Page 22 of Between Periods


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TYLER

I release Gracie’s hair,and she sputters off my dick with a greedy inhale.

Her lips are swollen, and spit drips from the corners of her mouth, but fuck, she’s gorgeous. I scrape my nails against her scalp and groan at the needy sound that escapes her before she’s being silenced with my cock again.

“Who the fuck taught you to suck dick, Gracie,” I rumble when she swirls her tongue around the tip and over the slit that I know is leaking precum like a motherfucker.

She hums, watching me coyly beneath her lashes. The vibrations act like shocks of electricity in my veins. I use the hair wrapped around my fist to pull her back, a new possessiveness clouding my judgment.

“Who?” I ask tightly.

She smiles. “Why? Don’t tell me you want to thank him.”

“It was that fucker Jim, wasn’t it?”

“Jacob,” she corrects me with a giggle. Her fist tightens around my length and pumps at a slow, teasing pace. “And what if it was? Why does it matter who taught me what I know?”

Why? Maybe because the thought of her with anyone else’s dick in her mouth has my insides churning in a bitter rage, and that is fucked up on so many levels. “I want to give them props,” I lie.

She rolls her eyes. “Right. Well, I’ll make sure to let Jacob know you approve of his lessons, then.”

I scowl and release her hair. She blinks at me curiously. “Move up and sit on my face, then put my dick in your mouth again before the thought of that dweeb makes me soft.”

“Oh,” she breathes, nodding.

“The only O I want to hear is the one that will come after I have my tongue in your pussy, Gracie.”

Her pupils dilate before she’s moving to give me space to lie back on the bed and then crawling up my body. I grip her thighs when they move to bracket my head and tilt my chin to flick her pussy with my tongue. “Sit,” I order.

“Shit,” she hisses when I pull her down and cover her slit with my mouth. Her taste explodes on my tongue, and my cock twitches.

“Put my cock in your mouth, baby,” I mumble against her.

She’s leaking like a fucking faucet, and I can’t get enough. Swirling my tongue around her opening, I dig my fingers into the hard muscles of her thighs and pull her even further back.

“Tyler,” she gasps, grabbing me in her hand and hovering her mouth over the head. “Can you still breathe?”

My laugh hits her clit, and she jolts. “Let me suffocate, sweetheart. I want to meet the devil with the taste of your pussy on my tongue.”

The words have barely escaped when she swallows my cock, taking it deeper and deeper until it hits the back of her throat. My thighs clench as I keep myself from moving and pushing her to take it even further.

I find her clit with my tongue and suck it into my mouth before softly nipping at it. Soothing the sting, I lap at her and moan at the feel of her silky-smooth skin.

“Jesus fuck,” I curse when she swallows around me. The telltale sensation of an orgasm has me moving. Before she has the chance to do anything but squeal in surprise, I have her on her stomach on the bed, legs spread wide for me. “Lift your hips.”

She flips her hair over her shoulder and looks back at me, doing exactly as I ordered.

I sit on my knees behind her and cup her ass in both hands, testing the weight of it in my palms. She pushes back into my grip, mischief in her eyes.

“Well? Do I pass inspection?”

“With flying colours.”

She hums and snakes a hand beneath her body, slipping it between her legs and spreading herself open for me. “I think you missed a spot.”

I can’t stop my eyes from widening in surprise at her boldness. Every time I think she can’t surprise me more, she goes and damn well does.

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