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“Fuck. You suck cock like a pornstar.” He pulls again and the prickle in my scalp sends a spark to my sex.
“Stop talking and fucking come already.”
“Watch your mouth, Michaels.” He pulls my hair again.
“The mouth wrapped around your dick right now? You should watch yours unless you want to feel my teeth, Maddox.” I grit out and his cock twitches in response. “Oh really?”
“Your sassy ass mouth turns me on, Lauren. Stop talking and suck.” He thrusts again, pushing himself further into my mouth. He hits the back of my throat and I choke slightly. “Fuck, that feels good.”Yeah, I’ll bet.
I slowly move back down his dick, my hands finding his balls, massaging them gently and tugging slightly every few seconds. I press my finger to his perineum and he gasps and sputters in response. “Holy fucking shit. I’m going to come. Tell me you swallow.”
I meet his gaze and he mouthsthank you Godwhen he sees the look I’m giving him, and then he comes long and hard down my throat. He comes so much, my mouth fills with the liquid faster than I can get it down my throat causing my cheeks to puff out and he smiles in response. “Swallow.”
I do as he says, sucking it down slowly so I don’t choke. Once I’m finished, he pulls me to my feet and presses his lips to mine. His tongue invades my mouth and he groans—assumedly at tasting himself—and I’m briefly turned on at this man’s level of masculinity. Drew hated kissing me after I’d gone down on him and I always found that kind of strange that he’d be willing to kill the moment over something so minor.
His hands cup my cheeks as he continues to make love to my mouth, rubbing his tongue languidly against mine. “Come home with me,” he whispers against my mouth. It’s not a question, but a command, almost a plea.
I nod without a second thought.
3
Lauren
The ride home is quite frankly not my finest moment, and I’m grateful that Vince called the Uber because we definitely tanked his rating. The second we climb into the backseat I’m in his lap grinding against him like a stripper at a bachelor party and we don’t come up for air until the driver slams on his brakes and not so politely tells us to “get the fuck out.”
The second we are out of the Uber a giggle leaves my lips. “He didn’t like us too much.”
“I’ll live.” He pulls me, not only into his arms but over his shoulder. I squeal in response and he slaps my ass before groping it hard. “Jesus Christ, your ass Lauren.” His hands move down my legs to my ankles and he squeezes. “I’m going to fuck you with these sexy heels on.” I smile, thinking about how these particular shoes make me feel. They’re nude Valentino rock stud heels; I’d bought them with my first big girl paycheck and they always make me feel like a badass woman that can take on anything. It doesn’t hurt that they make my legs look a mile long either.
He gets us through the entrance to his building and I look around my surroundings as he walks. The lobby is spacious and smells of lavender. Gray suede couches are scattered throughout and there’s a large television mounted on the wall. A fireplace crackles in the corner that gets quieter as we move towards the elevators.
“Let me down!” I squeal and he does the second the elevators close and we begin to ascend to what appears to be the top floor.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he tells me as he presses his lips to mine again. “I can’t wait to spank this pretty little ass of yours and then eat it.” He grabs my ass for good measure and I gasp in response.
“What’s this obsession you have with my ass?”
“I’m an ass man and yours is phenomenal.”
The elevator dings and then we are moving towards his door. Within moments we are inside his apartment and the door has barely closed before he’s on his knees in front of me.
“I need a taste and I can’t wait another second.” He yanks my pencil skirt up around my waist and groans when he sees what’s underneath. I mentally praise myself for choosing to wear thigh highs today, specifically ones attached to a garter belt. “Holy fucking shit.” He unclips it from my stockings and removes it letting it fall to the floor. At this point, my white satin panties are beyond soaked and I’m dying for any type of relief. He slides them down slowly and I step out of them, careful not to let my heels snag them. For a second, no one says anything and I watch as Vince stares at my cunt like he’s never seen one before.
“What’s wrong? Why are you just…looking at me?”
He licks his lips before looking up at me, his blue eyes dark and sinful. “I’m trying to figure out how one night with you will ever be enough,” he tells me in what I think to be a rare moment of drunk vulnerability. He spreads my sex exposing my throbbing clit to his mouth and just when I think he’s going to press his tongue to where I need it most he blows gently.
“Fuck, Vince!” I scream and he groans in response to my outburst.His tongue is rough and yet it feels like silk as he rubs it back and forth across my clit.He grabs my right leg and slides it over his shoulder, opening me up to him. The cool air hits my sex and I clench at the raw sexiness of the situation.
Vincent Maddox on his knees.
In front of me.
Eating my pussy.
“Fuck.” I groan the second he attaches his mouth to my swollen clit. “Oh my God.” My hand moves through his silky dark blonde hair as he works me over. Sliding his tongue inside of me before moving back upwards to suck on my clit. He rolls his tongue around it before pulling it between his teeth and just as my knees begin to buckle, he nibbles gently.
Fuck. How does he know I love that?
