He widens his eyes to dinner plate proportions and then hums against my lips, sucking my tongue. I guess that’s another first for him.
“Let me do something for you,” he says.
I don’t need him to, but maybe he does. “All right. Tell me how you want me.”
Confusion flits through his eyes, but it’s gone almost as fast as it came. “Sitting, if that’s okay?”
I prop myself against the headboard, legs parted.
He leans over me, one hand on the far side of my hips, and grasps the root of my cock with the other. My breath catches in my throat. He licks my length,weaving his tongue in a rounded zigzag pattern. By the time he reaches the top, my cock forgets its fatigue, becoming stiff and engorged. He turns his face, looking up into my eyes, and stretches his lips wide and takes my cock into his mouth. Not just the head, he takes the whole fucking length like a goddamn pro, until his lips are touching his fingers. Well, fuck. I had not expected Flynn to be able to deep throat. He bobs his head up and down, while creating swirling patterns on my rigid length with his tongue. He sucks so hard, it hollows his cheeks out, creating pressure that makes me cross-eyed.
“Oh, fuck, Flynn. That’s amazing.”
He smiles around my cock. He hasn’t broken eye contact with me once. As much as I want to tip my head back, close my eyes, and enjoy, I won’t look away from him either. I want him to see how much I love what he’s doing. It must be written on my face plain as day. I resist the urge to thrust into his mouth, even though I want to so much.
Just when I think he can’t do anything else to surprise me, he moves his hand away from the root of my cock, and swallows my length right down to my groomed pubic hair. He uses his now free hand to cup and squeeze my balls.
“Oh, fuck!” I grip the sheet with one hand and his hair with the other. “Oh, baby, that’s so fucking good. But—” It's hard to talk between pants. “I don’t want to come like this.”
He twitches his eyebrows together.
“Want to have the energy to make love to you. To come inside you.”
He relaxes his brow.
“Just a little more, baby. I’ll tell you when to stop. But, oh, fucking hell, I’m enjoying this so much.”
I wait until I’m on the brink of an orgasm, my balls heavy and tight, my groin tingling, my cock almost unbearably sensitive. Then I cup his face and stroke his cheek.
“Stop now, baby.”
He pulls off my cock and sits upright, although still leaning on his hand, and stares at me.
“Well, aren’t you full of surprises?” I ask.
He blushes. “It wasn’t that good.”
I pull him to me so I can kiss him hard, tasting myself on his lips. “Please tell me you’re just being humble. You mustknowhow good you are at giving head.”
He looks away.
He doesn’t. Which means Billy never told him. Never praised him like I just did. Why the fuck not? I fist my hand around the sheets.
I cup his cheek again, encouraging him to look at me. “Any guy would fall over himself for a blowjob like that. Did you have fun?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You should only do stuff like that if you enjoy it, too. Don’t ever do something just because your partner demands it. You have towantto do it.”
“I wanted to.” He leans forward and kisses me. “I think I’d want to do pretty much anything with you.”
My heart flutters. “My turn. Kneel over me. Right here.” I tap my chest, slouching so I’m only half upright.
He gives me a quizzical look but does as I’ve asked. I put my hands on his arse and encourage him to come a little closer, so I’ll be able to blow him. His cock is at half mast, telling me hewasturned on by going down on me. I’ll get him hard in no time. I use my hand to get his cock into my mouth. Instead of moving my head, I use my hands to move him, encouraging him to thrust back and forth. I can’t take him right to the root. I’m good at blow jobs, but deep throating? It’s not a skill I’ve ever managed to learn.
He puts his hands on my shoulders, gripping tight as I encourage him to move faster and faster. I moan and groan around his length, flicking my tongue back and forth as well as sucking to add extra pleasure. His lashes flutter. He tips his head back, but not so far that he breaks eye contact. His eyes are so beautiful. The blue is paler than ever, yet dazzling with desire at the same time. If I didn’t have such a mouthful, I’d be telling him how gorgeous he is. How much I want him. But he must know that by now, right? Oh, fuck, I hope he does.
I suck and lick until a shiver runs through his body, telling me he’s close to coming. I stop sucking. Next, I stop using my tongue. Then I stop rocking his body back and forth, and release his cock from my mouth.He gasps and rocks forward, pressing his forehead against my shoulder.
