Page 10 of Sapphire
And that’s the moment I almost come in my pants. “Tell me what you want.”
“Your cock,” she says without hesitation.
Counting just went out the motherfucking window.
I yank her up, bringing her face inches from mine. “You know what you’re askin’ for?”
“Let’s not make a big deal out of it. It’s just cock.”
My eyes dip to her chest, and I want her. But before I can reach out to her, she slides off me and onto the floor.
This is a sight I never thought I’d see—Sapphire on her knees for me. But when her hands reach for my belt, I know she’s not playing around. Her fingers brush my dick, and I lift my hips when she has my zipper undone to give her easy access. She yanks my jeans and underwear down, my cock springing free.
“Holy shit,” she mutters.
My dick stands, thick and proud. I have to say, I’m proud of my size, and it looks like she might be, too.
“You good?” I grin.
Her eyes widen as she folds her fingers around me, barely able to touch “Fucking Sin.”
“That’s my name, doll, don’t wear it out.”
Her eyes meet mine. “You’ve had this in your pants this whole fucking time and did nothing about it?”
“I’ve done plenty with it.”
“With me, asshat,” she huffs, her hand working up and down my length as I clench my teeth.
I spread my legs wider, and I almost shoot off the bed when her tongue licks over my slit. My mind scrambles when she glides her perfect lips over my tip, and it takes all my might not to push my cock down her throat.
“Don’t tease,” I warn. “Take it. I can’t sit here watching you play with me.”
She tuts. “Now, now, Alexander, patience.” She rolls her tongue over my tip once more. I almost shoot my load when she hollows out her cheeks and takes me farther into her mouth. Man, is she a sight for sore eyes. I wanna be rough with her, but I know that’ll get me nothing but a slap across the face.
When she gags, I tighten the duvet under me in my fist so I don’t thrust, inadvertently sending my cock down her throat.
“Fuck, Saph, Jesus—”
“Uh, huh, you love it.” She licks my shaft like it’s a giant lollipop, her other hand tugging on my
balls, and I don’t think I’m gonna last another ten seconds.
“Need to fuck you n-now,” I stammer, her head bobbing as she takes me again.
Up down, up down, her hand squeezing my base. I hold her hair back, gripping it in one fist as she takes me down her throat. Damn, that gag reflex is remarkable, but then it triggers a thought about the men she’s done this with. I don’t want to think about that too much.
Sure, we all have a past, but I’m her fucking future. I haven’t been stalking her for this long to just walk away after one roll in the hay. Sapphire is mine.
I yank her off me, and the hungry look in her eyes short-circuits my brain. This fucking woman.
“Do they make condoms big enough for that thing?” she breathes, her hand still reaching for me. She can’t get enough, and I’ll admit, it makes my ego grow as well as my dick.
“Yep.” I grin. “Unless you wanna go raw?”
She gives me a look that says, “No, thank you,” not that I can blame her. I’ve had sex with a lot
of women, but I’ve always used protection.
