Page 40 of Lost Boy


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He slides his hand under his chin, rubbing his fingers through my wetness before dragging one down until he reaches my ass. Slowly, he works it inside of me, and I moan, biting down on my bottom lip.

His finger stays lubricated, and his movement becomes faster. But his mouth never leaves my body. I tighten my thighs around his neck, throwing my head back against the bed. Every sensation hits me at once, and I come undone. My head feels dizzy as my orgasm hits me like a high-speed train, and I cry out, my entire body shaking, especially my legs.

Releasing my legs, he reaches up and fondles my breast before leaning down and flicking his tongue against my nipple. I might have just come, but I’m already ready for more, and my nipples harden from his touch.

He pulls his sweatpants and boxers down and palms himself, gliding his hand back and forth. A whimper slips from my lips from the sight, and he smirks.

“Dirty girl, you like watching me play with my hard cock, don’t you?”

Shyly, I nod.

“Get on your knees and crawl to me, angel. Crawl until my cock slides between your plump lips.”

Sitting up, I get on my knees and do what he said without question. Crawling toward him, I open my mouth and gaze up at him as the tip of his cock grazes my lips and his hard length slides against my tongue.

His eyes are hooded as his hips jerk forward, pushing him deeper into my mouth.

“Suck,” he growls. “You were mouthy when you came into my room after you saw your bookcase. Let me wash that pretty wet mouth out with my cum.”

I drag him deeper. Tilting my chin upward at him, I begin bobbing my mouth harder, taking more of him each time. He grabs a fistful of my hair and tightens his grip, pulling it backward enough to make my head sting. It’s borderline painful, but it only intensifies the ache between my legs.

I hollow my cheeks out around him, gazing up at him with the desire to make him feel good. My reward is when he groans, telling me he’s enjoying himself. But I also feel a deep-rooted yearning to show him that I can be whatever he needs. Just because I’m sweet doesn’t mean I can’t get a little dirty sometimes. Especially for a guy as hot as Cade.

“Fuck. Your mouth feels too good. I’m going to blow my load down your throat and watch you lick me clean.” He barely gets the words out before his eyes roll and his hips jerk.

I hold strong, keeping my lips firmly around his cock, when I feel the warm liquid hit the back of my throat. It’s something I’ve never liked to do when giving oral sex, but suddenly, I do it like a pro.

Swallowing, I drag my tongue up and down his length once more before releasing him and wiping my mouth.

Not expecting him to recover quickly, I awkwardly start to grab for the covers to pull them over my bare, exposed bodywhen he collapses on the bed. But not before reaching in his nightstand and tearing open a foil packet.

“Come here.” He motions his finger toward me before rolling the condom over his length, which is still very much rock hard. “Bring your sexy ass over here. Come ride my dick and make me come again. I want to see those tits bounce.” He smirks, his eyes growing playful. “You can yell at me about how I piss you off while you fuck me, if you want. Truth be told, angel … I think you’re sexy as hell when you’re pissed.”

For a split second, nerves build inside of me at the thought of him seeing me completely naked at that angle. I’ve seen the girls who chase him. He’s used to supermodel-looking chicks. I’m curvy and, dare I say, stubby. But one look at his glistening cock, which is anxiously waiting for me to climb aboard, and my nerves vanish as quickly as they came. Replaced with a desperate need inside of me. A need that is already craving another orgasm from this man.

I climb over him, and he grips my hips and lowers me onto him, filling me more than I even knew was possible. The sting from his sheer size is quickly numbed as I begin rolling my hips. Any nervousness is gone, and suddenly, I don’t give a shit what I look like as I move up and down on him, riding him as hard as my body will let me.

His palms come down on my asscheeks—hard—and a slapping sound rings through the air on contact. He clutches my ass, digging his fingertips into it, and sits up slightly to rest his head against the headboard.

“Dirty little angel, fucking my dick just like I asked you to.” He reaches his hand up my back and gives my hair a yank. “I can’t decide if you look prettier with your lips wrapped around my cock or while you’re riding me as you try to make yourself come.”

I slow, leaning down to kiss him before slipping my tongue inside of his mouth. “And I can’t decide if you look hotter right now or when your face is between my thighs,” I coo against his mouth before nipping his bottom lip, surprising us both with my filthy words.

At first, there’s no hiding the shocked look on his face. But then he just looks painfully turned on as his pupils dilate, taking up most of the blue in his eyes.

“Angel, I’d eat every meal between your legs if I could,” he breathes out as I start to move on him again. “Sweetest slice of heaven I ever have tasted.”

I reach behind me, cupping his balls in my hand and massaging them while my hips continue to roll against his body. I’m so close, but I want him to finish at the same time.

“Fuck,” he hisses just as the tingling in my body begins, and I fall over the ledge, letting go. “Squeeze me, angel. Drip down my cock and soak my sheets,” he growls, slapping my ass. “Coming with you.” He barely croaks the words out before his body begins to shudder against mine, a chain of curses coming from his lips.

He leans up and kisses me, and my body collapses against his. Dragging air into our lungs, we breathe like wild animals on a hunt for our prey. His fingertips strum up my back, and he kisses my shoulder blade.

“What are you doing to me, angel?” he rasps.

“Same thing you’re doing to me,” I answer, feeling more confused than ever.

Cade

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