“Obviously, that’s in large part due to you.” He reached forward and felt my hard-on in my pants. “Mmm… Seems like it’s working on you just finetoo.”
As he stroked softly, his dick twitched in my grip, and I tightened my hold around it. He closed his eyes and groaned softly, and I pulled my hand back and licked it before stroking himagain.
“Fuck,” he moaned, and I couldn’t resist taking his mouth onceagain.
He was an expert kisser, reading my movements as he teased at my tongue with his own and nipped at my bottom lip seemingly at just the right moments. I figured he’d been with enough men to know how to work a guy up, and he sure knew how to make me feel like there was no greater joy in the world to him than tasting mymouth.
“I didn’t think you could get much harder, but damn,” I said as his girth continued stiffening the more I stroked it, trying to work it the way I might have worked my owndick.
“If you keep playing with it like that, you might get a surprise sooner rather thanlater.”
He hardly had a chance to finish his sentence before I kissed himagain.
God, he was fun, and hot, and my curiosity got the better of me as I crouched down on my knees, assessing his fullcock.
“Is that precum?” I asked, running my thumb over the head and collecting some of thedrippage.
“You gotme.”
I was too curious not to try it, so I pulled my thumb into my mouth. It had a niceflavor.
“Thoughts?” heasked.
“I think I might need a little more than that before I make my decision,” I teased, gripping his shaft and pumpinghim.
I glanced up, watching as Dax leaned back against the wall, staring down at me, smirking. As I pulled back, my hand reaching the head of his cock, I felt warmth against my skin and checked to see if he was precoming somemore.
“There you go,” hesaid.
I chuckled before tasting itagain.
I inspected my next challenge, thinking about my conversation with Ash, what I’d been so curious about. What would it feel like to have that thing between my lips? And why was my curiosity making me so goddamnhard?
However, as much as there was this thing in me that made all this feel so foreign, so out of my element, I knew I could push past my fear—hell, my whole damn life was about pushing past fear to do my goddamnjob.
I leaned forward and shifted my grip so that the underside of his cock was exposed, allowing me to lick up the middle. I figured I might not like it…or that it might be weird to taste a dick, but it was nice. More thannice.
As Dax’s moan timed with the sensation of his shaft pulsating in my grip, this primal instinct overtook me and I slid the head into my mouth, lapping up the precum that had collected on it. I didn’t go further than that, was trying to allow myself to mentally adjust to the idea. It was strange, it was unusual, and it was so damn hot, I could already feel myself leaking from the experience. I stuck my tongue out farther, feeling his shaft against it as I took more of it into mymouth.
Dax’s hand relaxed on my head, and he threaded his fingers through my hair. “Hey, hey,” he said, and I pulled his dick out of my mouth. “Get up here. I’m missing those lipstoo.”
I enjoyed a chuckle, pushing back to my feet. “Sorry. Had to get that out of the way. See what it waslike.”
“And?”
“Eh, I guess you have an okay cock,” I teased, and he burst out into a laugh before I kissed himagain.
“Let’s…go…inside.” His words pushed out between kisses as he seemed to struggle to keep away from me nearly as much as I struggled to keep away fromhim.
I didn’t resist him as he guided us in through the balcony door, and we found our way onto the sofa, makingout.
I felt like a teenager when I’d first started messing around with a girl I was seeing atschool.
11
Dax
What the fuckwere wedoing?
