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A small smile cracks on my face. I wonder who’s actually enjoying this more. Me or him? But I do what he wants.
He pushes his cock into my mouth, not stopping until I’m arching my head to accommodate him.
I swirl my tongue along his length, making sure to lick over the tip as I pull my head back.
Dean bites his lip, and his grip on my hair tightens. “Your mouth was fucking made for me,” he says with a grunt, as I suck him again, hollowing my cheeks. Dean adjusts his stance, thenrocking his hips, he starts thrusting himself deep in my mouth. He lets out the deepest of groans causing me to moan, tasting more of him as I tighten my lips.
He’s close. Feeling him grow more excited, I take him to the back of my throat again, and at the same time I start unbuttoning my shirt.
“I didn’t say to do that,” he forces himself to say.
I keep going, not listening to him. If anything, I suck harder and move my fingers quicker.
Tipping my head back, he pulls himself out, and I lick my lips.
Dean looks at me. “I will rip that shirt off you if you don’t stop.”
“That a threat?” I challenge, realising I’m not a very good whore.
“Madison Rose Reed.”
I throw him a shocked look. “You’re full naming me?”
“Jesus Christ.” He takes the collar of my shirt in his hands and rips it down the middle, leaving not one button attached to it.
My breath is unexpectedly shaky with desire. “VP!”
“Well, I told you.”
I guess he did. “Okay, can I take my bra off? Is that allowed?”
“No, not yet.”
I let out a laugh at his bossiness.
“Up,” he says, holding out a hand for me to take.
I take it and stand, my back having to arch when he doesn’t give me enough space.
“Turn around.”
Smirking, I let go of him and turn slowly, my bum brushing against his bared cock.
Dean dips and grips the bottom of my skirt. He rolls it in his fingers until his hands find my hips and my legs are exposed. Hisgrip is firm. I can’t help but arch my back, pushing myself against him.
A moan escapes me when one of his hands moves over my body, caressing my breasts, stopping across my throat. My head rolls into his shoulder.
Dean’s thumb then dips into my mouth, and I welcome it, sucking and licking as he pushes it in deeper. His grip on my hip tightens, and I feel his arousal getting thicker.
When I moan again, still sucking his thumb, he quickly moves his other hand, tucking it into my knickers and cupping me. Two fingers push inside. “I expected nothing less,” he purrs, commenting on how wet I am for him. His lips gently caress my ear, his words still vibrating against my skin causing me to break out in goosebumps.
I bite down on his thumb still in my mouth.
“Now we’re talking,” he whispers. Dean slips his thumb from my mouth, moving his hand to grip the back of my neck. He removes his fingers inside me, only to move them to behind me and reinsert them.
I whimper, loving the sensation as he opens me wide and pushes them in deep. “VP.” My pleading encourages his fingers pumping into me to quicken. I part my legs wider, giving him better access to my body.
When he pushes my head down, forcing me to put my hands flat on the bed, my hips start rocking with his movements.
