Page 174 of Untying the Knot
And then she pushes her fingers in and swallows my cock all the way until she gags and then quickly pulls out.
She repeats this process over and over again until my legs start to shake, and a light sheen of sweat crawls over my body.
“Myla, it’s . . . it’s so fucking good.” I slouch some more, unable to hold myself up, and she positions herself so her fingers tease me even deeper, creating such a dynamic, evasive pressure that my cock surges in her mouth against her teeth, where she lightly clamps them over my length and drags up. “Mother . . . fuck,” I groan as my legs start to slip from my sweaty palms. “Babe, I’m right there.”
“Mmmmm,” she hums, making my eyes nearly roll to the back of my head. And then she pops her mouth off and goes back to lightly licking while her fingers curl up in a “come hither” motion that has the room around me turning black.
A euphoric feeling spreads through my veins, wraps around my muscles, and sinks into my bones as everything turns hot, uncontrolled, and wild. The need for pressure is so fucking overwhelming that I feel like I could scream, beg, plead for more.
“Baby, suck me off.”
“You want to come in my mouth?”
I growl. “Fuck . . . no . . . I mean . . . yes. Fuck, I don’t know. I need something.”
She chuckles and then starts circling her finger around, and the loudest moan of my life falls past my lips as I release my legs and cover my face with my hands.
“Fuck . . . fuck. Myla, give me something, anything.”
I feel her smile along my cock as she very lightly licks along my length, still teasing and never giving me what I want. And I’m seconds from moving her to the side until she opens her mouth wide and sucks me all the way to the back of her throat.
“Yes, take me all the way in. Own my cock.”
She swallows while my dick is touching her throat, and my knees jack up from the sensation as sweat drips down the back of my neck. She continues to swallow and dip over my length over and over again until I’m seconds—fucking seconds—from coming.
“Right there, baby. I’m going to—”
She pulls off me but keeps her fingers inside and holds them still.
“What . . . are you doing?” I ask, catching my breath as my cock jolts against my stomach.
“Playing with you.”
“I don’t need you playing. I need you fucking me.”
“Oh, okay,” she says with another evil grin. She removes her fingers, drags me down so I’m lying flat, and then she straddles my cock, her wet center rubbing against my erection. “Feels so good, Ryot.” Her hands filter through her hair as she rocks over my length, never inserting herself, just rubbing her slit along my ridge.
“Baby, I’m going to need more than this.”
“This is perfect,” she says as a painful sweat breaks out along my skin from my cock being so hard but not getting what it needs.
“It’s not,” I answer as I flip her off me and onto her stomach. I push my hand against her back but then prop up her hips, only to spank her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint.
“Oh fuck!” she screams right before melting into the comforter.
“I don’t appreciate you teasing me,” I say as I spank her again, causing her to moan. I then flip her to her back and hover above her, bringing my mouth to her neck. Her hands press into my hair to hold me still, but I continue to move down to her breasts, where I pull one into my mouth and nibble tightly on her nipple.
“Ah,” she yells just as she sinks into my grasp. “You’re being rough.”
I pull away just enough to ask, “You okay?”
“More than okay,” she answers with a smile. “I want more. Fuck me hard, Ryot.”
I groan out of desperation, move her legs farther apart, and then bring the head of my cock to her entrance.
“Yes,” she whispers while I clamp down on her nipple again.
My body is thrumming to be inside her, throbbing, pulsating with so much need that I feel like I could combust. I slip inside but take it achingly slow to repay her with the sweet torture she made me go through.
