Fool for You (Southern Bride #7) - Kelly Elliott Page 0,51
would have laughed.
“Okay, got it,” she said and took me back into her mouth. She moved in ways I had never experienced before. I’ve had women give me blow jobs, and if I was being honest, I was a fan of them. But this one, holy shit. It was like Emmerson had taken some sort of class on how to suck a guy’s dick to drive him insane and make him explode in her mouth within minutes.
“Emmerson,” I groaned, bringing my hand to her head. Christ, I wanted to hold her there and fuck that pretty mouth of hers.
She dropped me from her mouth and asked, “Does it feel good?”
I wanted to yell at her to never take my dick out of her mouth again. “Fuck…it feels…God…it feels so good.”
I closed my eyes as I fought to keep control. Then she had me back in her mouth. She was so fucking warm.
“Faster, Emme. Fuck, take me deeper and faster.”
She moaned and the vibration caused a pull from deep down inside of me. My orgasm was building, and it was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
Then, when I didn’t think she could give me any more pleasure, something cold mixed with the warmth of her mouth and that was my undoing.
“Mother of God! Holy fuck!” I shouted and looked down her. That was a mistake. Seeing my dick move in and out of her mouth was hot as hell. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was enjoying herself as much as I was. Then she moved her other hand to my balls, and I damn near shouted like a girl.
“Emme, move if you don’t want me to come in your mouth! Move!”
She moved her hand up from my balls and wrapped it back around me, her mouth and hand moving faster—and what in the fuck was so cold? I brought my hands back to her head, and I felt my hips jerking up. This orgasm was going to kill me.
“Oh fuck. Jesus. I’m going to come. Emme, I’m going to come.”
She moaned again, and the sound and vibration of it unleashed the most intense orgasm I had ever felt in my fucking life. I was pretty sure I was having an out-of-body experience. Her name poured off my lips and I pumped into her, feeling my hot seed spill into her mouth. When I risked another look at her, I swore I came again. She was so damn beautiful. Her eyes sparkled with triumph and when she smiled, God it did something to me that no words could ever express. I wasn’t sure if I was even still alive. Surely I was in heaven.
I dropped back onto the bed and tried to get my body to stop shaking as Emmerson swallowed every drop of my release.
Then the warmth and cold were gone, and I felt her move up next to me. “Should I go rinse out my mouth?”
Holy hell, I was never going to let her leave the bed again.
I turned my head to see her lying on her side, her head on the pillow and that adorable smile of satisfaction still on her face. I leaned over and kissed her. The taste of my cum in her sweet mouth nearly had me hard again. I moved and settled my body over hers, kissing her like my freaking life depended on it.
Emmerson wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned into the kiss when my dick rubbed between her legs.
“Do you want me to make you come again, Emme?” I asked as I ran my hand down her body. I slipped my fingers inside of her and moaned when I felt how wet she was.
“Yes,” she whispered, and I rolled off her some and made her come again with my fingers while we kissed like two teenagers. After she came down from her own euphoria, I grabbed her hand and brought her into the bathroom. I reached into the now-cold water of her bath and drained it as she turned on the shower.
We stepped inside and took turns cleaning each other off. By the time we got out of the shower, dried off, and fell into bed, it was damn near morning. I pulled Emmerson against me, and we both drifted off to sleep within moments of our heads hitting the pillows.
Emmerson moved next to me, mumbling something under her breath. I heard a light knock on the door at the same time she threw her leg