I let a small smile play across my lips; he's really struggling. Time to give him something he can't fight against. I push my head forward and wrap my lips around the tip, resting my tongue on the bottom and letting my head push toward the base. I hear him suck in a breath, and I see his stomach muscles tighten. I slowly slide back toward the tip and then back down again, my left hand gripping his thigh, my right hand’s movements matching my mouth.
"Fuck," he bites out through breaths, and I have to pull my mouth off him so I can chuckle. He looks down at me. "What’s so funny?" he asks, his cheeks flushed and his eyes bright blue and full of desire.
"You, trying to control yourself. Relax and just enjoy what’s happening," I say, surprised by my own confidence. I don't wait for a response, I wrap my mouth around his dick and push my mouth all the way down, not being fully prepared as the tip hits the back of my tongue and I feel myself gag. I quickly pull off and cough.
Suddenly his hands are in my hair, wrapping it around his fist, then he tips my head back. "Careful." He licks his lips and smiles. "Do it again, only next time, flatten your tongue and tip your head a little back, it will help open your throat."
I nod and put my mouth on him. He stays still as I do as he instructed, flattening my tongue and tipping my head, and this time he gets all the way back to my throat. I go to move off, but he holds me in place. Feeling like I'm okay, I decide to run my tongue side to side across the bottom.
"Holy shit," he snaps, and I take that as a good thing. I feel small drops of warm fluid hitting the back of my throat, and I pull back slightly, just enough to swallow it down without completely choking myself. His hand tightens in my hair and the bite of pain makes me want to do more to him.
I take my right hand and cup one of his balls, and his body shivers as I slide my mouth all the way to the tip of the shaft and then gently slide it all the way back down, all the while rubbing his left ball.
"Jesus, Dragonfly, I don't know if I can hold off much longer," he tells me, but it only fuels me more. I move my hand to his other ball and rub that one too, as I slide my head up and down his shaft, each time moving quicker.
I feel his other hand grab the top of my head, his hands guiding me up and down his dick. His legs begin to shake, and his dick throbs as I go faster and deeper.
"Baby, are you okay? Please tap out if this is too much," he says.
But I shake my head, as much as I can with a mouth full of his cock and push my head all the way down. His dick hits the back of my throat, and he holds me in place. He cries out,“Oh fuck,”as his cock pulses and hot sticky cum slides down the back of my throat.
I try to swallow it all down, but it's just a bit too much, and spit and cum begin to drip from the corners of my mouth. He pulls me back and quickly pushes me all the way back down. I get a bit of a shock and squeeze his ball a little too hard, but that just seems to spur him on as he pulls me up and pushes me back down a few more times.
I'm confused, I feel like I'm finding it hard to breathe, and I feel like it's a little too much as tears form in my eyes, but at the same time I'm really enjoying it. I’m not sure it makes sense.
I think about tapping out, except I really don’t want to. I look up at him, his face is twisted in pleasure, and I feel that unmissable flutter in my stomach. I love seeing him like this, knowing that I can do that to him. I want to give him more.
I remove my left hand from his thigh and use both hands to cup his balls, rubbing at both as I try to pull away from his hand and push my mouth all the way down. I don't realise that he's watching me until I hear, "Oh shit,"and he yanks my head off him, dropping to his knees in front of me. "Baby, fucking hell, are you okay?" he asks, panicked.
His hands grab my face, his thumbs rubbing at the spit and cum that’s running down my chin. "Talk to me," he demands, as I suck in air, trying to catch my breath. I simply nod; I just need to breathe for a second.
"Words, Dragonfly, I need you to use fucking words. Are you okay?" His words are rushed, his voice clouded in worry.
I swallow the thickness in my throat and take a deep breath. "I'm okay. Calm down,” I tell him.
He drops his head, his eyes fixed on the floor. "I saw the tears and I was so worried. Did I hurt you?"
"No. I was surprised, I wasn’t really expecting that, but I enjoyed it. I wanted more," I tell him honestly. His lifts his head and watches me for a few seconds, but the worry is still there. "Max, please trust me. I really did enjoy it. I wasn't fully expecting to feel like I couldn’t breathe or that I was too full to swallow, but I was also not expecting to enjoy those feelings."
I let my eyes fall to his naked torso, as I try to take in all of his tattoos, and I feel my cheeks heat. "Max."
"Yes, baby?”
I blow out a breath. "I'm..." I bite the inside of my cheek, then look directly at him. "I really, really need to fuck you."
He smiles and stands, picking me up with him. He spins me and pushes me under the warm spray of the water. I shiver a little, this is way too cold for my liking, but I'm hoping he's going to heat me up very soon.
Chapter Forty-Nine
My heart is still racing from the shock of seeing her tears and thinking that I had hurt her when she was giving me a blowjob. But as I stand here watching the water run down her body, I'm hit with a sense of pride knowing that she feels confident enough to tell me what she likes or doesn't like and that she feels comfortable enough to tell me what she wants.
Goosebumps cover her body, and while I would like to think it’s from how turned on she is, I actually think she’s cold. I take a step closer to her and reach behind her, turning the dial up a couple of degrees warmer. Stepping back, I run my hands down her arms, my eyes watching my own movements.
I lick my lips just thinking about all the things I want to do to her. I reach her hands, then run my fingers along her stomach, and this time her body shivers from my touch and I smirk. I lean forward, placing a small kiss on her lips. Pulling back, I whisper, "I can't wait to watch you lose control." She licks her lips, before biting her bottom one.
"Max," she breathes out. "Please hurry up." Her tone is begging.
My eyes stay fixed on hers as I slide my fingers down to her pussy. I run my middle finger back and forth over the slit, she's already wet, but as I slide the tip of my finger inside I can feel her getting wetter. Pulling her closer to me, I slide my finger all the way in and then out, adding a second finger before sliding them both all the way in. She sucks in a breath and then grabs my shoulders to steady herself.
