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I slide my tongue out, gently licking his balls, and he chokes out a breath, his knees buckling slightly. Since I don’t have a gag reflex, I can keep this up for as long as it takes.
I pull back, and Blake tightens the hold on the back of my head, guiding me back to his cock. “Holy fuck! The things I want to do to you. Now suck my cock clean, Cupcake.”
I part my lips, and he thrusts his length down my throat, only to pull back just enough to allow me to comfortably swallow before sliding back in. When he’s fully seated this time, he holds my head firmly in place. He releases a slur of cusses under his breath, and it spurs me on. I grab his ass with both hands, ignoring the bite of the brick patio on my knees, and press him to my face until I can’t breathe.
“Enough! As much as I want to come down your tight throat, I need to be inside you.”Blake pulls me off his cock, saliva trailing between us. He smears it over my mouth before using it to stroke his cock.
With his other hand, he pulls me up, and I stumble from the abrupt movement.
Suddenly, I’m bent over the table, my head still spinning. “This is going to be quick, Cupcake. I can’t wait another sec—”
“Then stop talking and fuck me,” I interrupt him, urging my ass toward him further.
With a deep growl, his hand slides into my hair, gripping tight, and he pulls my head back, exposing my neck. Blake leans down, his hot breath against my skin. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the first moment I saw you, Zoey Zavorelli. Now…you. Are. Mine!”
Blake’s fingers grip tightly into my hip, and without warning, he suddenly slams into me, his thick cock filling me completely. I gasp, the sudden fullness a shock but completely welcome. I moan with the intense feeling of him inside me as the stack of gifts on the table shake. I grab the linen, thinking I can stop them from toppling over. Or maybe it’s more that I need to hold on because this is shaking me to my very core.
“Goddamn, baby. You’re so fucking tight and dripping wet for me. I plan on taking my time with you later, but right now, this is going to be quick and dirty. You feel too good. I’ve wanted this for so damn long.”
“Don’t hold back,” I whimper out the words.
“Oh, baby, that was never an option.” He grabs my hips in a bruising grip and slams into me, the force once again causing the gifts to jostle.
Blake grinds against me, his cock so deep inside me, I cry out in pleasure. “Shh… you have to keep quiet. Bite the damn cloth if you have to,” he grits out like he’s holding back.
“Fuck, Blake…” My words fall off as they become a muffled moan, and I bite the tablecloth like he suggested.
He thrusts in and out, the pressure of the table against my lower stomach adding to the pleasure. “Your cunt is squeezing me so tight. Fuck! I’m…” Thrust. “Not…” Thrust. “Going…” Thrust. “To…” Thrust. “Last,” he warns, each word stressed every time he slams into me.
Blake leans over, using his thumb to circle my clit, then slides it through my folds. My thighs start to shake as the ache builds, and I can’t hold back my whimpers. “That’s it. Come for me,” he demands, then removes his hand.
I mourn the loss of his touch, but before I can complain, he slides his thumb behind me, pressing on my opening at the back. My eyes widen as I gasp, but he pushes inside at the same time as he thrusts inside me with his cock, and it sends a wave of pleasure surging through me, so intense that I surge forward while my entire body shakes. The heat takes over, making it harder for me to breathe, and I flop onto the table, pushing all the presents over, and one by one, they collapse onto the pavers below. I hear the shattering of something breaking, but I honestly don’t give a shit as I relax onto the linen in a sex-induced haze. “Fuck!” I whisper into my fist.
As Blake groans, his body jerks, and I glance over my shoulder just in time to see his face as he unloads inside me. It’s the sexiest thing I have ever seen—the strain on his face, the thin sheen of sweat, and the mumbled cuss words and groans as I slowly squeeze my pussy to help ease him along.
“Jesus, Zoey!” With a final thrust, Blake pulls out, and our attention is immediately caught on the wedding cake, which is now teetering on the edge of the table. I glance at Blake, and he back to me. Neither of us moves to try and stop it.
Well fuck!
It’s like watching a train wreck.
The whole cake falls to the ground in a smashed heap, the once intricate flowers now a mush of wrecked detail.
The clang on Blake’s belt snaps me out of it, and when I go to get up, a sharp thwack meets my ass cheek. My breath hitches, the sting immediately soothed by his hand, gently rubbing it away.
“Not yet, Cupcake. I just need another second. You’re fucking gorgeous like this. At my mercy and my cum dripping out of you.” His words send a shiver over me, and I look over my shoulder at him.
“That so?” I ask coyly.
“Mm…” Blake slides two fingers back inside me, no doubt pushing his cum back in.Goddammit!The move is sexy as hell. Then he sucks those two fingers clean, and I can’t help but whimper.“We taste fucking delicious, Cupcake.” Hegroans with a wink, puts his cock back in his slacks, then helps me to stand, pulling down my dress.
Blake smooths my hair down, trying to help me look semi-presentable as we hear the sounds of clicking high heels echo from the Tea Room. We both snap our heads around to see Barbara walk out, a loud gasp escaping her mouth as she presses her hand to her chest in shock, looking at the devastation we have caused to her son’s wedding cake and presents.
“Oh, Zoey, I knew you were having a rough night, and I knew you were going to cause some kind of incident, but I never thought you would actively try to ruin Kyle’s day like this. You are the most self-centered, selfish woman I know. I expected far better of you. I am beyond disappointed.”
I really am sick of this bitch.
I step over to the cake, bend down, swipe my finger through the frosting, and then put it in my mouth. “Honestly, Barbara, we did you a favor. That cake is dry as hell and way too sweet.”
