Dangerous Lies(34)

I continued fondling his scrotum, moaning while I took him further into my mouth. My throat was shockingly relaxed, eager to meet my new goal of taking him.

Jake’s hand clenched my skin, then slivered along my crack to find my core, palming it from behind. I groaned around his shaft, inching deeper again. His fingers were slick against my labia, slipping between the wet folds and teasing my entrance.

I arched my back and pushed into his finger, crazed for him to fill me. His finger inched inside to his first knuckle, and I was granted with another hit of his delicious pre-come.

“So tight,” he grunted, sinking his finger completely inside. “And so wet. You like sucking me off, don’t you?”

The deep timbre of his voice was so sexy, I was willing to try taking him all in my mouth. The muscles in my throat relaxed and I went for it, nuzzling his pubic hair with my nose and finding it against my lips.

“Holy fuck,” he moaned while I sucked him down, keeping the position. The muscles in his thighs bulged, his balls drawing up and rubbing against my chin. One finger was no longer stroking inside of me, but two, crammed so deep and pressing on my g-spot.

I groaned while he rubbed, and all too soon, he withdrew his hand and found my scalp, pulling me off of him. I kept my mouth open, fighting his strength. My tongue darted out, licking the head of his penis.

“Give me a minute,” he croaked. “Come here.” Grabbing my arms, he pulled me on top of him, threading his hands through my hair and kissing me fiercely. Our tongues danced while he held my head in place. I wiggled on top of him, finding his steel shaft and rubbing my clit against it while he devoured my mouth.

He pulled on my hair to stop me from kissing him, then massaged down to my hips, holding them still. “I’m going to blow my bits if you don’t slow down.”

I grinned, our lips brushing while I spoke. “I wanted you to blow in my mouth.”

He wrapped his arms tightly around my back, holding me still so I couldn’t move. “You are going to be the death of me. And you thought you were bad at this?” He said in bewilderment. “According to my ex-husband,” I said with a shrug.

“Your ex-husband is a real no-hoper.”

I furrowed my brows, and he shook his head with a smile, kissing my nose. “He’s a dumbass.”

Loosening his grip, he sat up, pulling me with him. I was still straddling him, sitting on top of his thick shaft. He thrust his hips, filling me in one swift motion. I gasped, clinging to his neck. He was so big that the motion took my breath away.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head, causing his skull to thud against the headboard. “There we go,” he groaned, holding my hips downward. “This is why I stopped from filling your mouth. I wanted this.”

His hand found my jaw, pulling my mouth to his and kissing me wildly. He was surrounding me, clasping my body to his front, his cock, shoved completely inside of my tight hole. I squirmed, rocking against him. Every nerve in my body was aching to explode, and I was very, very close.

His grip loosened around my hips. “Ride me how you like it,” he whispered, watching me begin to quiver.

I lifted up on my knees, then slammed back down. Finding my rhythm, I began to move faster, finding my groove, not worrying about how my breasts bounced or how my scrunched face appeared to Jake. I was chasing my impending orgasm, and I was on the verge of bursting.

Jake stroked my trembling arms with a delicate touch. No doubt he was watching me unravel, and I couldn’t care less.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, tracing his fingers down my spine.

My body quaked, my core throbbing into a full out explosion, pulsing wildly. I moaned out loud, clenching his scalp and hugging him to my chest. He nuzzled between my breasts while I trembled through the most intense orgasm I had ever had. We were so close, melded together intimately. I’d exposed my insecurities about sex, and managed to conquer them like a champ.

My head found the crook of his neck as my body calmed, his cock was still hard as a rock inside of me. He stroked my hair, kissing my shoulder while my breathing returned.

“You’re a real sight when you come,” he whispered.

I giggled into his neck. “You watched, huh?”

“Couldn’t take my eyes away.”

I clenched my walls around him, and a growl rumbled up his chest. “I’m not finished with you yet.”

Taking my head from his neck, I carefully detached from him, creeping down his thighs until my mouth was back to his member. He lifted a brow when I grabbed hold of it with one hand. “I’m not finished with you, either.”

“You don’t have to-” he sucked in air when I clamped my lips around him, sucking with no reservations. I gagged, but wasn’t uncomfortable. I wanted him, and the hunger that was there was resurfacing. I needed to make him come in my mouth. I wanted the salty goodness to coat my throat. I didn’t care that he tasted like my juices, it was all the more hot, knowing he had just given me a delicious orgasm of my own.

“Cora,” he breathed, reaching to cup my face, but settled for grasping the sheets on either side of him. “If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, you should stop.”

I groaned when he touched the back of my throat, sucking him like a lollipop. I was going to slurp every last drop he had to give me.

His eyes narrowed while he watched, meeting mine. It was erotic, and I loved seeing his reaction to how deep I took him in my mouth.