A Filthy Friend (Filthy Line #5) - Jaxson Kidman Page 0,54

room.”

Sab’s hands moved around my body and up.

He playfully cupped my breasts over my shirt.

His strong, drummer hands, kneading me through my shirt and bra.

I wiggled and laughed, but that only seemed to make him harder.

Oops…

I thrust my ass back at him and then spun around.

“No,” I said.

“No?”

“You’re not fucking me against this window, Sab.”

“I’m not?”

“No.”

“Then where am I fucking you?”

“Nowhere,” I said. “I said we weren’t going to do this anymore.”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Then you got me on the tour bus…”

“The tour bus always makes women wet,” he said.

I curled my lip. “So that means I have to make this even. Then we’re done.”

“Even…”

My hands reached forward and I grabbed the front of his jeans.

“That’s right,” I said. “You made me come. Now it’s my turn to make you come.”

I opened Sab’s jeans but didn’t just grab his cock to stroke him.

My mind had something else in mind.

If we were going to be running through all those years-old fantasies…

I slowly lowered myself to my knees before him.

Sab put his hands to the window and looked down at me.

My hands pulled at the front of his jeans.

I looked forward and watched his beautiful, rock star cock jump free.

He was thick and hard, which only served to turn me on.

I let out an ooohhh sound as his cock was an inch from my mouth.

With my right hand, I gripped onto the bottom of his full shaft and slid my hand all the way up to his full tip. I curled my hand tight around him and then eased back down to his sturdy root and held there tight.

My mind told me there was no logical way that was fitting into my mouth.

The whiskey and my heart said otherwise.

I gently kissed the tip of Sab’s cock.

My lips flirted with him, waiting for that first droplet to coat my lips.

When it did, I groaned.

He was hard because of me.

And I wanted more of him… with my mouth…

My eyes moved up and he was still staring down at me.

I slowly shut my eyes and opened my mouth, ready for him.

My lips eased over the ridged tip of his cock and I quickly pulled back.

That tender skin felt good rubbing against my lips.

Sab let out a growling hiss and slapped the window.

“Fuck, babe,” he said. “You’re going to turn me into a fucking minuteman here…”

I pulled my mouth away and looked up at him. “You’re down to about fifty seconds. Ready?”

“Don’t fucking tempt me,” Sab said.

I opened my mouth again and took more of him into my mouth.

He filled me in a second, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me.

My right hand began to stroke his root as I took more than I knew I could into my mouth. When I hit my real limit, I slowly inched back, groaning.

“Rock stars don’t come from that slow stuff, Bree,” Sab said.

Chills ran through my body, head to toe. Between my legs, my panties were pulled against my body, soaked. My inner thighs trembled and begged for attention.

But that wouldn’t happen.

This was about making things even.

So this could never happen again.

I moved faster on Sab’s cock.

Groaning the entire time. Not to make him finish faster, but because it was so amazing. Everything I could have ever imagined it to be.

Sab gently ran his fingers through my hair to the back of my head. He then began to thrust at me, testing me, holding me in place to enjoy my mouth.

My tongue battled for even the smallest amount of space so I could caress and tease the bottom of his shaft, but there was no room.

My right hand moved faster than my mouth did.

He began to stiffen even more, which I didn’t think was possible.

I knew he was just moments away from giving me what I wanted.

This rock star was my snack…

Sab grunted and tightened his grip to my hair.

He then pulled himself away from my mouth.

“I’m not coming in your mouth, Bree,” he said. “Get on the bed.”

I looked up at him, melting into the floor.

“I used my fingers,” he said. “You used your mouth. That’s not getting even. That’s knowing what you fucking want and taking it. Now stand up.”

Sab moved his hand from my hair and took my hand to help me to my feet.

He grabbed my hips and walked me to the bed.

My eyes burned at his as I knew what was going to happen.

Yes, yes, yes… please, yes… you’re all I fucking want, Sab…

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SAB

As my hands climbed up her legs and I