“You are so hot.”
He laughed which made the muscles move more and I could have gotten lost in staring at them. My eyes drifted lower to where his cock was pressing against me, the head standing proud from between my legs. I tentatively reached my hand down and let my fingers dip into the slit, collecting the pearl drop before sliding down the length and back up. His body was a statue above me as he let me explore.
“I want to taste you,” I whispered, a little worried it was the wrong thing to say. Especially when he groaned and dropped his head between his shoulders.
“This may really kill me,” he muttered before rolling to the bed next to me. He supported himself with an elbow and used his other hand to stroke himself slowly. “Are you sure?”
I cocked an eyebrow but was unable to look away from his hand. “Are you?”
He breathed a laugh. “Am I sure that I want you to suck on my cock? Yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m going to love it. I’m just praying I last through it.”
I shifted off the bed to my knees between his legs. Pushing his hand away, I replaced it with my own and held it tall before bringing my mouth to the tip. My tongue dipped inside the slit and I pressed my lips to the top.
“I’ve never done this before,” I confessed, even though it was no secret.
“It may make me a caveman, but I can’t tell you how much it pleases me to be the first dick you suck on. It does something to me to know I’ll be the first one inside that pretty mouth of yours.”
I held him still and slid down his length as much as I could before sucking hard and pulling back. “Is that okay?”
“Hell yes. More, Alexandra.”
I smiled at his pained tone before returning to his cock and repeating the process. I used my hand to stroke where my mouth couldn’t reach and stopped every once in a while to roll my tongue around the head. He tasted salty and I became fascinated with how hard his length was and how soft the head felt when I pressed my lips to it. He groaned the most when I rolled my tongue along the back, so I did that more.
“Oh, God. Stop. Please.”
Scared I’d done something wrong, I pulled back. Maybe I’d read his sounds wrong and they were actually pain instead of pleasure.
“Alexandra, I’m going to come in your mouth if you keep going. And I’d really like to be inside you when I do that.”
“Oh.”
He stroked my cheek and smiled. “Yeah, oh. You’re really fucking good at sucking on my cock. Now come here.”
He helped me stand and pulled me on the bed so my head rested on the pillows. We still hadn’t pulled back the covers and I laid there completely exposed. He reached in the drawer to pull out a small bottle and a condom but froze when he turned back to the bed.
“You are so fucking gorgeous.”
My skin flushed hot at his praise and I fought to not squirm and cover myself. The way his pupils dilated almost swallowing all the green made it easy. He climbed between my legs and sat back on his heels, taking time to roll the condom over himself. That move shouldn’t be as erotic as it was, but it held me entranced.
His hands moved up my thighs, easing them apart, but not forceful. When he reached my core, he slid his thumb up and down my slit, rolling around my clit. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” I jerked from his touch, still sensitive from the orgasm he’d given me.
“You probably won’t come.”
“It’s okay.” When he wouldn’t look at me, I said his name to get his attention. He needed to know how much I wanted this. “Erik. I’ve already felt so much pleasure with you. The fact that I get to choose you is more than enough pleasure for this.”
He nodded, his whole body tight like a man on the edge of losing control. He reached past me for the bottle and flipped the cap. “I want to make this as good as I can. The lube will help.”
He squirted some on the head of his covered cock and stroked himself. Then he put some on his fingers before tossing it aside and moving his hand between my legs. One finger slid in easily and I thrust up to meet him. He moved in and out and my hips had a mind of their own as I shifted restlessly on the mattress.
“Erik,” I whimpered.
He added another finger, moving his thumb to roll across my clit, stretching me. He only fingered me for a few seconds before adjusting himself over me, lining his cock at my entrance. I could feel the brush of him against my opening and only for a moment, my body stiffened remembering how close I’d come to being raped, but I quickly shoved it aside, staring up into his eyes, getting lost in his safety.