The Seduction(22)

I catch my breath. “A guy I dated in college,” I admit. I usually don’t like going down on guys. It’s always messy and gross, the smell, the taste of it. But Vaughn is different. God, just the sight of him makes me wet and aching. “But he wasn’t...”

“Wasn’t what?” Vaughn keeps stroking himself, almost absently. His cock jerks in his hand, straining. Huge and ready.

“Wasn’t anything like you,” I whisper.

“Nobody is.” Vaughn strolls closer. “You want to taste me,” he says in a low voice. His eyes fix on me, and I can’t look away.

I nod, my breath catching in my throat.

“You want me to fuck your wet, empty mouth,” Vaughn says softly.

I moan.

“You want to suck me down until you can’t take anymore. You want to lick my balls, and choke as my cum drips down your chin.”

“Yes.” I tremble, amazed at how his words possess me. I’m consumed with lust, dizzy and gasping. I’m empty, and I need him to fill me, now.

“Louder.” Vaughn orders, looming over me.

“Yes!” I cry. “Please!”

“Please what?” Vaughn taunts me.

“Please!” I cry, desperate. I don’t care that I’m begging, I don’t care about anything at all except the rush of lust consuming me, the aching need clawing me from within. “Let me suck you! I need you, Vaughn, please!”

Victory flashes on his face. “Very well,” he drawls, “You may suck my dick.”





FOURTEEN

VAUGHN

She takes a deep breath like she’s preparing herself, but I don’t wait. I close the distance between us, grabbing the back of her head and thrusting my cock into deep her open mouth.

Like that, baby. Just the way you begged.

Keely moans, closing her lips around me and sucking deep. She can barely fit my head in her mouth, I’m too big, but she swirls her tongue around me, eager for a taste. Damn, if I’ll deny her now. I rock my hips back and thrust in again, deeper this time, all the way to the back of her throat.

She takes me all the way in. I bury my hands in her hair, pulling it free from its neat pinned style and using it to yank her face down again, controlling the tempo, fucking that perfect mouth over and over until she’s moaning into my dick, her whole body rising and falling with every stroke, her hands still clutched behind her back.

I watch the slide of bright red lipstick smear up and down my shaft, my brain fading as tension coils tighter in my balls and the world shrinks to just her lips and tongue and those whimpers of pleasure she sounds in the back of her throat.

Fuck, she’s good. I never imagined it could feel like this.

Keely lifts her head, breaking pace, and now she’s licking along the length of me, swirling her tongue, closing her lips in a tight vice to play with the ridge around my head. She ducks lower, licking my balls, and then fuck, she takes one of the sacs between her lips and sucks the whole damn thing into her mouth.

I groan as the sensation crashes through me. Goddamn, this girl is a miracle. “Fuck, baby. Yeah. Suck me.”

Keely answers with a whimper, her tongue straying further to lick along my taint until I’m shuddering and close to the edge. Still, she teases me, lapping me like a fucking ice-cream, her tongue dancing over my shaft and head, too fucking soft.

“Enough!” I growl, grabbing her hair again and forcing her mouth back down the length of me. “No more fucking around. Take it all!”

Keely moans, angling her head to take me deeper, all the way down her throat. Fuck. The pressure is incredible. Now I’m close to losing it, blood pounding in my ears and straining in my cock.

I thrust deep into her throat, lost in the wetness, the hot slide of her mouth. Over and over, she take me, sucking me down a little deeper every time, until the whole massive, throbbing length of me is buried between those juicy red lips and I can feel the ridges of her throat rubbing against my head with every thrust.

“Oh fuck,” I groan, tortured. I pump harder, cresting, so fucking close to the edge.

Keely lifts her eyes to me, wild and bright with lust. Her face is flushed, she’s sobbing in eager moans with every bob of her head, gorging on me, desperate for more. Fuck, she’s close to losing it too. I can see it in her face, the urgency, the ecstasy. She wants it, wants everything I have, begging me with her eyes, and something about her feverish need pushes me over the fucking edge and I come with a savage cry.

“Fuck!” I roar, spurting down her throat in a hot gush as the pleasure crashes through me like a goddamn tidal wave and I lose my fucking mind.





FIFTEEN

KEELY

I drink him down hungrily, milking every last shudder as his orgasm fades away. I’m on my knees, but I’ve never felt so powerful -- never lost myself in giving pleasure like this before, the whole world fading until there’s nothing but my mouth and his gorgeous cock and the ache in my body, dear Lord, so sharp and unsatisfied.