Blame it on the Champagne (Blame it on the Alcohol #1) - Fiona Cole Page 0,99

length stood tall and proud, thick with veins stretching root to tip. His heavy balls resting above his briefs. He liked when I played with them. I learned that, not with words, but by listening to his groans when I rolled them in my palm. Feeling him jerk in the back of my throat when I tugged and sometimes slipped my finger behind them to play.

Holding his stare, I leaned forward and pulled first one and then the other in my mouth.

“Fuck, Verana.”

“Do you like watching me suck your balls between my lips?” We both knew he did, but I liked teasing him with words as much as he did me. “Do you like knowing my pussy is getting wetter by the second because I like it too?”

“Verana,” he growled in warning.

“How about when I kiss my way up the back and flick my tongue through your slit? Or is your favorite when you force your fat dick past my lips and push so hard tears slip free?”

“Fuck, yeah.” His hand snapped out and gripped my hair, holding me in place. “I want to fuck that tiny throat. I wonder if it’s tighter than your little cunt.”

My cheeks heated. He’d pushed against my gag reflex, but never too far, and I didn’t know what I wanted.

Actually, I did. I wanted him to take control and take what he wanted from me. When I stayed silent, he figured it out, and his grip tightened. One of the things we discovered with each other was how much I liked it when he was rough with me. I’d had gentle and sweet—all the typical college encounters a good girl has.

The way he shoved my face against this crotch was anything but what a good girl would do.

“Suck my balls.”

I obliged. Not that I had much choice with my face buried against them.

Once he was satisfied, he leaned close, looking right in my eyes, so I couldn’t miss the promise of his words. His finger slid across my already swollen lips. “I’m going to slide my cock all the way down that throat until your nose is pressed to my stomach. And I’m going to stay there until I’m satisfied. Then, I’m going to pull back and do it again. I’ll control your breath. I’ll control it all. And when you think you can’t take any more, I’ll fuck your face. You won’t be able to stop me because your hands will be busy with your tits, pinching and pulling until they’re rosier than your flushed pussy. If you try to stop me, I’ll start all over again. Understood?”

Desire infused every inch of my body. I sat beneath him panting, so desperate I almost spread my legs around his shoe and rubbed my clit against it until I came.

Swallowing hard and reminding myself that I was safe with Nico, I nodded.

“Good girl.”

He pressed a sweet, tender kiss to my lips, savoring the moments before we were anything but sweet or tender. When he pulled back, his eyes flashed with an emotion I couldn’t place. I tried to place it, but he jerked me back and stood.

“Show me your tits. Show me how hard your nipples already are.”

The cool air conditioning caressed my chest, pulling my nipples even tighter. I went to pinch them like he ordered, but his voice stopped me.

“Not yet. Keep your hands at your side until you need to tap my thighs. No other reason.”

My hands dropped to my side and fisted, doing all they could to not grip the tender buds until I came.

He hefted the weight of his cock in his palm and held it to my lips. “Open.” As soon as they parted a little, he pushed past, groaning the further he slipped inside. “All the way. Tip back and breathe through your nose. That’s it, baby.”

He hadn’t even gone all the way, and already he sounded breathless. His head pushed against the tight opening of my throat, and I immediately gagged. Instead of pulling back like he usually did, he waited for my throat to relax between gags and pushed further.

“Shit. Yeah. There it is. Fuck, that’s good.”

Oh my god, his length pushed further, and tears burned my eyes, sliding down my cheeks. All of a sudden, my nose was pressed to his groin, and he held me there tightly. With his cock in my throat, he tipped my head back and forced me to look at him. He didn’t pull back but instead stayed still like