Page 154 of The Play Maker

I hiss in a breath.

Then she does it again. And again. Lower now.

Her lips barely graze me and I’m already straining like a goddamn lunatic. Every part of me is wired tight. One wrong move and I’ll lose it in the lamest way possible.

She kisses along the base, her hand wrapped around me like I showed her, thumb brushing just under the head.

“Slow,” I murmur. “Use your tongue—just a little. You don’t have to take everything.”

She listens. Follows every instruction. Girl’s about to ace the class.

Then she licks me like a fucking ice cream cone. She tastes and teases me until I can’t fucking take it anymore. I grunt,tipping my head back and before I can react, she finally takes the tip into her mouth, sucking on it.

“Fuck,” I groan. “You’re doing so good.”

She hums, like she likes hearing that, and the vibration sends a shiver down my spine.

“God, you’re such a good student,” I mutter, brushing her hair off her cheek as she pulls back for air. “A fucking overachiever.”

She takes more of me in, and I can’t stop watching her. Her soft lips stretched around me, her cheeks hollowing a little, her hand still pumping slowly in rhythm.

“Look at me,” I breathe, and when she does—fuck—I nearly lose it. Big blue eyes, blown wide, her lashes fluttering. There’s something so pure about her, and yet here she is, mouth full of my cock, learning how to wreck me.

“You’re gonna make me come if you keep looking at me like that.”

She pulls off for a second and her lips are wet. “Isn’t that the point?”

I groan, hand sliding into her hair. “Dirty, little tutor. Already trying to outdo me.”

She leans in again, this time more confident. She sucks harder, deeper. Her tongue circles the head every time she pulls back, and I know I’m close.

I grip the sheets. Try to hold back. But it’s too good. “Maisie, fuck, I’m gonna come.”

She doesn’t stop. She keeps going, keeping her eyes locked on mine, so pretty and focused, like she wants to watch it happen.

And when I let go—when it finally hits—I come so hard I forget where I am. My whole body jerks. My hips lift off the bed. A groan rips out of me loud enough to echo, her mouth warm and perfect around me as I spill down her throat.

She stays with me through it. Keeps her mouth on me. Lets me ride it out.

When I finally stop shaking, she pulls off with a breath and licks the corner of her mouth.

“Was that okay?” she asks quietly.

I pull her up into my arms immediately, and kiss her hard. “You have no idea.”

She curls back into my chest, still flushed, still smiling. I wrap both arms around her and press a kiss to her forehead, holding her close.

“You were fucking amazing,” I murmur.

“You’re kinda easy to please,” she says with a teasing smile.

“Hey.” I shoot her a grin. “You just blew my mind. Don’t sass me.”

She chuckles, softening as she leans into me. “I like learning with you.”

I kiss the tip of her nose. “Anytime, baby. Class is always in session.”

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