Oak, Sophie - Away From Me (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free

would take care of her. He always did. She dropped to her knees, the hard wood of the gazebo just another sensation to be had.
    “You know what I want, pet.”
    His voice was seduction in and of itself. She couldn’t refuse him when he used that voice on her. Her hands trembled as she undid his belt and unbuttoned his slacks. It didn’t matter that anyone could walk up on them. That thought just made her wetter. It felt so good to want something. His big cock sprang out as she pushed his boxers out of the way. She sighed as she saw the pearly drop already leaking from the slit of his dick. She couldn’t help herself. Her tongue came out. She ran it across his head, gathering the pre-cum. It was salty on her tongue. She wanted more. She lightly pulled just the head of his cock into her mouth, milking him gently for the salty stuff.
    “Damn it, Gaby,” he growled. “Suck me.”
    His hands came down, tangling in what was left of her hair. She briefly bemoaned its loss. The new pixie cut was chic, but she’d only gotten it out of necessity. She remembered how Cal loved her long hair. He would wrap it around his fist and gently direct her. Now, he struggled to get a hold of it. He managed and pushed his cock into her mouth as he pulled at her head.
    She let her tongue whirl around his silky, hard shaft. She relearned the shape and feel of him. She let him guide her, sucking hard along him. He pushed her, tunneling his way to the back of her throat, then groaned as she fought him. She hollowed out her cheeks when he tried to pull out.
    “God, you give the best head, Gaby,” he muttered.
    She turned her eyes up. He was looking down, watching his cock fuck her mouth. His eyes were hot as he peered down. His hips thrust forward. She checked her gag reflex and concentrated on breathing through her nose. She reached up and rolled his tight balls in her hands. He hissed, the sound pushing out between his teeth. She’d heard it so many times and knew exactly what it meant. He was close, so close. His cock swelled in the already tight confines of her mouth. It was only seconds before he would come. She couldn’t wait. When he was done, it would be her turn. He would pull off her panties and arrange her on the bench. He would spread her legs and feast on her pussy. It would feel so good.
    “I’m going to come, pet,” he announced softly, but with purpose. “That tight mouth of yours is too much. You’ll swallow me. Don’t lose a drop.”
    She would have smiled if she hadn’t had a mouthful of urgent cock. As if she would do anything else. She softened her throat. Callum groaned as she swallowed around him. He’d described it once as a soft, sweet vise around his dick. It was different than her pussy or her ass. The sound of Cal’s moan filled the gazebo and rolled over her, filling her with an erotic pride. He might not have loved her, but he’d always made her feel wanted. The first hot jet of Cal’s cum spurted onto her tongue. The taste was familiar, and Gaby heard her own throaty sounds as she struggled to push him as far as he could go. Gaby swallowed, not wanting to miss a drop. She sucked him while he softened. He pulled out of her mouth with a soft pop.
    She sat back on her heels, a little surprised. She drew in the humid air, struggling to catch her breath. Usually, he wanted her to lick him clean. It was a soft time she craved. He would stroke her hair while she ran her tongue along him. He would tell her how much he enjoyed her, how pretty she was. He said nothing now, merely tucked his cock in and zipped up his pants. He didn’t even lend a hand to get her off her knees. She pushed up against the bench to get herself into a standing position.
    “Thanks, sweetheart.” Cal’s voice made a mockery of the quiet surroundings, pulling her out of their intimacy. “How much do I owe you for the hummer?”
    “What?” It was penetrating her brain that he’d used her with no thought to making it mutual.
    His