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“Is that right?” He squeezed her firm ass, pressing her harder against his dick.
“Yep,” she said before pressing feathery light kisses across his cheek. “Using you for my filthy urges.”
“I like your filthy urges,” he said and then moaned when her tongue traced the shell of his ear.
“I didn’t get you a birthday present.” Her hands slipped under his shirt and stroked along his stomach.
“You don’t need to get me one.” He kneaded her ass and then rubbed her thighs.
“You sure? Because I thought maybe I’d take you back to your bedroom and suck your cock as my birthday gift.”
He stood up so abruptly that Eleanor shrieked in surprise, her legs clamping around his waist as he used his hands on her ass to keep her snug against him. He started toward the bedroom without a word. Eleanor giggled and kissed his throat again. “I take it you want my birthday gift?”
“Hell, yes,” he said. He stepped into his bedroom and tossed Eleanor onto the bed. She bounced a couple of times, giggling wildly as he stripped off his t-shirt, jeans, and briefs. The giggles died in her throat, and she sat up, scooting to the side of the bed and letting her legs dangle over the edge.
“Come here, Wes,” she said, her gaze arrowed in on his aching cock. He stroked his dick a couple of times, squeezing the base to help control his need when Eleanor licked her lips.
“Take off your shirt, Butterfly,” he said.
She pulled it over her head and tossed it aside. He stared at her gorgeous breasts. Their pink-coloured nipples hardened in the cool air, and he growled deep in his throat when Eleanor squeezed her breasts and teased her nipples with her thumbs.
“Come here, Wes,” she repeated with a soft smile.
He stood in front of her, groaning when she leaned forward and licked the head of his dick. She smiled up at him, and he palmed the back of her skull, urging her forward as he purred to her. He watched her perfect lips slide down around his dick and fought hard not to shove his cock straight down her throat.
When she sucked, he moaned and couldn’t stop from making two hard thrusts into her mouth as his hand fisted in her hair. He pulled back, afraid he’d scared her or upset her, but when his dick popped out of her mouth, she pouted up at him. “Why are you stopping?”
“Fuck,” he said hoarsely.
She grinned and licked his dick like a fucking lollipop. “So, I should keep going?”
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his hand tightening in her soft hair.
Her grin turned into a laugh, and he cried her name when she fisted the base of him and sucked on just the sensitive head. Her tongue cleaned away the precum at the slit before she bobbed her head up and down his dick.
His free hand clenched at his side. He ached to slide his hands into Eleanor’s hair, hold her steady, and fuck her face. Instead, he fought for control, his gaze glued to the way her lips glided over his hot, aching skin.
She released him and stared up at him before pressing a kiss against the throbbing vein on the underside of his dick. “I won’t break, Wes.”
“What?” he rasped, his hips bucking when she stroked his balls with gentle fingers.
“I can take what you give me,” she said. “Stop holding back.”
“Butterfly, I…”
“Don’t hold back.” She stared up at him, her dark eyes filled with warm trust. “Give us what we both want.”
She took him into her mouth again, and with a low growl, he slid his other hand into her hair, his fingers wrapping around the silky strands. Purring loudly, he thrust in and out of her mouth, pushing deeper with every stroke until he pressed against the back of her throat. He pulled back and let her take a few breaths before pressing forward again.
“Good, Butterfly, so good,” he praised when she sucked eagerly. He used his thumb to wipe away the mix of precum and saliva on her chin before cupping the back of her skull and thrusting hard and fast.
His head fell back, and he moaned her name as pleasure washed over him. He was so fucking close. It would only take a few more strokes of Eleanor’s hot mouth and tongue to bring him to his climax. Before he could give in to the temptation to come in her mouth, he pulled away.
She pouted again as she licked her swollen lips. “Hey, come back here.”
He pushed her onto her back, and she squeaked in surprise when he grabbed her pajama bottoms and yanked them down her legs. As he’d hoped, she was naked beneath them, and he stared appreciatively at her pussy. “Are you wet enough for me, Butterfly?”
She smiled lazily at him and spread her legs wide before rubbing her clit with her fingers. “More than enough, handsome.” She showed him the moisture on her fingertips, and he growled happily.
