I, Porn Star(107)

I’m about a minute, tops, from coming. “Mouth, baby. I want your mouth.”

Her soft lips close around my thick head, and my hips buck in wild response. Once I’m wet with her saliva, she attempts to take more of me. She works me in like a champ, her tongue circling and flicking like little flames of torture. In moments, she takes me to another plane.

Fuck, she’s perfect.

As sensation reels through me, I crack open a strange new door, and I contemplate what my life would’ve been like had I not been set on this path. Would I have found happiness with a woman like Elyse ‘Lucky’ Gilbert? Filled her cute little womb with my babies and let her shower them in love? She’s capable of it. Tonight I witnessed her compassion for Quinn. Watched her soft eyes drench with sympathy for his insanity.

The picture grows. Its vividness threatens the obsidian foundations of my destiny. Enough to trigger a thick vein of desperation, which in turn triggers anger.

I buck harder into her mouth. She gags and tries to raise her head. I plunge my fingers into her hair and hold her still. “Take it!”

I tense in anticipation of her refusal. Instead, she takes a deep, noisy breath through her nose. Then opens her throat.

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Fire shoots through my balls, and I explode down her gorgeous throat. I come like a torrent, my curses ripping through the room as I buck like a fucking demented thoroughbred.

She swallows every single drop, a sultry little smile of triumph teasing her lips.

I don’t have the energy to call her on it. Instead, I bask in it as she gently massages my balls. I take five to catch my breath, then pat my thighs. “Come here, baby.”

Lucky rises and climbs onto my lap. I’m still erect, and my cock rests between her pussy lips when she spreads her legs on either side of me. Her hips circle in cute little jerks as she fights the need to plunge down and fill her snug cunt with my cock.

“Stay,” I warn.

She whimpers, but her hands rise to rest on my shoulders. Her fingers play with the hair on my nape as I take turns licking and sucking her beautiful nipples. Her wetness soaks the head of my cock, but she doesn’t go beyond teasing herself with my tip.#p#分页标题#e#

“My little firecracker, you’re so good,” I murmur against her skin. “Do you want to be rewarded for being my excellent little slave?”

“I’m not your…” She stops. I look up to catch her biting her lip. “Yes,” she blurts.

I laugh. Another titanium string anchoring me to my blackness snaps free. My laughter strangles.

What the fuck is going on?

“Stand up. Turn ninety degrees to your left and walk forward in a straight line. Slowly.”

She tenses at my hard tone, but she does as she’s told. I get off the sofa and kick off my pants. My dick is rock hard again. The sight of her, black stockings caressing her legs, swaying sinuously on those heels, turns me harder still.

I prowl after her. “Hands out in front of you now.”

She reaches out, touches the cool glass wall. I stop behind her. She’s so fucking small. I want to protect and possess. I want to absorb her into me and make her fly at the same time.

I shut off my increasingly disturbing thoughts and plant my hands on either side of hers. Our bodies are so close I feel the soft heat vibrating off her. I want to bask in it so bad, my vision blurs. “You know where you are?”

She shakes her head. Her hair is styled up. I lean forward and bite lightly at her nape.

“You’re in front of a glass wall. The light is dimmed, but the glass is still see through. We’re on the thirtieth floor, but anyone who’s really looking can see you. What do you think about that, firecracker?” I whisper in her ear.

Her throat moves. “I…I don’t care.”

My cock jumps, slapping her lightly on the ass. “Why don’t you care?”

“Because I just want you to fuck me,” she replies shakily.

“So you don’t mind who sees me cramming that tight little pussy?”

She moans, a soft and needy sound that makes my cock slap her again. “Your body. Your pussy. However you want it.”

A red haze blankets me. “Jesus. Where the fuck did you come from?” The raw question burns my throat. Another million alien sensations lance me as I place my hands over hers.

I don’t even need to tell her to part her legs, pout her sexy rump toward me. I bend my knees long enough for my cock to find her entrance. An upward thrust sends her to her toes. Her scream is fucking ambrosia. She turns her head and places her cheek against the glass. And I fuck her long and hard and deep until she comes and collapses into my arms.