Page 36 of Infatuated as They Come (Sinful Trilogy #2)

Sawyer

Something soft and warm was on me. Wet too.

I couldn’t tell if I was asleep or awake, my mind a little hazy, stuck in some cloudy spot between being completely unconscious and only slightly alert.

Whatever it was felt good. I could hear myself groaning as I instantly imagined Holly’s lips and tongue, and I could have sworn I heard her whine softly.

My eyes slowly opened and I grunted instantly from my spot on the couch, from the spot where me and Holly had fallen asleep last night.

I hadn’t imagined it. My belt was undone and the zipper on my jeans had been pulled down, and there Holly was on her knees for me, eyes all big and pretty and her soft lips wrapped around my cock.

I felt myself twitch, taking in her bare body: her round tits and her hard nipples and I couldn’t see her pussy from the angle I was sitting in, but I already knew how pretty that was.

All she had on was that necklace I had given her, the silver looking so good against her skin.

“Fuck,” I hissed, bringing one hand down to run it through her hair, pushing a couple of wisps out of her eyes. “You know how to wake a guy up, sweetheart.”

She pulled her lips away from my cock, smiling up at me brightly. “Happy birthday. Happy pretend birthday, I mean.”

“Mm, thank you.” I laughed lowly, fingers still in her hair. “I get another gift, huh?”

“Mhm. I hope this is okay…” Her voice turned soft and timid as she bl inked at me. “I know we talked about it, but…”

“Baby, trust me, you can do whatever you want to me when I’m asleep. Promise I’ll love it.”

Giggling, she gave the head of my cock a little lick.

She kept one hand on me, holding me tight as her lips lowered and lowered, ghosting along my shaft.

“In case you were wondering, I looked up our star signs.” She pressed her lips to the base of my cock, giving me a soft, lingering kiss.

“And we are absolutely….” She kissed me again, moving up my cock.

“Positively….” Another kiss. “Completely and totally…” Another one.

“Not compatible…” She made it to my swollen tip, licking the pre-cum right off me.

“Is that right?” I muttered, eyes shutting and head rolling back.

My fingers kept raking through her hair, gently scraping them against her scalp as she wrapped her lips around me and sunk her warm mouth down my length.

Soft sucking sounds hit my ears and I forced myself to open up my eyes so I could look at her, watching as she took as much of my cock in her mouth as she could.

My tip hit the back of her throat and she gagged, pulling herself off me.

“Easy, baby, easy. You don’t have to rush. ”

“You’re so big,” she whispered, pumping my cock with one hand.

“You complaining?”

“Nuh-uh.” She gave me a big smile, hand still working me up and down. God, she looked so good. Flushed cheeks, bright eyes, lips all wet and glossy, her soft fingers with her done up nails shining under the lights as she played with my cock.

“You look so fuckin’ pretty,” I said, teeth clenched as she flicked her tongue against me. My thumb stroked along her soft cheek, but she grabbed that hand, moving it to the back of her head before doing the same with my other hand. I raised an eyebrow at her. “You need something, princess?”

“Need you,” she said softly. “All of you.”

“What does that mean?”

She whined, pressing her face to my thigh before looking up at me through her lashes. “ Sawyer .”

I laughed lowly, brushing a hand along her hair. “Why are you all shy now, hm? ”

“I want… I want you to…”

“Yeah?”

She chewed at her bottom lip. My sweet, shy girl. She couldn’t say it. But the way she had put my hands in her hair like that, placing them right at the back of her head, had given me a slight clue.

“You want me to fuck your mouth, honey?” I asked.

Whining, she gave me a little nod. “Mhm.”

I grunted, fingers combing through her silky hair. “Oh, you’re bein’ so fuckin’ sweet to me. You sure you want that?”

“I want it,” she whispered, blinking up at me. “Want you to feel good. You take such good care of me, Sawyer. I wanna take care of you too…”

“You really want me to fuck that little mouth?” I asked.

“Yeah.” She kissed the tip of my cock. “Really bad.”

I stood up, hands unbuckling the rest of my belt and pushing my jeans down far enough for Holly to get what she wanted.

My eyes lowered to my cock and I groaned at the array of lipstick prints she had given me.

Pink marks in the perfect shape of her pouty lips covered me from my base to my swollen tip.

