Another slow roll of my wrist has him rocking against my palm. The coiling energy within me is pent up and I make sure to push it all into him in one heaping shove.
“Fuck, Kara. Please.” He holds my head in his hands, pulling my hair but not forcing me where he wants me most.
My name is a rasping sound that circles the room and sends a tingling feeling all through me. I love the angsty way he always says my name.
After a few more drawn out seconds, I push his boxers down his throbbing length. With a smile, I kiss the tip of his dick. I hold his gaze and he’s committed to holding my hair back to see every second. His rapt attention burns across my features. My tongue swirls over the smooth tip, taking my time tasting him. As my lips wrap around his length, gliding down him as far as I can go, he gives a growling groan.
My palm works up and down his shaft until his tip hits the back of my throat. My eyes flutter closed as my thighs shift, thinking about him there, hard and throbbing. I refocus that coiling energy back into him. I feel it flood through him and he fists my hair hard as his hips thrust against my mouth.
And after only a few short minutes, warmth seeps across my tongue and he stills beneath me. I suck hard making his breath even more ragged when I swallow.
“Fuck, that was embarrassingly quick.” He releases my messy hair and pushes his hands over his face.
I lick up his shaft before rolling my tongue across my swollen lips, and he watches my every move with hooded eyes.
“That—” He pulls at my hand, bringing me down against his chest. His lips press slowly against mine. His eyes are wide with amazement. “I make you feel all that shit?”
I nod. “So much more.”
He groans.
“Never do that again.” Another slow kiss presses to my lips.
“What?” I can’t help but kiss him back, the demanding energy in me swirling once again. “Why not?”
His arms wrap around me as his tongue flicks leisurely against mine.
“Because if that’s how good I make you feel, I don’t ever want you to give it away.” His eyes hold mine. “If I had known that’s what it really felt like for you, I would have made it my job to fuck you every single day. Promise me you’ll never give that feeling away. Don’t waste it on me. Promise me you’ll keep it for yourself.”
A small smile tilts my lips as he kisses me like I mean the world to him.
I make no promises though.
