Ask Me If I Care (SWAT Generation 2.0 #4) - Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,57

little bit rougher of a touch. Liked to wrap my fist tightly around my cock and jack it off quickly until I came.

But Ares’ hand felt unexplainable. Felt like my hand would never be good enough again.

Then she cupped my balls, and I nearly lost it right then and there.

The thought of my cum decorating her neck nearly did it for me a second time.

I groaned and tried to pull back, but she wouldn’t let me.

“I’m going to lose it,” I said. “I don’t… I swear. I can’t hold on. I want to be inside of you… I need to be inside of you. If you… ah, fuck.”

She put me in her mouth.

During my stuttering speech, she’d leaned forward and sucked the head down deep, curling her tongue around the spongy head and swirling it around like a fuckin’ ice cream cone that was melting.

“Sweet baby Jesus,” I breathed, hoping that I could hold off longer, but knowing in my gut that I wouldn’t be able to.

Not with her mouth on me.

Not with how I’d missed her since last weekend. Dreamed about taking her.

I…

“Fuck.” I gasped when she squeezed my balls and took my cock into her mouth as far as it would go.

I momentarily lost consciousness. That had to be why I came to fucking her face.

Whatever the reason, when I realized what I was doing, I slowly disentangled my hands from her hair and tried to let her go back to what she was doing before, but she grinned.

Or at least tried to with my cock in her mouth.

Pulling back, she gazed up at me, her lips red and puffy.

“Keep doing that,” she ordered. “I liked it.”

She liked it.

Son of a bitch.

I hesitantly put my hands back to her hair and fed her my cock again, starting out slowly at first.

But she wouldn’t let me go slow.

She forced my hand by squeezing my balls again, sucking harder, and causing that switch in my brain to short-circuit.

When her eyes started to water, I came back to myself, but when I would’ve pulled back, given her less, she spurred me on by pressing her hand to my ass. Telling me without words that I was good. That she was good.

And that’s when I couldn’t stop myself anymore. I had to come.

“Gonna come,” I growled.

Two words. But it felt like I’d spoken more based on the exertion it took to do that much.

“Fuck yes,” I said when she surprised me.

Instead of pulling back like I’d expected, she’d pressed forward.

She was nowhere near taking all of my cock. Likely it was too big and she was too inexperienced.

Whatever the reason, when my come boiled from my balls and shot down my shaft in hot spurts, it coated the back of her throat as she tried in vain to swallow it all.

As she did, she massaged my cock head with her tongue, drawing up even more.

And by the time that I was done, my legs were shaking, and I couldn’t figure out how to breathe.

She pulled off of my cock with a smile, then fell back to the bed with a satisfied smirk on her face. As if she’d pulled off the impossible.

And maybe she had.

Maybe she’d done what no other woman could do—take my control and smash it to pieces.

Because that was exactly how I felt right then.

I felt like I couldn’t tell right from wrong. Up from down.

Her hands came up to play with her nipples, and that was when I realized that I needed to make it up to her.

I needed to show her that I could give her what she needed, too.

Dropping down to my knees, I hissed when my sensitive cock brushed against the bedspread.

She frowned down at me, her eyes wide.

I took hold of her legs and yanked her down more, until her ass was practically hanging over the side of the mattress, then pressed her legs up.

“Hold those,” I ordered.

She snorted and did as I asked, taking the backs of her knees in her hands and pulling back hesitantly, as if she wasn’t altogether comfortable with exposing herself to me.

I leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh, running my lips along the smooth skin before