“That’s such a nice fuckin’ gift. Come here, wrap those pretty lips around my cock.” She listened, her pouty lips parting to suck the head of my cock into her mouth. I kept my hands in her hair, sliding my hands through those thick locks, my nails gently scraping at her scalp. “You ready?”

“Mhm,” she whined around me.

“Tap my leg if you want me to stop, okay?” I waited for her to give me a little nod before easing into her inch by inch, watching her as she watched me.

Those pretty fucking eyes blinked up at me, her lashes all dark and long and her lips all soft and her cheeks so pink.

I moved in a little bit further, waiting to hear that gagging sound again, because that meant I had gone too fast and too hard.

“This okay?” I asked.

“Mm,” was the only noise I got out of her.

My hands moved down to the sides of her face, my thumbs brushing against her cheeks as I gave her easy strokes.

Softly, slowly, gently. She kept letting out little mewls and they just made me grunt, my cock throbbing inside of her mouth.

I felt her hands on mine, moving them to the back of her head once again, her eyes big as she gave me the tiniest, little nod. The go ahead to really fuck her mouth.

“You sure?” I asked, teeth gritted. “You want it like that?”

She nodded again, her hands yanking at the ends of my shirt, like she was trying to drag me in closer.

“Okay, okay. I’ll fuck that pretty mouth since you want it so bad,” I muttered, pulling out that little bit and pushing back in.

I moved faster. Faster than I usually would have with Holly.

But she just whined, letting my cock slide deep into her mouth.

I did it again, picking up the pace, letting my cock fill up her mouth. “You doing good, baby? This feel good?”

She was moaning right around me, looking so damn pretty as she locked eyes with me.

I held her in place as I pumped my cock in and out of her mouth, feeling her spit coating me the more I took her.

Those fucking noises. They kept getting to me.

Her little whimpers and moans, the slick sound of my cock filling up her mouth, how she was so damn eager to take care of me, the way that necklace rested just above her perfect tits.

I could see her thighs pressed together, her fingers fidgeting against them, looking like she needed some relief too.

“You wanna touch yourself?” I asked. “You can do that, sweetheart. Want you to get off too.”

She pulled her mouth off me with a heavy breath, a filthy string of spit connecting the tip of my cock to her plump lips.

Reaching up, she dragged her fingers through all of that spit, eyes all pretty and glazed over as she moved her hand right in between her thighs.

A second later, her lips were back on my cock.

“Christ, fuck, you’re killing me,” I said with gritted teeth. “Rub that little clit. Want you to cum with my cock in your mouth. Can you do that for me?”

All I got was a moan in response. She played with her little pussy as I went back to fucking her mouth, sliding in and out of her, my hands softly placed at the back of her head.

Her moans were getting louder, my eyes stuck on the way she kept a finger pressed to herself, circling so fast and hard.

She reached up with her free hand, tugging at my shirt.

“That’s it.” I groaned. “Keep going for me. Need you to cum first. Need you to do it for me first.”

My cock throbbed as she kept going, my balls heavy and full as she let me work in and out of her soft mouth.

It was a struggle to keep my eyes open, to watch her.

Pure hunger and greed were taking over as I pushed into her, and that was when I heard Holly moaning wildly around my cock.

She was coming undone for me right there on her knees, her finger still on her clit, her lips staying firmly wrapped around me.

The fact that she had cum with my cock buried inside her mouth was too fucking much for me.

I grunted, hissing as I pulled my length out of her mouth, my hand on my slick cock as I pumped it up and down.

Holly stuck her tongue out, offering me a soft, pink invitation, and it was with a deep grunt that I lost it right then and there.

I looked down at her, at how she was still panting, how there was a lazy, post orgasm, blissful look in her eyes as I started to paint her tongue in cum. “Good fucking girl,” I hissed. “Just like that.”

She stayed put, tongue out and eyes glued to mine as I drained myself, my free hand pushing through my hair while I worked my cock with the other. Holly took every last drop, and when I finally felt completely drained, she swallowed with a happy hum.

“Happy birthday.” She licked at her lips. “Again.”

“Thank you.” Cock still hard, I groaned when Holly leaned forward and gave my soaked, sensitive tip a kiss before she sat back on her heels. “Again.”