Page 144 of Securing the Pucking Rebound

It’s everything.

Everything I’ve been waiting for since I was a fucking teenager.

I shudder violently as she strokes me from root to tip.

“I’m already close,” I confess. “If you keep doing that, then—Oh, holy fuck,” I bark as she suddenly leads forward and licks me. “I’m gonna come,” I force out.

She smirks up at me before leaning in again and sucking the head of my cock into her hot little mouth.

Died and gone to heaven.

Despite wanting it to go on forever, there’s no way I can hold on that long.

“Sienna,” I rasp, my balls drawing up as she sucks on me like a popsicle. “I’m gonna come. If you don’t want⁠—”

She takes me deeper, and I reach the point of no return. My cock jerks between her lips, and I unload on her tongue.

“Holy—” I reach up and wipe my brow with my forearm as she swallows and sits back, an accomplished smile playing on her lips.

“Good?” she asks nervously.

“Good? No, it wasn’t fucking good. It was fucking incredible. Darlin’, that was…fuck, I don’t even know.”

“Really?” Her blush returns before I reach down and help her up.

“Did you not just see how fast I blew? Embarrassingly fast.” She chuckles as I wrap my arms around her waist, pinning her against me. “Best blowjob I’ve ever had.”

“I don’t believe—” I slam my lips down on hers to stop her from arguing with me.

I know we’re going to have to talk about my past properly and just how many women have come and gone. But now is not the time. I have other, more pressing things on my mind.

“Ready for round two?” I ask when I finally pull my lips from hers.

“It’s okay, you don’t have⁠—”

“I think you’ll find I do. That little taste wasn’t enough, darlin’. Not even fucking close. Go and lie down in front of the tree.”

She hesitates but eventually turns around, and I give her butt a little slap, making her shriek. When she looks back over her shoulder, she has an excited twinkle in her eyes. Even if I didn’t want to do this, which I really fucking do, there’s no way on Earth I could say no to that look. I’d give her anything for that look.

As she gets herself on the floor, I pull my boxers and jeans back up and saunter over. Or at least, I attempt to saunter with a fucked-up leg. I’m not sure my walk is as sexy as it could be. Nor is the awkward way I lower myself. If Sienna cares, though, she doesn’t say anything; instead, she watches me with fire in her eyes.

“You’re gonna need to open your legs, darlin’,” I tease, once I’m balanced on my good knee.

She bites down on her bottom lip nervously before slowly sliding her feet across the carpet.

I hold her eyes, my teeth clenched so hard I’m not sure how I don’t chip one as I wait to ensure she’s comfortable. I can’t look down until she is, because if I do, I’m not sure how I’d stop.

I would, of course, but fuck, it would be painful.

“Good girl,” I muse when she settles, resting back on her elbows so she can see me.

Her chest is heaving, her nipples are hard, and I realize I still haven’t sucked on them.

Goddamn.

“Do you remember your safe word?”

“Pineapple,” she breathes, and finally, I let my eyes drop lower.