Any thoughts Reid has about my apartment’s shitty plumbing seem to go right out the window. His eyes zero in on my exposed chest, piqued nipples. He’s on me in a second, hands exploring, backing me up toward the shower.
I pop the button of his jeans and push them to the floor. His boxers join a moment later. We step under the spray but the hot water barely registers. My skin is on fire already as Reid traces down the curves of my hips to cup my ass and bring our hips flush.
I gasp as his cock presses into my stomach, warm and pulsing between us. Before he can take the lead, I drop to my knees.
He mutters a curse as he stares down at me before him. Looking up at him from this position, he looks like a dark god. Broad shoulders, tattoos carved over rippling muscles, eyes partially hidden behind strands of dark, wet hair.
My fingers dig into his powerful thighs as I adjust. “I want to do this,” I say, voice small but unwavering. He’s made me feel good so many times that I want to do it for him.
“Take your time,” he says.
His cock is eye level, hard and straining. I hold him with one hand while steadying myself against his thigh with the other. His cock seemed huge before, but up this close, it’s intimidating. I give him a few strokes as I build up my courage.
But I don’t want to hesitate. Don’t want to let my inexperience show. I want to feel him, taste him. I part my lips and suck just the tip into my mouth. Reid twitches, then lets out a long sigh. His taste is unlike anything I’ve ever had before. I flick my tongue in his slit, earning another moan from him. I do it again, and again, before sucking a few more inches into my mouth.
I lick and suck, trying out whatever feels right and repeating things that pull a reaction from him.
“Here,” he says, grabbing one of my hands. He brings it to the base of his thick cock and wraps it around. He covers it with his own, then twists. “Just like this.” He shows me how to stroke him just the way he likes. Once he’s satisfied I’ve got it, he removes his hand and weaves it into my hair. “That’s it. Keep going. You’re doing so fucking good.”
I take him into my mouth again but keep my hand twisting. My head bobs over his length as I try to take him inch after inch deeper. He’s heavy against my tongue.
My knees twinge and my back starts to get stiff from the position, but when he groans deep in the back of his throat, I don’t care.
His eyes are hooded with lust as I blink up at him through my lashes. A lazy grin forms on his face, and he cups my jaw, brushing his thumb over my cheek. “Keep looking at me. Yeah, just like that.”
I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock, earning another groan. His head falls back against the tiled wall, hair wet and raining droplets down onto my own. The cords in his neck strain, and if I wasn’t so busy on my knees, I’d be on my tiptoes tracing them with my tongue.
My jaw begins to ache, but I don’t stop. Not as his fingers tangle into my hair and his grunts become deeper. I work totake him farther into my mouth. He hits the back of my throat, making me gag, but I keep going.
“Fuck, Penny.” My nickname on his lips sends a shot straight to my already pounding core. I fist the base of his cock, twisting my hand the way he showed me, and take him to the back of my mouth once more.
His body goes stiff beneath my touch. There’s a burning on my scalp from where his fingers fist my hair but when I look up at him, it fades away. Eyes thrown shut, face twisted in pleasure, jaw clenched trying to keep himself quiet, Reid comes.
It hits the back of my throat and I ease back a bit. The rest coats my tongue, which I swirl around his tip.
“Christ,” he murmurs, thighs shaking. I keep going and his grip tightens on me again. I smirk up at him as I let his cock drop from my mouth. His cum is salty and hot, but I swallow every drop. He watches my throat work with the movement, a satisfied look on his face.
“That’s my girl,” he says softly, fingers now soothing the burn on my scalp from where he pulled my hair.
His praise washes over me like the warm spray against my back. Still holding his cock with one hand, I lick his slit to catch the last bit dripping out. He curses, cock twitching.
“Get up here,” he demands. His hands loop under my arms and he pulls me to my feet. My knees twinge after kneeling on the hard floor, but he supports my weight as he pulls me in for a searing kiss. His tongue dances with mine, uncaring of the fact that I just had him in my mouth.
There’s something so utterly sexy about that.
I place my hands against his chest, his heart racing beneath my palm. It steadies me. His hands drift down toward my ass, kneading the flesh with his strong calloused fingers.
My clit begs for his attention, my core clenching around nothing. I never got the appeal of giving a blowjob before, but seeing Reid come undone at everything I did to him…
It makes me want everything and more with him.
We could take this all the way, and my body is screaming at me too. But my head puts a halt to it. Reid must feel the shift because instantly his hands move from my ass to my neck, cradling my head with gentleness I didn’t know he was capable of, and kisses me again. Not a kiss to try to further things, but a sweet one. An understanding one.
I want it to be him.
And it will be.
But there’s still that small part of me that is waiting for him to disappear.
