“Boxers…”
Her voice is breathy, and that turns me on even more.
She scoots to the edge of the bed as I pull them down, too, kicking them out of the way as I stand in front of her, my cock so hard that precum is already beading at the tip. I can feel how warm my cheeks are as she takes me in, and as I drop my eyes to the floor, she reaches out and trails her fingertip along my thigh.
“Can I taste you?”
She bats her eyelashes up at me as she says it, and my knees almost buckle.
“I-I don’t know how long I’ll last, I wanna be able to?—”
“That’s the point, Tate,” she tsks, placing her hands on my thighs as she slides from the mattress to her knees on the floor, and my heart practically jolts from my body, “if I make you come now, you’ll last longer the second time around.”
I might actually die. Each bat of her lashes, each twitch of a smirk on her lips, each time her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip, is like a nail in my coffin.
“Oh,” I say, but it’s barely audible as I gape down at her.
“Is this okay?”
I nod frantically. “Y-Yes, more than?—”
The words fall silent on my lips as she wraps her fingers around my cock, and my hips jerk involuntarily at her touch. I can see how hard her nipples are against her thin shirt from this angle, and my cock throbs at the sight. As she takes her tongueand licks up my shaft, my head falls back as a moan leaves my mouth, my hands squeezing into fists at my sides.
Nothing has ever felt so good.
Except that isn’t true, because she takes me in her warm mouth andthat… That feels unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. She sucks on the tip slowly, bobbing up and down further each time, and I grit my teeth as I lift my head to gawk down at her, but a whine slips out anyway.
When she flicks her dark eyes up at me, taking me all the way in, I whimper so loud that I should feel embarrassed, but I can’t think about anything other than how good this feels.
And then she suddenly pulls back with a loudpop, and I groan at the loss of her mouth on me as she peers up at me, swollen pink lips curving into a smile.
“Put your hands on me, Tate.”
I freeze, like my body is glitching, because it is. I realize now that I have no idea what to do with my hands; they’ve just been fidgeting on either side of me.
“On my head, in my hair,” she guides me with a soft voice, “wherever you want them.”
Very hesitantly, I bring my hands to her head, running my fingers through her hair gently as she stares up at me, and as she lifts my cock toward her mouth once more, I tangle my fingers in her dark strands, preparing.
“Like this?” I rasp.
She nods. “Good boy, Tate.”
And then she takes me in her mouth again, and this time, I guide her with my large hands knotted in her hair. She takes me so deep that my hips are stuttering, the breath getting stuck in my throat each time as I choke out my moans.
My fingers tighten without thinking, and her moan reverberates down my cock, straight to my balls, which tighten immediately.Shit.
“I’m g-gonna come, Maeve,” I whimper, mouth agape as I watch her swallow me down. “I can’t take it anymore, I’m gonna?—”
She doesn’t let up, instead she sucks faster, stroking me at the same time, and…Fuck. I can’t stop it. My orgasm washes over me as my hips jerk, pushing my cock farther into her mouth as she swallows every last drop.
Oh my fuck.
I can feel my heartbeat everywhere, at every pulse point in my body, can even hear it in my ears. My chest heaves as I try to steady my uneven breathing, coming down from my high that I wish I could soar on forever. Maeve stands up from her position on the floor, and as my eyes meet hers, she gives me a small smile.
“How do you feel?” she whispers.
“I…” I shake my head, unsure of what to say. A laugh bursts from my lips, a quick one, as a smile breaks out on my face.
