Thank God. “I’m not going to ask if you’re sure.” I climb into the bed beside her. As I pull the blanket over us, she rolls to my side, lays her head on my shoulder, and places her hand on my chest.
We lay like that for several minutes without speaking. I’m sure we’re both contemplating what happens next. I want to ask her if we can see each other again, but it’s not that simple.
She needs to finish college and focus on starting her career, and I’ve just inked a new deal with a partner I’ve courted for five years. This is not the right time for either of us. But the realization hurts my heart more than I ever anticipated.
Leaning up, she rests her head in her hand and her elbow on the bed. “Could we not make this melancholy or make promises we aren’t planning to keep?”
“Sure.” I nod. I appreciate her awareness of the situation, but it sucks she doesn’t feel enough of a connection to push for something more. Should I? Would she want to? How could we make it work?
She trails her fingers down my abs until she nears my swelling cock. When her hand clasps over my flesh, all thoughts disappear. The only thing registering is the touch of her delicate fingers stroking up and down my rigid shaft.
Even though we had sex moments ago, I want her again, and with a desperation, I’ve never experienced.
“Um…” She bites her bottom lip. “Can I tell you something?”
“Anything.” I want her to be an open book.
“I’ve never given a guy oral sex before.” Her face flushes.
I cock an eyebrow and study her. “Why?”
“Randy was very focused on the act of sex. God, this is humiliating.” She stares at the wall behind us. “He wanted to ‘get in and get out.’”
“That’s ridiculous.” How could he have been so careless in his interactions with her?
“He didn’t even like oral sex.” She frowns. “Which is what makes catching him with Bridgette seem so strange. What about her makes her good enough to share that type of intimacy with him? We were together for two years.”
I would love to meet this Randy in a dark alley and kick his ass. How could he have messed with her head so much? I place a hand on her cheek and stroke my thumb over her cheekbone.
Once she finally looks me in the eye, I say, “I don’t know what is wrong with him, but there is nothing wrong with you. You’re a beautiful woman. You have a heart of gold. And you are sexy as fuck.”
Her eyelashes flutter, and she closes her eyes. “Thank you.”
“Stop.” My voice is stern, but I want her to understand she’s a woman full of value that should never settle for less than first place.
Her eyes pop open. “What?”
“You’re still selling yourself short. You need to appreciate your worth. I don’t know what your relationship was like with Randy, but he was the one with the problem. Stop putting yourself last. Do what feels good to you, and don’t ever let someone else dictate to you what that is.”
“You’re right.” Her mouth curves into a grin. “So, are you willing to be my Guinea pig?”
I chuckle and put my arms behind my head. “I’m here for your enjoyment.”
“Really?” She stares in shock, and then her eyes travel down my body.
“Absolutely. I don’t want you to question for one second how sexy of a woman you are and using my cock as your experiment is no hardship.”
“Hardship.” She giggles and pulls the blanket off me.
Her eyes are glued to my throbbing erection, and my balls ache at her perusal. I don’t want to dictate anything she does, so I stifle my desire to tell her to hurry up. As her hand moves toward my pelvis, my dick twitches.
“Yum.” She licks her lips.
“Fuuck.”
“Do you like it?” Her hair brushes over my thigh as her mouth moves closer to my throbbing member.
“Like what?” My breath is ragged at this point, and my fingers itch to grasp her hair and fist the shiny locks of hair, but I leave them strategically placed behind my head and out of the way. I’m not ruining her experience by being too aggressive.
“Do you like oral sex?”
“Yes.”
She flicks out her tongue and runs it over the tip of my cock.
“Fuck, yes. I like it.”
“Yeah?” She looks up at me with a grin as she runs her tongue over the hard ridges of my veins. “How much?”
“Shit.” I groan. “You are getting good at this.”
“Do you like it as much as I loved your tongue working over my clit? Or your fingers sliding inside my hot pussy?”
“You’re playing dirty.” I throw my head back into the pillows. My control is about to snap, but I’m not going to fuck this up. Somehow.
“Yeah.” She giggles, and then sucks my cock into her mouth inch by glorious inch. Her tongue works over my flesh like she’s a pro.
This is her first time? She grasps the base of my cock and fists me as she continues to work faster over my shaft. The sound of her mouth moving over me is loud and grows louder by the second.
A low growl emits from her throat and vibrates around my flesh. Holy hell’s bells. My arms unlace from behind my head, and I dig my fingers into her hair. Her mouth pops off my dick with a loud smack. Her eyes are dark with desire, and a stream of spit is visible in the corners of her mouth. It’s so fucking hot.
“Pull my hair.”
“What?” I stare at her. What the what?
“Pull my hair and fuck my mouth.”
“Oh, fuck me.” Who in the hell is she?
She shakes her head. “No. Fuck me.”
No words can describe how I feel at this moment. I’ve finally met my match in and out of bed, and I can’t have her.
She crouches over me and sucks my cock back into her mouth. Grabbing her head, I fist her hair into my hands and guide her movements.
I start out slow, allowing her to get my rhythm. When she starts to fight the slowness of my speed, I increase my movements until the crown of my dick is hitting the back of her throat. With each thrust, she gags but takes me farther.
The sound of her rejecting me fills the room, and my thighs shake with desire, but I don’t want to stop. I want to stay in this moment for the rest of my life. I’ve never been with someone as enthusiastic and open about sex. How exactly am I supposed to give this up?
She leans up. “I want you to cum on my face.”
“Come again?” Did she say what I think she said?
“You heard me. Cum on my face.” She grins. “I’ve watched a lot of porn, and I think it’s hot.”
“Holy fuck,” I groan and grasp the base of my cock. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” She nods.
I climb out of bed and watch as she gets on all fours in front of me. Then, she sits on the edge of the bed. Seeing her like that is an unbelievable turn on. She places both her hands on my hips and stares as I stroke up my dick. I’ve never masturbated in front of anyone, so I’m not sure how easy this will be.
She licks her lips and bites down her swollen bottom lip. Shit. It’s not going to be a problem. My speed intensifies as I shorten the length of my strokes. My mouth hangs open, and my eyes roll back in my head. Too fucking much.