Page 76 of Scarred

Her hungry eyes take me in as she scrambles off the table before dropping to her knees in front of me.

Fuck Me.

I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about this exact moment in my head for days. I’ve jacked off to this fantasy image in my head more times than I can count, trying to get her out of my system.

Nothing, though, comes close to the real thing as she licks her full lips and looks up at me. I may never be the same after this, and I don’t even know if I want to be.

When her tongue darts out and tastes my pre-cum it takes everything in me not to thrust into her mouth and roughly take her.

I want her to set the pace, though. This is what she texted me here for, and I want her to take what she needs.

“I’ve…I’ve only done this a couple of times,” she admits, her breath fanning my skin. “I’m worried I won’t be as good as some of the girls you’ve been with.”

“Luna, look at me,” I say, reaching down and lifting her chin to meet my gaze.

Her lips are still swollen from our kiss, and her wide, innocent eyes make my heart thud a little bit harder in my chest. “Trust me when I tell you, there’s nothing I won’t enjoy when it comes to you. If anything, you should be worried that I’m enjoying it too much,” I quietly admit the truth that’s been plaguing me.

“Why would I worry about that?” She half laughs.

“Because I’ll selfishly end up keeping you as my booty call when I know you deserve better.”

“I’m rather enjoying being your booty call at the moment. How about we worry about the rest later?” She murmurs, redirecting her attention to my dick.

I don’t have time to respond because her full lips wrap around me, and I’m deep inside her mouth on my next breath.

“Jesus,” I rasp, digging my fingers into her hair. My head dips back as I close my eyes, just savoring the feel of her lips on me.

She takes me deep, and I touch the back of her throat, and my grip tightens in her hair. It feels better than anything I ever could have imagined.

“Just like that, little moon,” I rasp, and her moan vibrates off my dick, causing a deep feral need to stir inside me.

My praise turned her on.

I watch her head bob over me, and her thighs press together.

She loved it rough earlier…

I test her out a bit and pull her hair slightly, guiding her a little bit more roughly onto me. Her fingernails dig into my ass as she brings me to the back of her throat again.

I groan from the pleasure tightening in my balls. I’ve never gotten this close to cumming so fast in my life.

Not ready to let her go just yet, I hold back my orgasm and focus on her pleasure, wanting her dripping for me by the time she is done.

“My cock was made to be inside of your naughty little mouth,” I growl. “Does it make you wet to feel how hard you make me?”

She quivers at my words as she whimpers against my dick.

“I’m going to take you rougher now,” I grunt. “I want you to tap my leg if you need me to stop.”

“Show me,” I say, when her head slightly moves, wanting to make sure she understands.

Two fingers tap my leg, and I smile.

“Good girl,” I praise again, earning a moan around my cock in return.

I guide her harder down my length, and I watch to make sure she’s adjusting to the rougher movements. Saliva runs down the side of her mouth and drips onto her thighs, coating my dick beautifully as it slides back out before disappearing again.

When her hand moves between her legs to touch herself, that’s all it takes for me to thrust to the back of her throat and release in a violent rush.