She’s onto us, abort, abort.
I squash the inner voice down, ignoring its trepid warning.
The words themselves hit me, harder than any punch I’ve thrown. My hand curls over hers, fingers entwining. I press my forehead to hers, breathing her in, letting the quiet of the house wrap around us. She leans in, brushing her lips along my neck again, teasing. I let out a slow breath, voice low and broken.
“You are kind of remarkable, Sera.”
Her hands slide up to my shoulders, a gentle tug, her eyes locking on mine.
“Teach me, husband,” she whispers. “Teach me what you like.”
I catch her gaze, burning, relentless.
Fuck. I fucking love it when she calls me that.
Slowly, I stand, still holding her, and she wraps her legs lightly around my waist as I maneuver us to our bedroom, heading out to the balcony doors. The cool night air hits us as I push the doors open, a breeze tangling through her hair, the city lights twinkling below. We step out, the railing cold under my hands, but her body pressed against mine is warm. I tilt her back just enough to kiss her, tasting the warmth of her lips, letting her respond, let her hunger guide her. Her hands press into my shoulders, sliding up, down, over the curves of my chest and back, and I can feel her tremble, lost in the press of us. My own hands roam freely, cupping, holding, memorizing the way she molds against me. We’re both quiet except for the sound of our breathing, the faint hum of the city below, and the pulse of ourown desire. Her eyes flick to mine, daring me to push further, to teach her what I like.
“Get on your knees, baby,” I demand.
I watch her hesitate, the smallest tremble in her fingers, the heat in her cheeks painting her even more beautiful. She’s leaning toward me, curiosity and desire flickering in those storm grey eyes, and I can feel the pull—the gravity of it, the magnetic thread I can’t resist.
“You want me to teach you?” My voice is low, rough, careful, and she nods, tiny, urgent, full of trust as she lowers herself down, first to one knee, then to two. Her eyes lift to mine, wide, innocent, and full of heat, waiting for me to guide her, to show her the next step. I let my shirt slip from my shoulders, the fabric falling open, leaving me bare against the heat between us. My hand moves up to her jaw, tilting her head slightly, feeling the soft pressure of her skin under my thumb. Her eyes meet mine, wide and waiting, and my chest tightens at the trust in her gaze.
“Undo my belt, baby…” I murmur, my voice low, almost a growl. I don’t rush her. I let her take her time, let her feel the power she has over me. She licks her lips as she fumbles with the buttons on my jeans, slowly tugging them down. My heart races as she cups me through my boxers, before slowly lowering them too. My cock, now level with her face, glints in the shallow light coming from the bedroom. The light reflecting off the silver bars. My first blow job since I got the piercings and I am so fucking ready for it. I run a hand through her hair, twisting into a gentle but firm hold.
“Kiss it, Dove. Make it wet.”
Make it wet
Shut the fuck up.
Her cheeks flush, but she follows my instruction, nodding her head, and leaning in, swirling her tongue over the tip, licking up the pre-cum. I moan, my voice deep.
“Good, baby. Now the shaft,”
Don’t neglect the balls.
My pulse races, my abs tightening when she steadies herself.
“With a hand, I want you to gently stroke and caress my balls. Start light, teasing.”
If she grips them and rips them like a Beyblade, I am going to fucking blame you.
She nods and I let her carry out her mission. I lose myself in the feeling of her lips, how her eyes keep flicking up to watch my face.
“Okay, open your mouth wider, use your tongue and suck.”
Jesus fuck. My cock fucking jump when she licks my piercings.
“Fuck, baby. You feel fucking incredible. Do you think you can take some more?” I grit out, voice husky. She hums, the vibration going straight through me. I look down at her on her knees as she takes more of my cock in her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby. Keep your eyes on me. Fuck—”
A string of saliva drips from her mouth.
“You taste good.”
NEW ACHIEVEMENT AND KINK UNLOCKED, “YOU TASTE GOOD.”
