He rains kisses all over my body. “Don’t ever doubt that I want you.”
I don’t think I can after this. The dress is bunched around my hips; I feel completely debauched but at the same time so,sogood.
I raise my torso until I can face him. His lips are flushed and wet, and lust burns in his gaze. He hasn’t come yet.
“I want to suck you off.” My own words stun me. I’ve never been so bold with my boyfriends before, but it feels right to tell Nicholas exactly what I want.
He curses under his breath. “You know what happens to good girls when they say things like that?”
I shoot him a mischievous smile. “Generally speaking, yeah. They get to suck their guy off.”
I slide down from the table and push him in a half-circle until we’ve switched positions. The tent over his crotch is huge. Grinning, I run my hand along it lightly, just giving him a tease.
His hips instantly jerk forward, bolstering my confidence. I try to pull my dress back up before I get down to business, but he stops me. “I want to see your tits.”
There’s naked admiration in his gaze, and I adore how much he loves what he sees.
I reach for his belt. A few tugs, clicks of metal and the hiss of a zipper later, I have his pants undone. I push them down along with his boxers. His cock springs out. I expel a stunned breath.
He’shuge. The hard thing I felt in the library—that I thought was his phone or something…This was it.I can’t even close my hand all the way around the impressive girth. And it’ll take more than two hands to cover the entire veined and pulsing length. The tip drips with clear liquid.
A tinge of trepidation skitters along my spine at his size. On the other hand, he made me feel so good, and I want him to feel just as good.
“Come here,” he says as though he’s sensed my uncertainty. Without waiting for a response, he wraps my hair in his hand and pulls me up, then reclaims my mouth. He kisses me, not with the out-of-control desire of a man dying for an orgasm, but with the tender care of a man who is kissing the only woman he loves.
Heat blossoms within me, and along with it, undeniable affection for him. This kind side is why I’ve been crushing on him all these years.
I kiss him back, then run my hand along his body, feeling the tautness in his muscles. He’s tight with lust, but holding back for me.
I don’t want him to.
I drop my hand lower until I can take his shaft. It throbs in my grip like a separate being. He moans, and I feel the vibration from his chest against mine. I pump my hand slowly up and down, run my thumb over the slick tip.
“I’m going to make you feel good.” I glide down his big, strong body. Then pull him into my mouth.
I barely take in more than the cockhead, and my mouth already feels full. The saltiness from his precum coats my tongue, and I relax my jaw and try to pull him in deeper.
Air shudders out of him. He watches me intensely, the tendon in his neck sticking out. The muscles in his jaw bunch and flex as I attempt to adjust to him. His cock twitches in my mouth as I move my head carefully, giving me time to figure out a way to take more each time and get used to his size.
His whole body quivers. I run my hand over one thigh in a soothing gesture, then bob my head. He’s hitting the back of my throat each time, but I don’t even have half of him in my mouth.
I tighten my lips around him, hollowing my cheeks.
“Fuck!” he says, tightening his grip on my hair until my scalp feels a slight sting.
His hips move. But he doesn’t try to shove his cock down my throat. He’s careful, thrusting shallowly, no farther than I’ve been able to take so far. I cup his balls, stroking them tenderly. I can’t believe howgoodthis feels to me. How much it turns me on to feel him lose himself in the ecstasy I’m giving him.
Now he’s laboring for air. His chest rises and falls hard and fast. His abs tighten. The rhythm of his thrusts is faster and a bit rougher.
But I love it. I adore watching him barrel toward the peak.
“Molly. Oh, Molly.” My name falls from his lips like a prayer.
I suck harder, run my tongue over his length with more enthusiasm.
His cockhead presses against the back of throat. He makes an incoherent sound as an orgasm breaks over him and he empties himself in my mouth. And I swallow every drop—another thing I’ve never done before.
When he’s finally done, I let him go, then kiss his belly.
