“Shit, oh fuck.” He’s panting, flushed from chest to hairline. “I didn’t mean to. I was trying to hold it. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come in your mouth, but what you did was just so hot andmerde.”
I blink, stunned, still holding his release on my tongue,tastinghim. If he didn’t look so gutted about it, I’d probably laugh, but he looks like he thinks he’s ruined something. I rise to my feet slowly and cup his flushed face with one hand, tilting his chin until his wide, dazed eyes meet mine.
His lips part instinctively, and I keep my thumb on his chin, pressing to urge his mouth to stay wide as I open mine, letting his cum drip from my mouth to his. My hearthammers and my cock twitches as a single strand catches on his lower lip before vanishing down his throat.
Luc swallows without hesitation, his eyes never leaving mine.
Fuck.
I’ve never seen anything more devastatingly hot in my life.
“Looks like you still need to learn some manners, baby,” I murmur as my thumb strokes the flushed curve of his cheek. “We warn each other before we come into each other’s mouths.”
“Yes,” he breathes. “I’m sorry.”
My smirk is slow. “You’re forgiven.”
I kiss him deep, tongue and heat, and the taste of both of us still clings to our mouths. He melts into it, gripping my waist as if he needs the contact just to stay grounded.
When I finally pull back, Luc is flushed, panting, pupils blown wide, but before I can move away, his hand catches my wrist.
“Let me apologize with my tongue.”
I blink, taken off guard by the shift in him. “You sure?”
Luc swallows, but nods. “Yeah. I mean, I wanna know what it feels like and whatyoufeel like.”
I take a step back to give him space, and he rises from the bed, standing tall and bare in front of me, before slowly sinking to the floor.
Luc kneeling in front of me is chaos in my bloodstream. My thighs tighten with restraint as his hands rise to the waistband of my sweats. He looks up for permission, and I nod, breathing shallowly.
He tugs them down slowly, reverently, and my cock springs free, already hard and aching. I sit back on the edge of the bed, right where he was moments ago, and watch as he inches closer on his knees.
Shite, I’m not going to last long either.
Luc’s lips begin their exploration of my skin, kissing and nipping everywhere around my pubic area, everywhere except where I’m dying for him to go.
His nose nuzzles into my dark, trimmed hair, inhaling before he exhales a groan. He glances up at me, and I try to smile reassuringly at him, but I’m so fucking hard, so close to the edge, it’s hard to keep myself still. I don’t want to guide him or rush him, especially at the beginning. He needs to move at his own pace, and I’m not about to ruin that.
“I don’t know what to do.” He pants, looking up at me with his mouth open and tongue sticking out.
Unless he asks.
I reach down, pinching his tongue gently between my forefinger and middle finger. “There’s no need to rush,” I murmur, then tug lightly. “Start by licking it.”
I let him go, and he nods before he licks a hot, wet stripe up the underside of my dick, making me groan. Hooded blue eyes flick up to mine, a cocksure grin tugging at his lips.
Should’ve known that the nerves wouldn’t last long with him.
His tongue flicks out again, still a little tentative, so I reach out to grip his hair and give him the words I needed to hear. “Good. Do it again.”
He licks again, firmer this time, dragging the flat of his tongue up the underside like he’s testing my reaction, and I definitely react. My hips twitch slightly, and he makes a sound, almost surprised.
“What a good boy you are.” I run my fingers through his hair, petting him as my cock glides along his tongue.
His lips close around me, and his tongue laps me up. I have to fight the urge to thrust into his mouth.
“You likethat?” he asks, lips brushing the base as he finally grabs me.
