He’s big—reallybig.
I know my experience is limited, but oh my…
I give him a few quick pumps, and his hips automatically buck.
“Fuck, Savannah. You’re going to make me come just like this.”
An idea forms in my mind—something I want to try.
“What if I want to make you come a different way?”
Luke dips down, his kiss is demanding. He swipes his tongue into my mouth as I continue to move my hand up and down his length. He pulls back an inch and growls, “I’m yours to do with as you please, Trouble.”
With a smirk, I drop to my knees. He stares down at me with a look of bewilderment.
I have no clue what I’m doing, so I act on instinct. Wrapping my hand around his base, I lap the tip, dipping my tongue into his slit.
Luke’s hand flies to my hair, urging me forward. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Taking his reaction as a good sign, I lick him again, but this time, I run my tongue along the underside of his cock. A white bead appears on his tip. Curiosity propels me forward, and I swipe my tongue over it, tasting his salty precum.
Luke moans. “Yes, Baby. Just like that.”
Wanting more, I take him in my mouth. His tip bumps the back of my throat, and I gag.
“Breathe through your nose,” he instructs as he pulls his hips back. When I do, he praises me. “Good girl.”
I shiver at the rumble in his chest, and need pulses through my body, causing my core to ache.
Luke continues to direct me. “Now relax your throat.”
I’m not sure I know how to do that, but I try to anyway.
He pushes his hips forward and holds my head in place, forcing me to take all of him. When my jaw aches from his girth, I breathe through my nose and try to relax like he said to do. His tip moves past my gag reflex, and I swallow him down.
“Holy shit,” he curses. He pulls his cock from my mouth and picks me up.
I try not to let the hurt show. “Did I do something wrong?”
“The opposite,” he replies with lifted brows. “You were about to turn me into a Two-Pump Chump, Trouble. That would’ve been embarrassing.”
Rolling my lips in, I attempt to hide my proud smile.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth for our first time.” His face is open and honest.
“Okay,” I consent.
“Tell me I can come in this perfect pussy.” Luke’s hand cups my center over my leggings, giving me the contact I’ve been craving, but I need more.
“Yes.”
“Thank God,” he groans. Luke reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his wallet. He produces a foil packet.
I place my hand over his. “If you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”
Luke raises a brow in question.
“I’ve only been with one person, and he was clean,” I clarify.
