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“Harder.” I grunt.
She squeezes and pumps me faster before slowing down again. I feel her warm, wet tongue lick the tip, swirling around the metal, and I look back down at her.
“Yes, put your mouth on me like the perfect angel you are.”
Presley drags her tongue along the bottom side of my cock, from my balls to the tip, before taking the tip between her perfectly plump lips and sucking hard.
My hips jerk upward. “Fuck.”
She releases the head with a pop and licks her lips. “Is that good?” she asks, her eyes locked on mine.
“Fucking glorious. Take me farther in your gorgeous mouth.”
She opens her mouth and slowly starts bobbing her head up and down my length as far as she can. Her mouth is stretched wide around my cock. I know I am thicker than most, and about six inches long. She can only take me about halfway by herself.
I reach down and thread my fingers through her silky black hair and push her farther down my length as she goes to bob her head down. Her eyes go wide as she looks up at me. “You can take it. Be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth and I’ll reward you.”
Presley’s eyes go off half-lidded, and she moans around my cock.Fuck me, my girl loves praise.
Chapter Nineteen
Presley
Hepullsmeoffhis cock and says, “Give me a word.”
I scrunch my brows. “What?” I say, wetting my lips again. His hard cock sits right in front of my mouth, but I can’t take him again because he has his fist in my hair, stopping me from moving forward.
“A word. Any word. You say that word and whatever we are doing stops. It all stops, and I hold you and take care of you until we can talk about why you needed to stop. A safe word.”
Tears threaten to spill, but I quickly blink them away. Now is not the time to cry. I love how much he cares for me. “Rutabaga,” I whisper.
“Good girl,” he rumbles, setting my nerves on fire. I’m sure there is a puddle on the floor between my legs by now. “If this becomes too much, you tap my leg three times and we stop, got it?” I nod, and he tightens his grip on my hair. “Words, Presley.”
“Yes, sir.” He smiles at me and then pushes me back down to take his thick cock in my mouth again.
The need running through me to do whatever he says and please him is so strong. I want his praise. I want to turn him on and make him feel good. Make him feel proud of me. I let him take control, resting one hand on his thick thigh while the other hand reaches down to roll his balls.
He pushes my head farther down, forcing me to take more of him, holding me down while I gag and tears spring in my eyes. He pulls back and I gasp for air, and then he does it again.
Surprising myself, I find I get turned on more and more as he continues to use my mouth. I didn’t expect to like it so much, but based on how hard my nipples are and the throbbing ache between my legs, I don’t like it. I love it.
“You look so perfect, taking my cock deep in your throat. I’m so proud of you, angel.”Fuck me. Please fuck me, now.He pushes my head down again until my nose is touching his skin, holding me there. “God damn, you feel so good I could just keep you here forever, angel.” He slowly pulls me all the way off his cock. “But I think someone deserves an award, don’t you think?”
My head nods before I can even think of an answer. “Please,” I whimper.
Jackson grasps me under my arms and lifts me off the floor. He stands and spins us so the backs of my knees are touching the bed. He pushes me down to lie on my back with my legs still hanging off the end. He drops to his knees and wraps his hands around my calves, lifting them up so my knees are bent with my feet touching the edge of the bed.
He shoves my legs open as wide as they will go and looks up at me. “Don’t move. You move your legs, I stop.”
I bob my head frantically, saying a silent prayer I can keep my legs still. They are already shaking slightly. He grins at me as if he can read my thoughts and then looks back down. He runs one hand down my stomach to my pussy and uses two fingers to spread me open.
“So wet and ready for me, like the good girl you are.” I clench and groan at his words. I’m pretty sure I could cum from just his words alone.
He bends down and swipes his tongue from my asshole to my clit. My back arches off the bed. He uses his other hand to push down on my lower abdomen. I lean up on my elbows and stare down at him. His eyes connect with mine as he blows hot air over me and then sucks on my clit, making my limbs go weak, and I fall back on the bed, moaning.
He slowly inserts a finger and then a second one, twisting them and slowly pumping them. Every time he starts to pull them out, I clench, and he chuckles.
He works me up to the edge, my legs shaking as I pant and grip the comforter on either side of me. My chest rising and falling and then it all stops. I gasp and lift my head, looking down at Jackson, who is sitting back, staring at my body with a shit-eating grin on his face.
