Fleckless

Chapter Five

Jake's POV

The effect this woman had on me was profound. Her touch ignited a fire within me. Liz embodies both submission and boldness. She looks so good on her knees. I want to keep her to myself. To be my toy. To be my peace. Her eyes are all blue when they find mine– I find solace. I feel peaceful. Satisfied. I love the way this woman does not squirm under my gaze. Nor does she back down. So, even when I tell her to suck me, I hold my breath. She's full of surprises. But, her mouth moves to my dick. She takes me in bit by bit. I wonder if she can fit all of me in that beautiful, dirty mouth of hers. I can see tears threatening to fall. She doesn't stop. Liz takes me in completely. Damn! I'm proud of her. That's my girl. I don't show any emotion though. Even when my cock feels so good in her mouth. So tight. Can't help but wonder if her pussy is this tight. I pull on her hair forcing her to face me. She pulls out and then back in with much force. For a moment I think she might throw up. Instead, she keeps pulling in and out, increasing the pace with each thrust. My breathing hardens with every thrust."Fuck Liz! Do you fuck all your men like this little whore?""You should use that mouth on my dick more."My hold on her hair tightens. I'm close. She feels it too. And with one thrust, I cum in her mouth. She swallows every seed of mine. Some of it is dripping from her mouth. It looks good on her. She is so sexyLiz sinks to the floor, laying her head gently on my lap as I loosen my grip on her hair. Collapsing onto the bed, I gradually calm my breathing."Come here beautiful," my voice is a bit shaky. I reach out to her and she entwines my hands with hers. She ascends into bed with deliberate slowness, settling atop me. Liz rests her head on my chest, her petite frame contrasting with the feeling that we were meant for each other."That was incredible, beyond words," I murmur into her ear, and she nestles in closer. Her captivating fragrance soothes my nerves as her breath lightly grazes my skin. Lost in thought, my hand moves to her back, tracing slow circles. She murmurs incomprehensibly, "That feels nice." My thoughts wander back to my past.