Chapter 119
**Sara**
I wrapped a hand around the base, stroking him slowly, teasingly. Leaning in, I let my tongue flick over the head, tasting his salty pre-cum. His hips jerked, and he muttered a string of curses.
"Sara," he hissed, his hands fisting in my hair. "You're driving me fucking insane."
"Good," I murmured before taking him into my mouth.
He groaned, the sound vibrating through the night air. I bobbed my head slowly, savoring every inch of his length. My tongue swirled around his cock, tracing the veins, teasing the sensitive underside.
"Fuck, that feels incredible," he panted, his grip tightening in my hair.
I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, taking him deeper. His hips bucked, and I gagged slightly, but it only spurred me on. I wanted to drive him wild, wanted him to lose control.
"Goddamn, Sara. Your mouth is so fucking perfect," he groaned, his voice rough with need.
I glanced up at him, meeting his gaze as I continued to work his cock with my mouth. The intensity in his eyes made my pussy clench with desire. I loved seeing him like this, completely undone.
His breathing grew more ragged, his control slipping. "I'm close," he muttered, his hands trembling in my hair. "If you keep going like that, I'm going to cum."
I didn't let up, sucking him even harder. I wanted to push him over the edge, wanted to feel him explode in my mouth.
"Fuck, Sara," he groaned, his hips jerking. "I'm going to cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
With a guttural moan, he came, his cock pulsing in my mouth as he spilled himself down my throat. I swallowed greedily, milking every last drop from him, savoring the taste.
When he finally stilled, his cock softening in my mouth, I pulled back and licked my lips, grinning up at him. "Enjoy that, Tom?"
"You have no idea," he panted, pulling me to my feet and capturing my lips in a hungry kiss. The taste of his release still lingered on my tongue, and he groaned at the flavor.
His hands were everywhere, greedy and urgent, roaming over my back, my ass, tugging at the waistband of my jeans. He guided me towards the couch on the balcony, nearly tripping over himself in his eagerness to get me undressed.
"These need to go," he muttered, yanking my jeans down swiftly. His hands kneaded my ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he dipped his head to kiss the sensitive skin.
I bit back a laugh. "Always straight to the point, aren't you?"
"Less talking, more moaning," he growled, his fingers slipping under the waistband of my panties. With a deft tug, he pushed them aside, exposing my already wet pussy to the cool night air. "God, Sara, you're soaked."
"All your doing," I breathed, swallowing a groan as his fingertips grazed my clit. "Don't keep me waiting."
His gaze darkened, and he sank to his knees, spreading my legs wider. "Like I'd ever leave you wanting." His tongue darted out, licking a long, slow stripe up my pussy. He hummed, the vibration sending shivers through me.
I gasped, my fingers tangling in his hair. "Fuck, Tom—"
His tongue swirled over my clit, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. The man knew exactly how to push my buttons. A deep groan escaped my throat as he alternated between flicking his tongue and lapping at my swollen folds.
He pulled back just enough to speak. "You taste so fucking good, Sara."
Before I could respond, his mouth was on me again. He sucked on my clit, his tongue flicking faster now, teasing me to the brink. My hips bucked against his face, desperate for more.
And then he did something that nearly made me come undone. His fingers joined in, one sliding inside me with ease, curling just right to hit that sweet spot. Another dipped lower, teasing the sensitive skin around my asshole.
"Oh god," I gasped, my nails digging into his scalp. "Tom, don't stop."
He grinned against my pussy, his breath hot and teasing. "Never planned on it."
He doubled his efforts, his tongue and fingers dancing between pleasure and torment. His middle finger slipped into my asshole, adding a delicious pressure that made me see stars. He knew how to keep me on the edge, playing my body like a finely tuned instrument.
My moans grew louder, my breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. "I'm so close," I panted, rocking my hips against his face. "Don't you dare stop."
In response, he pulled back just far enough to smack my pussy, the sharp sting sending a shockwave of sensation through me. I cried out, eyes wide with the unexpected pleasure-pain. It only made me wetter.
He groaned, clearly enjoying the effect he had on me. "You like that, don't you?"
"Yes," I whined, the word almost a sob. "Please, again."
Smirking, he delivered another sharp slap to my pussy, following it up with a soothing lick. The contrast was maddening, and I could feel my orgasm building, coiling tight in my belly.
"Come for me, Sara," he growled, his lips brushing against my swollen clit. "I want to feel you shatter."
I was gone with one last, perfectly timed flick of his tongue. My orgasm hit me like a freight train, my body convulsing with wave after wave of pure ecstasy. I screamed his name, my entire being focused on the intense pleasure rocking through me.
Tom didn't let up. He lapped at my pussy, prolonging my climax until I was a quivering, gasping mess. Only when I was completely spent did he finally pull away, looking up at me with a satisfied grin.
"Damn," he said, licking his lips. "You look fucking gorgeous when you come."
I leaned back on the couch, trying to catch my breath and regain some semblance of composure. But the way he looked at me with those eyes, it was like he wanted to devour me all over again.
Tom settled on the couch beside me, close enough that our thighs touched. He gave me a lopsided grin. "So, how was it?" He leaned in and kissed me, lips soft but with a hint of the hunger still simmering below the surface.
I melted into the kiss, laughing softly against his mouth. "It was too good. You're going to spoil me."
"Good," he replied between kisses, dropping his hand to my thigh, fingers making lazy circles. "Spoiled means satisfied."
I smirked. "And what about you, Tom? Are you satisfied?"
"Oh, I think there's still some ground to cover." He gave my thigh a squeeze, eyes crinkling with amusement. "But first, I need a little break. Don't worry. I'll be back in the game soon."
"Just say you need to catch your breath. We both know you're not invincible."
"You're right. You wear me out."
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