Chapter 16
Louis
The way Tanner looks at me as we come down from our laughter high makes something stir in my chest. And, to be clear, also in my pants. God, the man is fucking gorgeous. The mood changes suddenly, and his expression goes from light to intense in the blink of an eye.
“Come here,” I say softly. “Sit beside me.”
He smiles that adorable half smile he gets and knee-walks the short distance to the couch from where he’s sitting on the floor. He stands and makes like he’s going to straddle me, like he did at my apartment last week after the rest of the team left, but I don’t let him, steering him instead to sit on the cushion beside me.
The surprised look on his face is adorable. I lean over and kiss him quickly before I get up, standing in front of him for a moment while he gazes up at me. His icy-blue eyes turn darkwith lust when I drop to my knees before him, reaching for the button of his jeans with my good hand.
“Jesus, Lou. Are you sure about this?” he asks. His concern for me is sweet, and I have to admit there’s a part of me that loves how he wants to take care of me—to make sure I’m feeling okay. But right now, I’m a lot more concerned with getting his goddamn jeans off and getting his dick into my mouth. I may never have done it before, but I’ve never been afraid to try new things.
“I’m very sure I want your dick in my mouth,” I say with a sly smile. “The only thing I’m not sure about is how I’m going to get those goddamn jeans off you with only one hand.”
He lets out a laugh before lifting his hips and sliding his jeans and underwear off together at once, leaving him naked from the waist down, his long cock hard as iron, pointing up toward his abdomen.
I look at him for a moment, part of me wanting to draw this out as long as possible, but the impulsive part of me, the part that wants to make sure I never miss out on anything good, is in the driver’s seat at the moment. So, maybe it’s not the most well-thought-out move I’ve ever made, but I want him so much, want to give him the same kind of pleasure he’s given me twice now, that I can’t make myself hold back. I lead forward and take his entire cock into my mouth all at once.
Or at least I try to.
He doesn’t have a chance to react before his cock hits the back of my throat and triggers my gag reflex.
I pull off him, coughing, but since I’m not the kind of guy who gives up easily, I shove my mouth onto him again, determined to make this work. But just as quickly, I choke again, and I have to pull off him, spluttering, and more than a little embarrassed.
Tanner reaches down with one hand, cupping my chin and angling my face up so he can meet my eyes. “Lou, it’s okay. Don’t try to suck me so deep. Focus on the head at first. That’s easier.”
I blow out a frustrated breath through my nose. “But I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel.”
He smiles, his calloused fingers playing gently with the shell of my ear. “Babe, anything you do will feel fucking amazing. I promise. It’s you—how could it not feel fantastic?”
I swear to god, those words make me blush. For the first time in god knows how many years, heat rises in my cheeks, and I almost feel bashful as he smiles down at me. I should probably be more embarrassed, but then I remind myself he’s right: it doesn’t really matter what a girl does when she’s blowing me. The fact that she wants to give me pleasure is a huge turn-on. Especially if I can tell she’s enjoying herself.
So right there, I decide that while I might not be able to give him the most skilled BJ of his life, I can probably give him the most enthusiastic. I mean, top five at least.
So on my third try, I don’t take him all the way into my mouth. Instead, I run my tongue up and down his full length, licking him like he’s a popsicle. I place a line of hot, open-mouthed kisses from his root to his tip, loving the way he threads his fingers into my hair and curls them into a fist, tugging just enough to cause pleasure, not hard enough to sting.
“God, yes. Fuck, that feels so good,” he murmurs. And then I pull the tip of his perfect, beautiful cock into my mouth. Is it weird that I think his dick is beautiful? I don’t know if that’s a thing—I’ve sure as shit never thought anything like that before—but to me, his dick is fucking gorgeous.
I get my mouth around the full head of his dick, my lips stretching around him, and surprisingly, I like the way it feels. I like the way the smooth skin of his cock rests heavily against my tongue. I give it a tentative suck, and when he lets out a pained-sounding groan, I do it harder, while at the same time moving my tongue around, using it to play with the underside of him.
“Oh fuck, Lou,” he groans, his hips lifting off the couch, forcing him a bit deeper into my mouth. But I’m still good with it, so I keep sucking.
He lets out a groan when I pull off him to give my jaw a rest, but instead of pulling back, I nuzzle into him, inhaling the scent of his musk deeply into my lungs. And fuck it's sexy. I’m hard as nails in my jeans, but since I’m operating with only one good hand, I guess it’ll have to stay there for the time being.
I lick at his balls, which are pulled up tightly into his body, and he lets out another sexy groan. After I’ve spent a few moments playing them with my lips and tongue, I want his cock in my mouth again, so I move back up and take him, deeper than I was before, but I’m careful this time not to take too much.
“Oh, Jesus, fuck, Louis, fuck, that’s so good, baby,” Tanner babbles, and it unleashes a weird sense of pride inside me. I fucking love making him feel this good. And if I’m being honest, I’m feeling pretty damn good myself.
I slide my one hand up his thigh from where it’s been resting, using it in tandem with my mouth to jack him off while I bob over him, moving up and down his length, working to get as much of him into my mouth as I can.
Moments later, the muscles in his thighs and his pelvis start to tense up, and he tightens his fist in my hair. “Fuck, Louis, I’m gonna blow, so you need to pull off, baby.”
But then I realize I want to taste him. I find it so much hotter when a woman swallows, so I brace myself as he arches his back off the couch and shoots come into my mouth as I keep sucking him.
His dick twitches over and over as he comes, shooting his release into my mouth, and I swallow it. I’m not gonna lieand say it’s delicious or anything, but it’s not terrible. I would absolutely do it again.
When he’s finally spent, he pushes gently at my shoulder, still gasping for breath. “Stop, I’m too sensitive,” he gasps.
