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Skating around the truth, I give him a short answer like the ones he’s given me.
“My life hasn’t been easy. Nobody has proven they give a damn about me.”
Not nobody.
Brinley has.
But Damon doesn’t need to know that.
Pulling his fingers free of my pussy, he licks the taste from them, his eyes trapping mine.
“You taste sweet. I meant to tell you that the last time, but you were somewhere else in your head.”
I want to go to that place again.
Sex with Damon is becoming a drug.
He pushes my mind to a place where only pleasure exists.
But I’m not an addict.
Never have been.
Not that I’ve ever tried drugs.
They only muddle the mind until you’re captured in whatever lies they tell you.
Damon pops open the button of his jeans, lowers the zipper then tugs out his dick. My heart lurches at the size, an odd fear tapping at my skull.
What will it feel like inside me?
From what little skin he shows on his thighs, I see a single scar. Just the first half inch before it runs down the leg into his jeans.
I have more questions now.
What will they cost me?
Ride him.
I’m supposed to ride him.
But I want to know his story.
Dropping to my knees, I take his dick in my hands and slide the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue over it to taste the salty pre-cum. I’ve always been a fan of salt. Most people have a sweet tooth, but not me.
Damon stills in place, and I can feel his hard stare on me. But I don’t care. The palm of his hand wraps around the back of my head, and I force my jaw open wider, ignoring the pain in the joints to take his dick into my mouth fully.
“Fuck … You weren’t … Goddamn it, Blue.”
His fingers grip down into my hair, and he helps me choose a rhythm. I swirl my tongue over the shaft as he directs me back-and-forth. My upper teeth scrape over the ridge of the head and Damon groans.
His cock grows stiffer—wider—somehow longer, and I struggle to breathe around it. Saliva slides over my lips and down my cheek, the sound of suction and slick pumping causing my body to respond. My excitement drips down my inner thigh while my core contracts and releases.
I need him inside me, but I can’t stop taking him in my mouth and slipping my tongue over the head to play torturous games with the shaft.
Damon’s grip in my hair becomes painful.
“Blue…” He can barely talk. “Stop. You need to … Fuck woman, what are you doing to me?”
