Free Impact by Cassandra Carr

in her chest. For some reason she felt as if tonight was a test, and one she couldn’t afford to fail. Out of the very corner of her eye she saw him shedding clothes, dropping them on the dresser. He tossed a bunch of items on the far nightstand and then approached her. He hadn’t said a word. She swallowed thickly and waited for his command.
    He cupped her chin in his hand and lifted, guiding his fisted cock toward her mouth. “Open.” Keeping her head tilted back, he rose up on the balls of his feet and all but straddled her face, forcing his way to the very back of her throat until his balls rested on her chin. He held there for a moment, looking down at her as if daring her to object. Then he took hold of her head on both sides and began a steady in-and-out rhythm.
    His eyes closed and his head fell back and she concentrated on keeping suction as his cock hit the soft palate at the back of her throat again and again. There was something about having Conner in her mouth that turned her on so much—knowing how much it pleased him made her want to do it. She knew much of it was her submissive nature at work, but she genuinely enjoyed giving him head.
    When she looked up he was staring at his cock working in and out of her, his eyes smoldering with a barely banked flame. No man had ever looked at her like that, and at that moment she knew she would do just about anything for him. Reaching up, she cupped his balls in her hand, gently rolling them, and he growled. Taking his penis out of her mouth, he shoved closer to her. “Lick them,” he rasped. She laved first one, then the other, and then tongued the seam separating his balls.
    “Yeah, Jessie girl, just like that,” he cooed, massaging the back of her neck. She wondered if he knew her neck was getting sore from the angle and wanted to alleviate the pain or if it was an unconscious gesture. She leaned back a little and moaned as his hand tightened, massaging harder. Just as she’d suspected. He might be dominant, but he was still thoughtful.
    She licked right up his shaft as if he were her favorite flavor of ice cream, then ran the tip of her tongue around the purplish head, dipping into the slit to lap up the drop of pre-cum weeping from it. He moaned and pushed her back down onto his shaft, thrusting his hips to push up into her mouth at the same time. She forced herself to breathe through her nose so she wouldn’t gag and took as much of him as she could, swallowing around his cock head.
    His thrusts became less controlled and she knew he was close to the edge. Reaching up, she pressed her thumb into the space between his balls and his anus, and he swore again, erupting in her mouth and sending his hot, salty cum straight down her throat. She swallowed as best she could while he continued to thrust, saying inane words of encouragement to her. When he was finally spent, he stumbled backward and landed on the bed, flat on his back. “Damn you, woman. You killed me.”
    She stayed where she was, unsure what to do now. He reached down a hand and helped her up, pulling her onto the bed and next to his body. She snuggled into the crook of his neck and sighed. It would be dangerous to get used to this.
    Just when she’d started to drift off his hand began to move on her ass and she heard his voice. “No sleeping yet, babe. I’m not through with you.” She turned her head to look at him, her lids heavy. He pushed her hair out of her face. “The blowjob was just the first thing, remember?” Leaning in to kiss her, he brushed his lips against hers and then pulled away. “Besides, you didn’t think I was gonna let you go to sleep without gettin’ inside that tight, wet pussy did you?”
    She smiled. “You’re quite a talker.”
    He grinned in reply. “Straddle me.” Lifting her leg over his torso, he pulled her until her pussy rested on top of his semihard dick. Taking a breast in each hand, he pushed them together and began an all-out assault with his