a limo, baby. If you don’t want this, tell me now.”
Instead of answering me, she sat up and started unbuckling my belt. Her fingers fumbled over the snap of my jeans and trembled as she carefully lowered my zipper. Her hand felt like silk as she dipped it into my boxer briefs and wrapped it around my shaft. I dropped my head back on my shoulders and groaned.
Shaw pulled me free, pushing the last of my clothes out of her way so she could stroke me. The tip of my cock was coated in precome, and I looked down just as she skimmed her tongue over the clear liquid. The feel of her hot, wet mouth wrapping around the head was enough to make me see stars. The only thing I’d been fucking for the last few years was my own hand, and this was one of my dreams come true to watch her lips stretch around my girth.
I hit the back of her throat and she gagged, but she quickly learned the rhythm that allowed her to breathe while taking me a little deeper. Her teeth raked over the underside of my dick, and I couldn’t help coming a little. The taste of me made her moan, and the sound vibrated around my cock, making it impossible to hold back a second longer.
Less than a minute into the best head of my life, and I was exploding in her mouth. I tried to pull back, but she grabbed my hips and held me in place as my dick jerked and spasmed, shooting load after load of come down her throat. Shaw gulped, drinking it all down, and the feel of her throat working triggered a second release that was so powerful, I saw spots for a moment.
She pulled back, releasing my tip with a resounding pop that only had my cock going rock hard again. She swallowed the last of the come in her mouth before licking a stray drop off her bottom lip. One hand wrapped around my base, stroking me slowly while she tipped her head back to look up at me through her thick lashes. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
“Baby, you can do that any fucking time you want.” Pushing her back onto the seat, I followed her down. Her bare skin felt so damn good against mine. I wanted to imprint her on my body so I could feel her even when she wasn’t beside me. I trailed my hands from her face to her bra-covered tits, feeling their delicious weight, my thumbs finding and playing with her diamond-hard nipples.
“Jags,” she whined, arching her hips and rubbing her soaked panties against me. “Please.”
I sank my teeth into her neck, making her moan my name, and I was thankful the limo was soundproof with the partition up so I didn’t have to kill the driver and the guard in the front seat for hearing those sexy little sounds that were for my ears only. “Please what, Dimples? Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”
“I need you,” she panted. “I want you inside me. Now.”
I skimmed my hand down her flat belly and dipped into her panties. “Here?” I spread her drenched lips and swirled my thumb over her clit. She whimpered at the first touch then cried out as if she’d never felt anything so good before. “Is this what you want, baby?”
“No,” she sobbed. “You.” Her hand wrapped around my cock again. “Please, Jags.”
I pulled back just enough to strip her of her bra and panties. I thrust two fingers into her pussy, testing her readiness, and nearly came again when I felt how tight she was, the way her wet heat greedily tried to suck me deeper. “Baby, are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. There’s nothing there for you to hurt.” Her eyes locked with mine. “I…I broke it myself a while back…with a toy.”
I gently thrust my fingers in and out of her as I buried my face in her neck. “Did it feel good when you played with this tight little pussy?”
“I thought so,” she muttered unhappily. “But that was nothing compared to this.”
“Same, baby. Same. Nothing has ever felt better than this. I can’t remember ever wanting someone as bad as I want you. No one has ever made me blow so hard, so fast, then make me rock hard again within seconds. The only thing I’ve been fucking since I realized