He grasped her cheeks in his hands and gave her a chaste kiss. “I’d be honored to.”
Nicolas sat back on the bed. “Where are you most comfortable? On the bed or?—”
Emily dropped to her knees on the floor.
His pupils dilated. “Fucking hell.”
She positioned herself into the space between his legs after she widened them.
He studied her, his eyes darkening again. They raked from the top of her head to her legs which were bent in a seated position.
He nodded to his crotch. “Take me out.”
Her hands were quick to make work of his pants. She took out his strained member after unzipping him. Her throat bobbed at the sight. He was painfully hard, precum leaking from the tip. And he was big, so big that she started wondering how the hellthatwould fit inside her mouth.
He smoothed his fingers through her hair before gathering it back, wrapping it into a fist. “Lick it.”
Her heart thumped in excitement. He was making her feel so centered. As if he’d approve of anything she did. It made her feel safe to explore.
Her head leaned forward as her tongue came out. It swirled around the tip, inciting a groan from him. She licked a path from the base upward. He let out a shudder. It gaveher the courage to shuffle closer, both her hands pressing into his muscular thighs.
Nicolas leaned back on his elbows, watching her with lowered lids. “Put it in your mouth.”
Emily did as she was told and swallowed him. He sucked in a sharp breath and grunted. “Fuck, baby.” She tasted the saltiness of the bead of precum but continued taking him, until she was almost all the way down.
“Slacken your jaw some more. I know you can take it.”
The flustered eagerness in his voice pushed her to the edge. Emily was willing to do anything to please him. She wanted to give him so much that her head went further down until she took all of him.
“Jesus—fuck, baby, that feels so good.”
She looked up and when their eyes met, his was swirling with unfiltered lust. A moan left her, making his jaw drop with a silent, “Fuckkk…”
She began to suck, her fear slipping away at the sight of his unraveled state.
“Oh, Em, you know exactly what the fuck you’re doing. And you’re doing it so well, baby. Touch my balls while you suck me off.”
Her hands moved from his thighs to grab him at the base and tug there. He groaned and she repeated the act, much to both of their pleasures. His hips started moving in tandem with the motion, back and forth, slipping his cock in and out of her mouth.
He blew out a breath, his hands tightening around her hair. “Dio, this is amazing.” His free hand came up and brushed at her cheek. “You’reamazing. So fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth. Keep going. Just like that. Make your husband come.”
Emily whimpered, feeling her arousal grow at hispraises. She’d never felt so empowered, so appreciated doing this.
“You like that? You like me calling you pretty? You like me telling you to make me come?”
She tried to nod with much difficulty. He took himself out of her mouth with a pop before massaging her jaw and demanding, “Answer me.”
She gasped a little. “Yes, I like it.”
Nicolas made a sound close to a growl. He looked at her, glassy-eyed as she caught her breath, then he cupped her cheek.
His eyes softened. “You’re everything and more. Don’t you ever assume otherwise, okay?”
She licked her lips. “Okay.”
He catalogued the movement. “You want to continue?”
“Mhm, I want to make you come.”
