “Uh, yes.”
He reached down and removed my glasses from my face, placing them on the counter. I smiled, pushing forward on my toes. “Good,” I breathed, dragging my tongue back down his long, pulsing cock. His fingers curled tighter in my hair. I closed my eyes and took both of his balls back into my mouth, rolling them along my tongue as I wrapped my hand around his shaft, stroking him. He hissed and his legs buckled. With my free hand, I reached around him, cupping his bare ass to steady him.
“Careful, baby,” he begged. “I can’t take much more.”
That was exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to lose control. I wanted him to understand how it felt to be powerless.
A chuckle bubbled in my chest as I pulled his ball sac with my lips. I licked from his balls all the way up to the head of his dick. He seemed almost relieved when I acted as if I were about to give him a moment, but before he could stop me, I pushed my mouth around his cock, slamming down so hard it hit the back of my throat.
“Jesus, FUCK, woman!”
He pulled back on my hair, trying to rein me in but he couldn’t win. Not this time.
My mouth was relentless. I was determined to control him for once. He’d been in power from the moment he entered the shop today, and I wanted my power back. I was tired of being everyone's doormat. I’d been that way my whole life. I left Florida for a reason. I needed to get away. From him. From Olivia. From myself. I was stronger now. Or was I? Him showing up unannounced really took me by surprise.
Why in the world did he have to come over tonight? Hell, why did he have to come to Amarillo?
I wanted nothing more than to get over Andrew Wise, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him out of my head, let alone my heart. I even took off that damn necklace he gave me for my birthday, hoping to gain balance within myself. It didn’t work.
When Jackie suggested that I needed to talk to Javier, one of my father’s mechanics, to get some ‘wacky tobacky’, I about died. It had been years since I’d smoked pot. I wasn’t in college
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