Page 68 of Cohen's Control


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I swallow hard, my mind swerving betweenoh god I’m going to come soon if she keeps this upandplease tell me your needs and wants and for the love of anything holy, I hope I’m in there somewhere.

“What do you want, Scarlett?” I hope I can give it to her, whatever it is.

“The same things I wanted before it got really bad with Pete.” She looks over at where she squeezes and strokes me. “I want to finish school, and I want to code. And… I want to be a mother.”

She doesn’t look my way, but pulls the sheet down to expose my pink, eager dick. With her palm, she gives my full sac a gentle squeeze. “And I want to work at Crave, but I want that to come second to my first dream. I really want to finish school, Cohen.”

“You can have and do it all, I promise you. You want to stay at Crave but go part-time? I have no doubt Aug will understand.” I close my eyes to gather strength, but her hand works me expertly, and the warm glide of my own precum isn’t helping my resolve.

“I’ll help you re-enroll. Or start somewhere new in the city. And as for…” my words trail off as she twists her palm around my crown, that dangerous way she does, the way I’m learning is probably a trick of the trade. I fucking love it. But after four years of ignoring hard-ons and blowing in my sheets, the move is intense.

“Scarlett,” I reach for her, stopping her hand. “I’m…” I shake my head a little, but she grins at me, blue eyes glittering in the morning sun that fills the room.

“Going to come? I know. That’s the point.”

I knock her hand away, and silently ask God if he saw that, because come on. “I don’t ever want to come before you. Understand?” I sit up. “Let me give you an orgasm. Please, let me be the lucky man that feels you come on my mouth first thing in the morning.Please.”

“Can we come together?” she asks, filling her hands with her breasts, her lashes fluttering as she peers down at herself. Fuck she’s gorgeous. It doesn’t surprise me in the least bit that she’s the top performer. I’m sure she’s great in scenes—fuck me, she’s great in real life—but I think the number one draw is her sweet sensibility and delicate features. She looks like someone who would make you happy, and she looks like she’d feel like goddamn heaven.

And I’m the lucky fuck that knows she does.

“You come first,” I repeat, because the truth is, nothing gets me harder, fills my cup, and makes me sleep more soundly than giving to her. Providing for her. Caring for her.

Her hand wrapping my crown is a pretty close second. Though I can only assume the hand will be usurped very quickly once we have sex.

“Lay your head back, do as you’re told and I promise, I’ll come first,” she says, getting to her knees on the bed.

I trust her. I don’t make her repeat or explain her promises, I simply take her words and roll with them, lowering my head back down on the mattress.

“No pillows,” she orders, nodding to the row of stacked down feather pillows behind her. With a sweep of her arm she knocks them off the bed. She slinks over me like a predator, on her hands and knees, then drops an unusually raw and rough kiss on my lips before turning around and lowering her perfect pussy to my face.

“I’ll let you make me come first,” she announces, looking back at me over the smooth curve of her back. “But you better hurry, because my mouth is watering.”

She turns back, and drags the tip of her tongue along my slit, and I can’t help myself. I let out a loud, breathy moan. As I kiss her clit and trace her opening with my tongue, reality twists tightly around my spine, making me so fucking aware that I can have more than my past.

“Put a finger inside me,” she guides, telling me what she needs to feel good. I love that about her, and I don’t know if it’s the adult film star in her or the girlfriend in her, but the way she communicates her physical needs and plans—I’m never left guessing.

My cock bobs as she licks up my shaft, and I bury my groan in her cunt, slippery and swollen. Sucking and licking her clit, I slide my index finger inside of her, and practically come when she seizes up around me, clenching my finger like a cock.

“Mmm, Cohen, yes,” she moans into my cock head like a fucking microphone, the subtle graze of her lips and her hot breath making me clench my ass. It feels so good and she hasn’t even sucked me into her throat yet. “Another finger.”

I slip in another and at the same time, she sucks my head into her mouth, sealing her lips beneath my crown. She sucks me like she's trying to siphon out my cum, and god damnit I’m close.

But she comes first, always.

“Another finger,” she begs, after popping off my head. She licks up and down my shaft again as I give her one more finger, my abs tightening at how good she feels. How tight she is.

“I can’t wait for you to fuck me, Cohen,” she breathes, wiggling her bare ass over me before sinking down on my face so deep, I have to turn my head to take a breath. I suck in a big one, preparing to feast and finger fuck for as long as I can.

She bobs down on my length, and when my cockhead slams against the back of her throat, my toes curl. Precum slips out, I can’t fucking help it, but I focus on my meal, suckling at her clit, making her tremble all around me.

She pops off. “You’re going to spread me wide, fuck me hard and fill me deep, aren’t you?” she breathes, her voice trembling, her back concave as she sinks into me further. “I want you to, Cohen. I can’t wait to feel you pump all that cum inside me. Empty yourself inside me. Give me everything you’ve been holding back. Give me every last drop.” Her hips sway as I pump my fingers in and out, lapping at her clit frantically as she stills over me.

“You’re so good, you’re going to breed me so good, aren’t you? Pump me full and leave me round, make me yours,” she moans dizzying promises.

And on that sentiment, she comes. Writhing, wiggling, moaning, she fucks my face and sucks my cock until I see goddamn stars. I can’t even warn her I’m about to erupt because she doesn’t stop riding my face and filling my mouth with her sweet release, coming, shuddering, shivering.

I can’t hold back. I fucking can’t. With my mouth full of sweet, swollen pussy, I growl my relief as my cock throbs and pulses, releasing long, thick streams of cum.

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