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I ignore his protest, kiss the palm of his hand, and then sliding it off of my face, I lower my mouth to his cock again, and sink down on it as far as I can, hollowing my cheeks, both my hands working in an up-and-down motion the considerable part of it I can’t fit past my lips and caressing the tightening, twitching, heavy sack of his balls.
“Holy Fuck, Carina!”
I can feel Derek’s fingers clutch at my shoulders as he bowls over me a little at the unexpected onslaught of sensations, a growl rasping from the depth of his manly, hairy chest.
I push his thighs farther apart and suck harder on the sticky, puffy head. More salty-sweet pre-cum starts to coat my tongue and slide down my throat.
From far away, I feel a memory of my life with Jonathan intruding, and I blink it away, not wanting it to taint this moment.
I never felt this powerful and in control of myself with him, but with Derek is different.
He might be just as much of a player, but he is not a bastard and a user.
I’m on my knees, but we’re equal in this.
“Oh, baby, please stop! This feels… this feels fucking magnificent, but you have to stop! I'm going to come if you don't!"
His words come out in a growling rush just as a fresh jet of pre-cum hits my taste buds, warmer and thicker than before.
I lick the head of his cock faster, tightening the grip of my lips on it while another groan of pleasure leaves his lips in a gust of air as Derek starts to chant my name.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I don’t think I can control myself much longer, baby!”
I stop sucking on his dick and look up at him, holding his gaze for several seconds, and then I go back to my passionate kiss, his flesh hardening and quivering in my mouth.
Derek’s breath hitches. “You don’t want me to control myself, do you?”
His voice gets several shades darker, his desire to give me just what I want permeating each word. He sounds so desperate and so fucking sexy I could spend eternity on my knees for him.
I shake my head and keep on jerking his rock-hard length up and down, my mouth sealed around the swollen crown.
I feel his fingers gently sift through my long hair to clear them from my face as I try to sink even further down his pulsing erection, and another grunt escapes his mouth.
He pushes a little against me, fucking the tip of his erection a little deeper in my mouth, but then he stops and caresses my cheek. "Fuck! I'm going to come, angel! I'm going to come so hard!”
I suck even more determinedly on his head, one of my hands stroking the rough skin of his balls in time with the movements of my tongue on the heated silk of his member, so soft in contrast with the steel hardening even more beneath its texture.
I hear a sharp intake of breath from him, and more of his delicious flavor spreads in my mouth.
“Damn it, Carina! I can’t take it anymore!” he pants, slicking my pussy even more, and then a deep roar-like grunt rents the air, and he finally lets go.
I feel his strong thighs going completely rigid and his balls drawing up in my palm as I keep on massaging them.
“Fuck, yes!” he hisses, pulling me closer to him, his hot seed spilling out of his tip and deep into my mouth in furious, rapid spurts.
I swallow as fast as I can, trying to keep all that he has to give in, but I still miss a bit of it, and I feel a small stream leak down the side of my mouth and on my chin.
I take my lips away from his still rock-hard erection and give the glossy head one more lick and a kiss.
"God, you're amazing, baby," Derek whispers in awe, his breath short and chopped. He stops the course of his cum down my chin with a finger, gathers it, and brings it back to my lips.
“Lick it off, sweetie, and when you're done, I'm going to make you come so hard and so many times in a row you'll forget about every other orgasm you've ever had."
I want to tell him that he hasn’t much to make me forget about since the first real orgasm I can recall ever experiencing while not on my own is the one he gave me Saturday while he fucked me against the wall in that secluded, beautiful garden, but I say nothing.
I close my mouth on the tip of his finger and suck his cum off of it, locking eyes with him and ripping a soft, aroused moan from him, and then I'm no longer on the wooden floor but up in his arms.
The hardness of his mighty cock digs up into my soft skin while my nipples scrape against the rough hair of his brawny chest. His lips pressoh-so-scorchinglyto my own until I can't tell where his mouth ends and mine starts, but I certainly don’t mourn the loss of that ability. Kissing Derek feelsfloatinglymagnificent.
