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Chapter Dos.
Lower.
Lower.
Lower.
"Fuck. Jazz, your tongue is amazing."
Just a little..
Lower.
"Fuck."
His mouth around my cock.
Somotherfuckingood.
Soft gold intertwined in my hands.
"So good, so fucking good, Jazz."
I moan.
He moans.
He sucks on my balls, stroking my cock.
So close.
I nudge his head. "Jazz, I'm going to come."
He stays.
I look down.
Dark grey.
Fucking beautiful dark grey.
I nudge again.
He stays again.
"Shit!"
I come down his throat.
And he swallows.
I pull his up to my chest, holding his fucking beautiful face whilst I kiss him.
Soft.
Plump.
Hershey's Chocolate.
I stroke his hard cock through his briefs.
"You hard for me, Jazz?"
He whimpers.
"So fucking hard for me. Right, baby?"
He whimpers, nodding.
I reach inside and fist him.
"This is mine. Say it. It's only mine."
I gripped harder.
He nods.
"Say It." I growl, nibbling in his neck.
"Yes! Fuck, yes! Only yours, Edward!"
I smile.
He is mine.
Only mine.
And He knows it.
Olymipcs. I'm obsessed. I just absolutely love those men in spedos. Cullen Jones, Tom Daley, Ryan, lemme lick you. & Have you seen the USA Women's Soccer team play? jesusfuckingchrist. It's like sex on a soccer field. They are phenomenal athletes. + National Mexico Soccer team is going to the quarter finals for the first time in HISTORY. finally.
Any favorite Olympic athlete/sport?
- Carmen. xx