“Ready for the main course?” I sit back, between her spread legs and reach for her tits. I cup them, knead them through the lacy bra. They’re not big but they’re round and fit nicely in my palms. I thumb her hard nipples. “Ready for me?”
“Do I get to taste you, too?” Her eyes glitter.
My breath catches. “Do you want to?”
“Oh yes.” Her eagerness makes my chest tighten with anticipation. She licks her lips, and I groan.
Damn. I practically tear the buttons off my shirt as I fumble with them, in a hurry to get it off me. Then her hands are on my zipper and I groan again.
“Shit, I’m…” I have to stop and take a deep breath, control myself. “I’m so close,” I finish and am glad when she resumes unzipping my pants, pushing them down.
I need this. Need her. She’s damn sexy and if I manage not to scare her off…
“God, you’re sexy,” she whispers, and her voice is like a fuse behind my balls. I grab my dick and squeeze, panting.
“So are you.”
“You kinda look like Thor in the movie. All you’re missing is a massive hammer and… Oh wait. I think I found your hammer.”
Her hand taps the head of my cock, and I moan, so fucking close.
Then I throw a hand back to brace myself when she bends over and takes my dick in her mouth.
She doesn’t do any of the tricks previous lovers of mine have tried. She doesn’t seem to have much practice with blowjobs, but her mouth is eager, her eyes bright with enjoyment, and it’s as if everything about her pulls me closer, pulls my body tight until I’m riding a fine edge, not sure I can hold back any longer.
I fist my hands, driving my nails into my palms and bite the inside of my cheek, wanting to prolong this pleasure, the sensation of her tongue swirling under my dick, her hot mouth sucking me deep.
But then her hand wanders down to my sack, cupping my balls and squeezing, and holy fuck, how did she know? She really likes to try things out, and God, I love her, and oh fuck, I’m gonna come.
Can’t stop it.
It’s over embarrassingly quickly after that. I can only moan and shake as my dick spasms and my balls empty themselves, pleasure rocking me to the bone.
She draws back. “Kaden?”
I moan, unable to form words just yet. Worse yet, she blows on my half-hard dick, and although I feel like I’ve been turned inside out, it twitches, rearing for more.
Jesus.
“I want to try,” she whispers. “Those things you like. Tell me what turns you on.”
“Hailey…” Fuck, I don’t know. I opened up to Eva, and then she ran away screaming. “We don’t need to do any of that now.”
“Tell me,” she insists and runs a hand over my jaw, rubs a finger over my lips. There’s excitement in her eyes and her nipples are hard where I’m still touching them. “I want you.”
Fuck, this girl… She’ll be the death of me, I swear. I scrub a hand through my hair that’s falling over my face. “You sure you wanna know?”
She nods.
“Fine. I like watching you get yourself off. I like some role play. You know, to have you dress up.”
Holy shit, she’s staring at me. This isn’t going well, and damn good thing I haven’t undressed yet because I’ll probably have to show myself out.
And still I forge on, because once you get started… “I like playing with your ass. With your asshole.” I look away, grinding my jaw. “I like spanking your ass, penetrating it. I like rubbing my cock over your tits and coming on them.”
She says nothing, and I decide I’ve had enough of this shit, so I make as if to get up.
She grabs my hand, tugs on it, and leans in. Shocked, I let her kiss me.