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My brows raise at the sound, but then his clipped words, like he's barely restraining himself makes my brows drop as I lick my lips.
“Take me in your mouth right now, Keri.”
I lean forward again, closing my lips around the tip. He groans as I lower my mouth on him, his smooth skin sliding over my tongue. God, he tastes so good. I barely hold back from moaning around him as he hits the back of my throat. There's so much more of him that I know isn't going to fit, but he arches up into my mouth anyway. I take it, making sure I don't panic when he goes so deep it feels like I can't breathe.
“Your mouth feels so good,” he groans out.
I lick up the underside of his cock at his words, laying my hands to his thighs and feeling the muscles jump when I bring my head back up. I bob on him, alternating between rising and falling fast, hollowing my cheeks to suck on him harder, and going slow, moving my tongue from side to side, circling it around the top when I raise my head enough. Then his hand goes to my hair while he arches into my mouth, setting the pace he wants. He shoves me down until his cock is cutting off my air again but brings my head back up. Just as fast, he pushes it down again and keeps it there, giving shallow thrusts into my mouth, grunts leaving his mouth.
“Swallow me, my Keri,” he tells me.
I do. Without hesitation, without thought, I do as he says. It should concern me how much I want to obey him, but the taste of his precum flooding my mouth fills my thoughts instead. I moan around his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. He pushes me down again and I swallow without him needing to tell me to. What starts as a groan from him turns into a growl as he yanks on my hair to pull me back, making his cock leave my mouth. His mouth is there before I can even truly mourn the loss.
His lips are hard on mine, leaving me no option but to open for him when his tongue begins to slide between my lips. Our tongues circle each other's as his hand lets go of my hair and then both of them are trailing down my back, making me arch and shiver. My hand goes between us, wrapping around his wet cock, stroking up and down. He arches into my hand, groaning into my mouth while his hands go to my hips, gripping so tightly, I know it will leave bruises. I hope they do. I try to crawl into his lap, desperate to have him inside of me, but he uses his grip on my hips to still me while he rips his mouth away from me.
“On your knees,” he demands.
I grip his cock harder. “Say please.”
One of his hands quickly finds my chin. “Please, get on your knees…” His lips brush against mine. “So, I can fill you with my cock and give you all the pleasure you've been denying yourself for days.”
I'm sure he can feel the shuddering breath that leaves me on his lips. Then, I hurry to get to my knees on the bed, my hands to the sheets, straightened arms supporting my upper half. Linc's hand finds my lower back, pushing down until I have to follow its motion.
“Your knees.” His deep voice rumbles through me. “I didn't say anything about your hands. I want your ass in the air.” I feel his lips come to my spine, his cock at my opening. “So, I can do whatever I like with it.”
My eyes widen at his words, but then they're closing with the feeling of him entering me. It's been too long, and my body has to adjust to him all over again or try to anyway. Unlike the first time we were together, he doesn't wait this time. He draws back and drives into me again and again, his groin slamming against my ass. I ball the sheets in my hands as my body tries to jolt away from his vicious fucking, but his hands keep me right there to take each thrust, one on my hip and the other clutching the back of my neck, pinning me in place. As if there's anywhere else I'd rather be. Especially when I can already feel an oncoming orgasm.
I circle my hips, taking him deeper, meeting his strokes. Each and every one is pushing me closer and closer to the edge, promising to shove me over, vowing to give me the bliss I've been craving for days. The bed just barely muffles my moans and gasps. I hope they make it too hard for him to hear me sighing his name. It doesn't.
“Say my name again,” he pants.
“Make me.”
“Keri,” he growls out, warning me.
“I'll say it when you make me come.Ifyou make me come.”
He stops fucking me, and I whimper, trying to move forward so I can come back down on his cock, but he holds me still.
“If…I make you come? Is that even a question anymore?”
“Please,” I plead, hating the desperation in my voice.
The tension inside me is building, getting so tight and unbearable that I feel I might cry at any second. He can't do this to me. He begins moving again and a relieved sigh leaves me, but the relief is fleeting, because he only gives me slow strokes. Not fast enough, not deep enough, to get me where I need to be. But deep enough that his cock is igniting my every nerve as he slides into me each time. Enough speed that I'm matching his pace again, arching my back when he strokes into me.
“Say you know, Keri.” He slides all of himself into me and a long moan spills from my lips. “Say you know I'll make you come on my cock, and I'll fuck you like you need.”
“Oh God, please,” I groan, frustrated, full of desire, and needing it to turn into an all-consuming lust.
“Those aren't the words I asked for.” He slams into me again but slides out of me just as quickly.
I can only stand him doing this a few more times before I break down.
“I know!” I damn near shout. “I know you'll make me come, so please, please, Linc, fuck me!”
I feel him lean over me, and then his lips are on my spine. A vicious shiver races through me.
“Was that so hard?”
