Page 73 of Cozen

Sargon slipped down against the door until his back was flat against the seat, and Cozen hovered above him. He said nothing as his hands slid beneath the back of her skirt to grab tight to her ass.

“Keep your panties out of my fucking way, or I will rip them off,” he told her.

“Jesus.”

“No, try again.”

Cozen let out a shaky breath. “Just let me ride your face.”

“Say it right.”

He punctuated that with a slap to her ass. The sweet pink that flushed her skin was addictive. He loved making her blush.

“Fine …” Her hand fell between her thighs to move her panties aside, and keep them like that. Less work for him. “Sargon, let me ride your smug face.”

She didn’t technically ask, but it was just as good. His name in her mouth was something else—he wasn’t ever going to get tired of hearing it. He let his fingers dig into her soft skin roughly, and then yanked her down to meet his mouth.

He lapped at her cunt first, tunneling his tongue into her clenching pussy and taking in what sweet juices of hers had already slicked up her folds. He felt the way she grinded her hips against his mouth in an effort to get him to go higher, but he held firm to her ass, and kept her in place.

He would get there when he wanted to.

When he was ready to.

Not one second before.

Cozen’s teasing little whines turned in to breathless moans when he did finally move up to her clit. There, he held nothing back. His tongue flicked hard against the throbbing nub relentlessly. With the taste of her sex in his mouth, and the smell of her pussy soaking into his lungs with every breath he took—this was heaven.

He didn’t need or want to stop.

“Make me come,” he heard her say.

A mantra, really.

Mixed in with her please, and fuck, fuck, fuck.

This woman was unashamed. He looked up to find her staring back—the most beautiful sight, really. She was wild like this. Amazing like this.

Perfect like this.

Soon, her legs were clenching tightly around his head, and her inner thighs shook. He felt the way her muscles clenched all over her body, and her pupils blew wide as his name fell from her parted lips one more time.

“Sargon.”

He fucked her pussy with his mouth through the orgasm, and didn’t waste time to get what he wanted when she was finally done. Cozen lifted just enough to let him sit back up against the door, and then her hands worked at his groin to undo his belt and pants.

A soft, warm palm fished his cock from his pants.

Commando, as always.

It just made shit easier.

Her shaking thighs came around his waist, and she fit his hard cock between her legs. She came down on him hard. No hesitation, and no waiting. She was hot and wet all over, and fit him like a velvet glove.

Sucking him deep, filling her full, and making his lungs ache.

God.

It was good.