That’s the moment it all clicks.
When I fucking know.
She has never tried this before.
I sense it.The apology in her voice.That uncertainty in her touch.The way she tried too hard, as if she was mimicking something she saw, not something she’s ever done.
Sam is a virgin.
I trace the edge of her jaw with my thumb, slow and steady, grounding her.“Just do what you were doing.But softer.Slower.”My voice is rough, coaxing, not commanding, and yet still lined with authority she clearly responds to.
Her breath trembles, but she nods, biting her lip as she looks down at me.Her hand shakes just slightly as she wraps it around the base of my cock again, fingers tentative but eager.
“Kiss it,” I tell her, my tone dropping lower.“Right on the tip.”
She leans in and does just that, pressing her mouth to the shiny crown.My abs tighten at the contact.Her lips are soft, uncertain, but the effect is immediate.
“More,” I rasp, my voice catching on the heat curling low in my spine.“Kiss it the way I kissed your pretty little cunt earlier.”
Her cheeks flush, but she obeys.
She opens her mouth and licks slowly across the tip, slow this time, letting her tongue swirl around the head with the lightest pressure.The kind that fucking wrecks me.A small drop of pre-cum glistens, and she laps it up, her tongue flicking out again to taste me.
A soft sound escapes my throat.I give myself a slow stroke, guiding her through it.
“Good girl,” I murmur, my voice ragged.
I gently press my hand at the back of her head and guide her forward, enough for her to take the head into her mouth.Her lips stretch around it, tentative but willing.
“That’s it,” I grunt.“Give me more of that tongue.”
She hums against me, swirling her tongue as if she’s trying to memorize the shape of me.
And fuck, if she keeps doing that, I won’t last long.Not when I’m showing her exactly how I like it.
“Fuck,” I groan, head dropping back for half a second.It’s like I’ve gone to cock heaven.
Her mouth’s so wet and tight, lips stretched wide around me.I pull back with a grunt, almost all the way out.The sight of her, on her knees, eyes glassy, lips slick with saliva and me.
Christ.
“Do you know how fucking sexy you look right now, Red?”
She pulls away, but I thrust into her mouth.
My body coils tightly.My control begins to unravel.
“Christ, I want to fuck your perfect face,” I grit out, jaw clenching.“You’d let me, wouldn’t you?”
She doesn’t respond.Instead, she just looks up at me with those wide, innocent eyes as her mouth moves around my cock—lips slick, tongue teasing.
And that look… damn, that look nearly destroys me completely.
She likes this.Watching me lose control.
A feral sound tears out of my throat as I reach down and twist her hair around my fist, pulling it tight.The messier she gets, the more fucking perfect she looks.
“Hold still,” I growl, voice breaking.“Let me use that mouth.”
