Free Backdraft by Cher Carson Page B

her. “Now what?”
    “I want to watch you suck my cock.”
    A chill skated over her sensitized skin. Few things gave her greater pleasure than loving him with her mouth. In that position, she was able to demand his complete and total surrender. She stacked the pillows behind his head, winking at him, as she held her nipples just above his mouth. “This may take a while. I just wanted you to be comfortable.”
    Watching her slide down his body, he groaned. “I could never get tired of watching you do this.”
    She tried to tamp down her enthusiasm; knowing he was thinking ahead made her want to surrender to the hope that flared to life when she first saw him walk onto that stage tonight. Focusing her attention on his steel shaft, she lovingly licked him up and down, coating his cock with her saliva before she slid it into her mouth. She shifted so she could take him deeper then opened her throat and fastened her lips around him.
    “God, you look so hot when you do that.” Fisting his hand in her long hair, he guided her head, forcing her to take all of him.
    He was the one who’d taught her how to worship a man’s cock, and she’d learned the lesson well. Moaning around his shaft, she felt the vibration against her lips as she sucked him deeper and harder, building momentum until his hips were coming off the bed and he was fucking her mouth.
    “That’s it, baby, take it all. Fuck me, yesss…”
    She loved making him lose control. She’d lived for it, for those stolen moments when they snuck away from school for a quickie in the bed of his truck by the lake because they couldn’t wait another second to tear each other’s clothes off. She had never known that kind of urgency with a man since.
    “I don’t want you to swallow,” he muttered.
    Confused, she tried to pull away. He used to love draining his cock into her mouth. Was that act too intimate for them to share now?
    “I want to come on your tits,” he murmured, clenching his teeth. “I want to mark you, make you mine.”
    She would have smiled, had her mouth not been filled to capacity with his cock.
    “At least for tonight.”
    As quickly as hope bloomed, it withered and died. He wasn’t in this for the long haul after all. This was just one more night to remember him by, as if she could ever forget.
     
     
    Dave was desperately trying to separate his head, heart, and body, but he couldn’t. She sucked his cock and it felt like she was tugging on his heartstrings, reminding him of how good it used to be. She was the only woman who’d ever loved him this way. He’d had a hundred blowjobs in his life, but the way she focused on his pleasure made him forget everything and everyone else in the world.
    “Turn around,” he whispered. “I want to eat your pussy while you suck my cock.” He needed to do something to make this less intimate. Watching her love him like that pushed him dangerously close to the edge of that sheer drop. If he fell, he knew that life as he knew it was over for him. There was no going back.
    Moaning, she turned and slung her leg over his waist, positioning her luscious pussy over his face.
    He cursed the bum hand that prevented him from peeling her apart and feasting on her the way he wanted. Instead, he dipped his tongue inside her moist slit and found the pleasure probe linked to her orgasms. The harder and deeper she sucked his cock, the faster he licked her clit. Before long, they were fucking each other’s mouths relentlessly, as though their lives depended on it, and it was the hottest, most intense thing he’d ever experienced. He was dying to come, but not before he drove her over the edge first. He got his wish as she gasped and tried to pull away. He wrapped his arm around her waist and held her in place as he lapped up the sweet juice pouring from her tight channel. When he was satisfied that he had exhausted her, he said, “Head on the pillows, flat on your back.”
    When she was lying on the pillow beside