Page 109 of Breaking Hollywood

“Fuck yeah, keep doing that. Shit, yeah, that’s good.” I press my head back into the pillow.

She runs her fingernail over that sensitive part of skin right at the base of my cock at the same time as she takes my cock all the way in. I blow like a rocket, coming in her mouth.

And I keep coming.

And coming.

And she takes it all. Finishing me off with a kiss on the tip of my cock.

I lift my heavy arm over my eyes.

“You okay?” She giggles.

I move my arm. “Come here.”

She climbs on top of me, and I wrap my arms around her.

“That was astro-fucking-nomical.” I kiss her forehead.

She giggles. “I figured I owed you after last night, in the kitchen.”

“Babe, you didn’t owe me anything. I love making you come.”

Like! For fuck’s sake, Evans! You like making her come.

“I know. I just wanted to make you feel good.”

“Well, you definitely did that.”

“I bet I look like a clown right now.”

I tip her face up to me. She’s got red lipstick smeared around her mouth.

I kiss her. “You look gorgeous.”

“I look a mess.”

She goes to get up, but I stop her.

“Where are you going?”

“To wipe this lipstick off.”

“No, you’re not.”

She raises a brow. “I’m not?”

“Nope. You’re staying right here, and I’m going to kiss that lipstick off your face while my cock kisses your pussy.”

“Huh?”

“That was code for, I’m going to fuck you.”

“I got that. I’m just surprised you think you can go again. You literally just came, Gabe.”

I shake my head, disappointed. “You doubt me, Speedy? I’m a little insulted. We’ve been fucking for three weeks now, and you still haven’t figured out that I’m a machine in bed. Clearly, I’ve not been doing my job properly.”

“Oh, you’ve been doing your job just fine. It’s just impossible, Gabe. No one can get hard again that quick after just coming, let alone come again so soon. No matter how good they are in bed.”