“Maybe you need a longer one?” he suggested.
She groaned and fucked herself with the toy. Arching her back, she rubbed her clit with her other hand. Her hips rocked. The orgasm was easy, but she had to feel her body open to give Tucker what he wanted. The urge to please him turned her on more.
Looking at Tucker, she saw the lust and something more in his eyes. His cock was hard, yet he stood there clothed and serious. Was he really a Dom? He might be too much for her. Add in Landon and Dane…
The idea made her hips lurch. Her body moved faster than ever to the goal. It was messy, but once she’d found out she could do it, it was a rush unlike any other. This time she didn’t need a made-up fantasy of a man making her or standing over her, waiting to punish her if she failed or if she made too much of a mess. Now, it was real.
“Oh God!” Her hips pressed into the bed as her body opened, squeezing out the juices as she shuddered. It was out of her control now, and she pulled the toy from her pussy. Her muscles tightened again and there was more. Tucker did this to her, and she looked at him as she gasped for air.
He had a slight smile on his face, and her cunt twinged again, but there was nothing left.
When he leaned in and kissed her thighs, she trembled. Then his lips brushed her slit. He tasted her cum and inspected the wet spot.
“You must go through a lot of sheets.”
She smiled. “If it was just for me, I’d put a towel down or two. Did you like it?”
He stood up, and for a second, she worried he’d found fault with her. Not enough screaming and noises? More begging him to join her? Angie didn’t play games well. She just threw herself into her needs. Now, she might have a man to please.
“Not bad. You enjoyed it.” He unzipped his fly and eased out his hard cock.
Without asking, she scooted toward him, right into the wet spot, but she didn’t care. He unbuttoned his fly and pushed the denim aside before sliding his hand in her hair. “Too tired?”
She grinned at him and leaned forward; her feet hung over the edge as she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his cock. Toys were good, but the real thing was something she hadn’t had enough of in life. Pushing thirty and another round as a bridesmaid didn’t depress her.
The problem was she needed a man who wanted her and wasn’t afraid of her dad being the rich mayor of Lucky Springs. She couldn’t change her family or her need for approval. Her secret hope had been for a strong man who’d understand her. Tucker was that man, and she’d never really seen it. Ang pressed to him.
Giving his firm ass a squeeze, she ran her fingers over his muscled lower back and hips before stroking his long cock. He wasn’t made of glass, but he’d trigger some serious orgasms.
Sucking the head, she focused on him. Pleasing her Master—learning his taste and what he liked was all that mattered in that moment.
She sucked his balls and took her time. The male form turned her on, and Tucker was perfect. Part of her worried what happened next. For all her reading, she’d never submitted to someone. How did he do this with Landon and Dane sharing a house with him? As she licked up his shaft, she knew the gay guys would love to share Tucker, but were things that kinky over there? She was eager to find out everything.
“You want to suck all day or you want to come home with me and see how much fun submission can be?” His hand fisted in her hair.
She moaned at the feel. He had the power, and she wanted him to use it. Kissing his hips, she pressed her breasts to his cock and rubbed until he thrust against them. He must really enjoy her curves. If only she could diet to a flatter stomach and not lose any cleavage.
“You don’t want to suck me off?” he asked.
“I do. This is crazy, Tucker. I want to try it all with you.” She looked up at him and stopped worrying about what he thought or wanted. She sucked his cock and let herself fully enjoy the experiment.
His hands tightened in her hair and guided her pacing. He never gagged her. Even when she tried to take more, he pulled her hair until she backed off. The slight ache in her scalp sent a shiver down her back. He knew exactly what he was doing. It was Tucker, and she trusted that he’d never hurt her. No doubt he could make her a sex slave.
Ang wanted to taste him. She sucked the tip of his cock, flicking it with her tongue until Tucker groaned. His hips rocked slightly, lifting just into her mouth. Her hands worked the rest of his shaft faster and faster until he released her hair and came in her mouth.
Smiling, she licked and sucked up the cream shamelessly. A blowjob had never felt so natural and perfect. Before she’d been awkward trying to figure out what her partner wanted. She licked Tucker’s cock clean and kissed his sac. “That was amazing.”