I wrap my lips around his cock again and bob my head up and down his long cock.
Rhett threads his hands through my hair and holds me down over his cock, pushing up with his hips. I feel every hungry vein on his cock rubbing against my tongue and the roof of my mouth.
I never knew it could feel this hot.
He’s relentless in his pursuit and doesn’t stop thrusting until he hits the back of my throat.
I choke and gag, but I keep swallowing his cock.
“Oh, Christ.” He slides back out. “Fuck, I’ve never been this hard in my life.”
I can’t believe I turn him on this much.
“That’s it, suck my big cock.”
A few more drops of his pre-cum coat my tongue.
It’s tangier and saltier than I ever imagined.
Realizing I might’ve forgotten all about his balls, I reach out for them, but Rhett tightens his hold on my hair preventing me from lowering my head.
I pull my lips off his cock again. “I wasn’t supposed to do that?”
“If you touch my balls––let alone squeeze them––I’m going to coat your mouth with my cum. That’s not part of the plan for tonight. I want to see my release painted all over your gorgeous tits, remember?”
“I forgot.”
He leans forward and kisses me.
The gesture surprises me.
“Oh.”
“What?”
“You must taste yourself on my tongue.”
“I do. Don’t you taste yourself against mine? I’m sure your pussy juices still linger in my mouth.”
I bring my hand to my lips in surprise. “Yes, I can.”
“It’s part of the naughty game, Carina.”
“I have so much to learn.”
“I’m a great teacher and a patient man.”
I can’t help my smile. “Noted.”
“I need you here.”
I scoot closer to him, scraping my knees against the wooden floor as I do.
He bends forward and slides his hand between my legs, scooping up my wetness.
I gasp.
I watch amazed as he coats his cock with my slickness, stroking it a few times.
