“Lick the shaft now,” I tell her, and her eyes dance naughtily as she runs her tongue from the head all the way down to the base.

I moan louder when she looks up at me as she dips her hand between my legs. Cupping my balls, she plays, dragging her nails over them. With her eyes on me, she whispers, “Want me to lick them?”

“Fuck yeah,” I grunt, thrusting into her hand, urging her closer.

She bends down, brushing her tongue over me, then under, licking my balls, swirling her tongue all over them, drawing them into her mouth. Driving me motherfucking crazy. I clasp her head harder. “So fucking good,” I moan.

She lets go and crawls up me, that flirty, dirty look in her eyes. “Then tell me how much you want all of my mouth.”

I run my index finger over her naughty lips. “I want to fuck your pretty little mouth so bad.”

Pleasure shoots through me as she inches down my body, pushing up my shirt so she can kiss my chest, my abs, my waist, then the happy trail, until she’s eye to one-eye with my cock again, where I want her. “Jesus, Nat. You look so good next to my dick.”

“I do believe your cock and my mouth will get along just fine,” she says with a wink, then she opens wide and draws me all the way in. Holy shit. I’ve never been blown like this before. She’s fierce, and frenzied, and just a hungry, delicious thing, sucking my dick with the most astonishing friction I’ve ever felt. She’s fast, determined, and has a magnificent gag reflex because she takes all of me, and that’s not easy.

Her lips are wrapped nice and snug around my aching erection. With each swipe of her tongue, each move of her lips, my hips shoot higher, and all I care about is coming and coming hard. She’s got me on the fast track, and considering how goddamn worked up I am for her, it won’t take me long.

Not with my gorgeous Natalie in control, her wicked mouth sucking my shaft and her talented fingers playing with my balls. She sends me into sensory overload, touching and playing and licking and sucking until everything below the belt lives in the land of intoxicating white-hot pleasure.

My dick whistles a happy tune, and my balls skip with joy at getting this kind of attention. Threading my hands tighter in her hair, I fuck and fuck and fuck, thrusting hard into her mouth. She gulps and sucks loudly, but doesn’t let up. She takes my dick as deep as she can go, and sorry if that makes me a crass motherfucker, but there is just something about a woman this hell-bent on giving the blow job of my dreams that makes me want her even more.

And I do. I crave everything about her.

I want to wake up to this. Find her in the shower, hands on the wall, ready for me. I want to get on my knees for her and go to town on my woman. Feel her dripping all over my face as I eat her, and holy fuck . . . an orgasm charges through me as I imagine getting her off.

“Gonna come so hard.”

And then I’m shooting jets into her mouth, and she sucks it down. I pant, and moan, and writhe, and don’t think I’ll ever be sane again.

But then suddenly I am of sound mind and body, because I know, with perfect clarity, what needs to happen next. “Get on my face, pretty girl,” I say. In seconds, she’s shoved off her karate pants and undies, and she straddles me, lowering herself to my mouth.

This.

Her pleasure. Her sweetness. Her intense arousal. With my hands gripping her hips, I move her over my mouth, my tongue, my lips, guiding her as she fucks my face. She covers me, and I swear I’m in another realm. She’s paradise to me with her delicious, wonderful, fantastic pussy that tastes so fucking good parked on my face.

“Oh God, I’m gonna come on you,” she cries out.

And with her orgasm alert, she’s there, all wet and hot and wild. Her hands brace on the mat above my head as she rides me into her sweet abandon, fucking my face like it was put on this Earth for her pleasure.

It didn’t take her long, but that was just enough rest time for round two. After she comes down from her high, I flip her over. She’s the one pinned, and that’s how I want her.

“Now who’s flat on her back?” I wiggle an eyebrow as I grab her knees, push them up her chest, and slide into her hot, tight pussy.

“Oh fuck,” she moans, arching her spine as I push deep in her, bracing on my arms, my palms by her shoulders. Like that, I take the reins. She’s been the star of the show, sucking my dick and riding my face, and now I want to be the man on top. Fucking her. Taking her. Having her. Making sure she knows how much pleasure I can bring her.

As I sink into her hot center, she lifts her hips, rocking her sexy little body up against me.

“Spread your legs for me,” I tell her. “Nice and wide. I want to watch as I fuck you.”

With a carnal moan, she opens her thighs even wider for me. I watch where our bodies meet, just fucking stare as my dick fills her. “Look at us,” I say huskily.

She follows my gaze and trembles as she stares at my cock, gliding in and out of her. “We look hot, Wyatt.”

I bring my thumb to her swollen clit, rubbing it as she watches me stroke in and out of her pussy. She turns even slicker as she stares. I lower myself, my chest pressed to her beautiful body as I rub her clit. “I can’t stand it,” I grit out. “I can’t fucking stand how much I want you.”

Then she shudders and digs her nails into my ass. Her head falls back, her neck exposed, and she shatters. She falls apart beneath me, coming and crying out, and shouting, “Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god.”