Knot So Lucky (Destination Love, #1)(64)

I can’t say for sure that I didn’t just scream his name, but if I did, neither of us understood it because I’m not sure I was even speaking English.

My lips quiver like I’m cold, but my entire body is warm. I stare up at him, breathless, taking him in as his cock moves slower and slower.

Crew licks the shine off his bottom lip, his eyes hooded as he stares down at me, releasing my legs, and they flop down on either side of him.

He’s not done.

Crew pulls his cock out of me, making me gasp before he moves off the side of the bed, standing and stroking himself.

Fuck, he’s so sexy, coated in my cum, his eyes drifting over my body. I swallow, catching my breath as he tilts his head.

“I told you I wouldn’t punish your pussy.” He sucks his bottom lip between his teeth and lets it drag out, taking long draws up and down his cock. “Because it’s your goddamn mouth that’s the problem.”

Crew steps back and crooks his finger, calling me to stand in front of him. Involuntarily, my hips rock because I’m fucking turned on all over again. So, I slink off the bed and stand on weak legs in front of him, inhaling harshly as he runs his hand over my breast and up my neck, forcing my chin and eyes to him.

He leans down and kisses me gently at first before he sucks my bottom lip, then lets it go harshly before whispering his words onto them.

“Put your mouth on my cock.”

My eyes close, a rush of pleasure hitting me before I walk my hands down his body and kneel in front of him.

Crew runs the tip of his cock over my lips, letting me taste myself, reminding me of the first time we did this.

“You don’t want to scream my name…that’s fine. But you’re still gonna fucking remember whose mouth this is.”

His fingers weave through my hair, gripping it before his dick thrusts past my lips.

The taste of his precum mingles with me as I suck and draw circles just under the rim of his dick with my tongue. Crew growls, pressing himself further into my mouth before drawing out and doing it again.

My hands find the sides of his ass, loving the way it indents every time he thrusts forward. And I moan, wanting him to know.

“You like that, baby? You like it when I fuck your face like the little slut you are?”

I nod before deep-throating him.

“Oh fuck.” He groans, his breath catching this time. “Your mouth is so good.”

Crew kicks into gear fucking my face, owning the rhythm as he uses my mouth. I hollow my cheeks, bobbing my head as he guides me forward deeper and deeper, making me gag on his cock each time he fucks my throat.

“Yes, baby, that’s so good. Suck that cock.”

Tears spill down the sides of my eyes as he hits my throat again, stealing my breath and then giving it back to me. His deep, heavy pants coming from above spur me on, making me drop my hand back to my pussy and touch myself, wanting to feel this with him.

“Goddamn, I like you dirty.”

He pumps faster and faster into my mouth, until his body begins taking over and racing toward the finish line.

Crew tugs me, grinding into my face, chanting, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” until his body tenses and he grips my hair unmercifully hard to hold my head in place.

Warm spurts of cum begin to fill my mouth, but Crew growls, spitting his words like an animal.

“Don’t you fucking swallow.”

My fingers rub violent circles over my clit as his cum pools in my mouth.

“I fucking mean it—don’t you fucking swallow a goddamn drop.”

As he finishes, he drags my lips using my hair down his softening shaft, tilting my head back so that I’m staring up at him, still rubbing myself, desperate to come again.

His voice is ragged and deep.

“Open your mouth like a good girl. Let me see my cum inside you.”

I’ve never felt so possessed, so deliciously degraded and fucking owned, until this moment.

I do exactly as I’m told, and I open my mouth to show him what he’s given me. The side of his lip tips up arrogantly as he wipes the back of his hand over his mouth, wiping away the spit on his lips.

“Are you my dirty whore?”

I nod against the force he’s holding my hair, rubbing faster.

“Is that pussy mine to do with what I want?”

I nod again, feeling the precipice.

“Does this mouth know who it belongs to now?”

I nod for the last time.

Because Crew tips my head back further as he leans over me and spits into my mouth.

“Now you can fucking swallow.”

I come. Hard.

Crew scoops me up off the floor, letting me cling to him as he walks us to the shower, kissing the top of my head and rubbing my back.

He doesn’t need a bet to make me delete my roster. His dick just did it for him.

“Hey,” I whisper. “Can you call the lawyer tomorrow because I think we should share custody of your cock. At the very least, I get it on holidays.”

Crew laughs, and I follow, but honestly, I’m only half kidding.





twenty-eight





“I fucked her into straight-up REM sleep.”





crew


I don’t know what time it is. I don’t care either.

All I know is that my body feels cold.