Page 12 of Truly You


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I lean forward, dropping my head down and trace the crease between his balls with my tongue.

I sit back on my heels, lick my lips—ready to take his girth in my mouth. His hot, smooth shaft pulses in my palm.

“Suck me,” he orders. “There’s something so delicious about fucking your mouth in this closet. A forbidden place with a naughty girl.”

“A stranger who’s going to swallow every last drop of your cum,” I assure him.

My grip around his cock tightens, and I open my mouth wider, sliding the thick length inside. I lick it, suck it, and pump with my mouth and hands.

“Fuck,” he groans.

“Touch yourself,” he orders. “Make us come at the same time.”

I do as he says and rub my clit while I move my mouth faster and faster, the crown of his cock hitting the back of my throat. His legs tremble, and we’re both close to the edge.

“You’re killing me.” The man’s voice shakes as I suck him harder.

I let go of his length and kiss his tip. He groans as I suckle his sac. He buries his hands in my hair, coaxing my head closer to him. I nibble, kiss, and suck the flesh around the base of his shaft. He grows harder. He’s a piece of marble and even looks like David.

Sculpted.

“Fuck, I need to be inside you,” he mutters, lifting me from the floor.

He snakes an arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest. Those intense brown eyes catch my soul, sucking it slowly.

“Please,” I beg him.

He takes my mouth. His lips are soft at first and then hard before he pushes his tongue into my mouth. Soon our tongues begin to twirl like two lovers trying to fuse into one. His kiss consumes me. His touch burns my skin in the most delicious way.

My hands slide down his back to his firm ass, and I pull him against me, rubbing myself against him, trying to find some release because the ache between my legs is killing me.

“I need you inside me, now,” I beg him.

My pulse races as he pushes me against the door.

“Arms up.” He lifts them above my head and strips me of my lace panties, pushing my skirt up. He kisses my neck and says, “They’re mine. My precious souvenir.”

He places them inside his pocket, grabbing a condom from his wallet. I watch him tear away the wrapper. I take the rubber from him, sheathing his length with the latex, entirely overtaken by desire.

He pushes two fingers inside me, smiling as they slip into my wet core. “You’re ready,” he says, pushing my feet apart, lifting me by the waist, and thrusting his thick cock inside me.

He stills, our eyes meeting for a long moment. I wrap my legs around him.

As he thrusts himself inside me and his eyes bore into mine, my entire soul is quivering. I want him to continue, though the feelings inside my chest are beginning to crack my walls. This is too much to take, and yet, he gives me a heart-stopping kiss while he moves faster and harder.

I wrap my arms around his neck, meeting his hips, seeking more of whatever it is he’s giving me today. He pushes his arms underneath me, holding me close to his body. His body is pressed so hard against me that I can feel every one of his muscles. I can feel his heart beating as fast as mine.

Nothing we do feels like enough. I want him deeper inside me, even though I’m not sure he can be. I’m climbing the tallest peak of pleasure I’ve ever reached in my life. I cling to him tightly as I’m about to explode. I don’t want to be alone when I fall from this high.

He rocks into me deeper, harder, faster. As if he knows I’m about to come undone, or maybe he’s just about to reach his peak too.

We both groan and shake, both of us chasing that high of going deeper—together.

He kisses me fiercely.

We’re locked together.

Building a fire.

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