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Jaron hummed, shaking his head between my legs.
I whimpered, grabbing onto the edge of the bench for support as I rode his face. His tongue was inside me, licking at the walls of my very soul. I could feel him everywhere but at the same time, it wasn’t where I wanted him most.
Jaron released me with a wet smack and kissed both of my inner thighs before dropping me even harder on his tongue.
I moaned, undulating against him, trying to get the orgasm I was desperate for. That release I craved before I could do anything else. I couldn’t focus on anything except getting him back inside me but right now, I wanted his mouth to make me come.
Please make me come.
He grunted, sucked my clit between his teeth, and bit down.
A gasp escaped me, my eyes widening at the delicious pain rushing through the tiny little bundle of nerves.
He did it again.
Bite. Suck. Repeat.
“God,” I whined, rubbing myself over his mouth.
Faster and faster, I moved. The orgasm was so damn close, I could taste it.
My skin tingled. My muscles tensed. My bones vibrated.
So close but so far.
Jaron sunk his teeth into my clit one last time, a surge of wetness leaving my body at the delicious agony throbbing through me.
I cried out, his name leaving my lips on a hard scream as the release suddenly slammed into me.
He wrapped his arms around my thighs, holding me tight against his mouth as he swallowed my orgasm.
“God, I can’t…” I shook against him. “Please.”
Before I could come down from the high, Jaron pushed me off of him. I was drunk with the need for more. For him to fill me with every inch of him.
He straddled the bench behind me, grabbing hold of my waist and pulling my legs out from under me.
I landed on the seat of the bench with an oomph.
Jaron pulled his cock out of his pants. He towered over me, fisting my hair and thrusting into me in a rough move.
I screamed, another release slamming into me at the unexpected invasion.
He grunted his approval, pounding into me with a fervor I would always crave from him. Lowering his mouth to my cheek, he licked the corner of my mouth.
Taking a deep breath, I could smell the scent of my desire on his lips.
My body clenched down and around him, taking him even deeper. “Jaron, please.”
“What do you want?” he murmured in my ear. “Want rougher, baby?”
I squeezed my eyes shut. I shouldn’t want it this way.
“No.” He grabbed hold of my braid, pulling me to all fours. “Look in the mirror, Piper.”
I did as I was told, glancing at our reflection in the mirror staring back at us. I had forgotten that Cyrus had put up the mirrored wall like a real gym.
“I like that you’re wearing my shirt.” Jaron ran his hand up my back, pushing the fabric to my shoulders. “I really fucking like it.”
