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constantly working tongue, milking the orgasm. He watched her even as he continued to pleasure her, fascinated by her reaction. She was so incredibly abandoned and unselfconscious. It was stunning to watch her lose control.
And when it was over, she stiffened and collapsed on the bed, gasping and panting heavily. “Oh. Wow. Just wow,” she laughed, the sound breathy and satisfied. “That was a fun game. Fun for one of us, anyhow.”
He had to agree with that. While it had been pleasurable for him, too, his cock was so hard that it was almost painful. “I’ll get the condoms.”
She grabbed a handful of his shirt before he could move away. “Not yet, naughty boy. It’s my turn to play a game.”
He groaned and moved back toward her, kissing her fiercely. “I’m about past the time for games, Brenna. Feel how hard I am.” He took her hand and guided it to his aching cock, resisting the urge to start grinding against her hand. “I need this.”
“Oh, I plan on satisfying you, Grant Markham,” she said in a throaty, pleased purr. Her fingers tugged at his shirt, and she found a button still in its hole and ripped it free. “But now it’s my turn to play Guess the Piercing.”
“I don’t have any piercings,” he said, his voice rasping and harsh.
She shrugged. “Half the fun is the game. Don’t ruin it for me with spoilers.” And she gave his shoulders a push, indicating that he should lie back on the bed.
He was in agony, his cock so hard that his entire body ached. But he was fascinated by how self-assured and take charge she was in the bedroom, and damn it all if he didn’t want to play this game, too. The thought of Brenna exploring his body with her mouth? He almost came in his pants just thinking about it. “I’ll come if you touch me. It’s been too long.”
“Don’t tell me you haven’t jerked off in five years?”
“Brenna.”
“Is that a yes or a no?”
“What do you think?”
She gave him a sultry look and ran a finger down his cock. “I think it’s a no, because you usually seem like you need to loosen up. I guess we need to take the edge off then, hmm? Because I know I’m not done playing.” She rubbed him again and then grinned. “What’s your recovery time been like in the past? Does your cannon normally fire a single shot?”
He stared at her, almost speechless.
“You don’t know? That makes you a single-shot kind of guy after all. Pity.” Her fingers wrapped around his cock, flexing around the hard length. “I bet we can break that record for you.”
He was about to come in his pants if she kept touching him. And she was talking but he was having a hard time following the conversation.
But then she unzipped his pants and hauled them down his thighs, dragging his boxers with them. His cock sprang free, engorged, the head dark red and wet with pre-cum.
“Mama like,” she said again in that breathy, pleased tone that made goose bumps move down his arms. He was literally a hair-trigger away from coming. The smallest touch and—
She leaned down and grasped him firmly, wrapping her fingers around the length of his cock and sucking the head into her mouth. She stroked once, hard.
He came. A hoarse groan ripped from his throat and his entire body clenched with the force of his release, his eyes squeezed shut. He was suddenly spurting into her mouth, unable to stop the flood of come as his body jerked and shook.
Embarrassing.
He was as bad as a teenage boy. She’d never let him live this down.
Brenna stroked him again, her movements slow, and he felt her mouth rise off his cock. He slowly opened his eyes to see her swallowing the last of his release, and then she daintily wiped the corner of her mouth and gave him a sensual smile. “All better?”
“Sorry.” He felt fucking stupid.
“I’m not,” she said easily, tugging his pants down all the way to his ankles and then tugging at one of his shoes. “Now I get to explore you at my leisure.”
Her
And when it was over, she stiffened and collapsed on the bed, gasping and panting heavily. “Oh. Wow. Just wow,” she laughed, the sound breathy and satisfied. “That was a fun game. Fun for one of us, anyhow.”
He had to agree with that. While it had been pleasurable for him, too, his cock was so hard that it was almost painful. “I’ll get the condoms.”
She grabbed a handful of his shirt before he could move away. “Not yet, naughty boy. It’s my turn to play a game.”
He groaned and moved back toward her, kissing her fiercely. “I’m about past the time for games, Brenna. Feel how hard I am.” He took her hand and guided it to his aching cock, resisting the urge to start grinding against her hand. “I need this.”
“Oh, I plan on satisfying you, Grant Markham,” she said in a throaty, pleased purr. Her fingers tugged at his shirt, and she found a button still in its hole and ripped it free. “But now it’s my turn to play Guess the Piercing.”
“I don’t have any piercings,” he said, his voice rasping and harsh.
She shrugged. “Half the fun is the game. Don’t ruin it for me with spoilers.” And she gave his shoulders a push, indicating that he should lie back on the bed.
He was in agony, his cock so hard that his entire body ached. But he was fascinated by how self-assured and take charge she was in the bedroom, and damn it all if he didn’t want to play this game, too. The thought of Brenna exploring his body with her mouth? He almost came in his pants just thinking about it. “I’ll come if you touch me. It’s been too long.”
“Don’t tell me you haven’t jerked off in five years?”
“Brenna.”
“Is that a yes or a no?”
“What do you think?”
She gave him a sultry look and ran a finger down his cock. “I think it’s a no, because you usually seem like you need to loosen up. I guess we need to take the edge off then, hmm? Because I know I’m not done playing.” She rubbed him again and then grinned. “What’s your recovery time been like in the past? Does your cannon normally fire a single shot?”
He stared at her, almost speechless.
“You don’t know? That makes you a single-shot kind of guy after all. Pity.” Her fingers wrapped around his cock, flexing around the hard length. “I bet we can break that record for you.”
He was about to come in his pants if she kept touching him. And she was talking but he was having a hard time following the conversation.
But then she unzipped his pants and hauled them down his thighs, dragging his boxers with them. His cock sprang free, engorged, the head dark red and wet with pre-cum.
“Mama like,” she said again in that breathy, pleased tone that made goose bumps move down his arms. He was literally a hair-trigger away from coming. The smallest touch and—
She leaned down and grasped him firmly, wrapping her fingers around the length of his cock and sucking the head into her mouth. She stroked once, hard.
He came. A hoarse groan ripped from his throat and his entire body clenched with the force of his release, his eyes squeezed shut. He was suddenly spurting into her mouth, unable to stop the flood of come as his body jerked and shook.
Embarrassing.
He was as bad as a teenage boy. She’d never let him live this down.
Brenna stroked him again, her movements slow, and he felt her mouth rise off his cock. He slowly opened his eyes to see her swallowing the last of his release, and then she daintily wiped the corner of her mouth and gave him a sensual smile. “All better?”
“Sorry.” He felt fucking stupid.
“I’m not,” she said easily, tugging his pants down all the way to his ankles and then tugging at one of his shoes. “Now I get to explore you at my leisure.”
Her
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