Hands on my hips, he lifts me to sit on the bathroom counter, falling to his knees in front of me.
I tense.
Justin freezes.
“What is it?”
Licking my lips, I swallow hard. “I’ve never—I’ve never been with a man before.”
His eyes flash with heat and possession as he leans down to kiss my inner thigh. “You mean this is all mine? No one has ever touched you here?”
I shake my head.
“Christ.” He takes a deep breath, looking up at me from between my thighs. “Say the word and I’ll stop. I don’t want to pressure you.”
I shake my head again. “I’m not going to tell you to stop and you’re not pressuring me.”
He lets out a low curse and the next thing I know he’s running a finger up and down my slit, spreading my arousal before leaning in to kiss me there. “You feel that ache, baby?”
I nod, biting my lip.
“I’m going to take care of that for you,” he says, applying pressure to the tight bud that begs for his attention. Then his finger moves lower, pressing the tip in and out, teasing me. His eyes lift to mine. “I’m going to save this for later though, when you’re ready, but right now I need to taste you.”
His mouth descends on a single quest to destroy any preconceived notions I have about sex.
This isn’t sex.
This is something entirely different.
His warm tongue devours me, sucking and licking and bringing me to the edge of ecstasy. Something in my belly tightens and I moan with pleasure. Justin lifts his head, his wet lips stretching into a wicked grin. “You gotta keep quiet, baby. We don’t want Pop to hear you.”
I nod. “It—it just feels so good.”
“I’ll make you feel even better, baby, just hang on.” Justin reaches over and grabs a clean washcloth, handing it to me. “Here, put this in your mouth. I’m about to take you over the edge, and I have a feeling you won’t be able to control yourself when I do.”
Blinking, I do as he says, biting down on the washcloth as his mouth descends but this time with a lot more vigor. The whiskers of his stubbly cheeks scrape my inner thighs, and I shiver as his tongue dips low, pushing in and out of me slowly before dragging his tongue back up to deliver all of his attention to the one spot I need him the most.
My hips buck, seeking something, anything.
More.
A tightening in my lower belly becomes more intense and my hands move to his head, shamelessly holding him in place as he lashes my flesh with his expert mouth.
I let go and succumb to the enormous feeling that’s been building inside of me. I moan around the terry cloth in my mouth but it sounds like a growl, and I am now so grateful for Justin thinking about it, because otherwise, Pop would surely have heard me screaming his grandson’s name.
Embarrassment heats my cheeks but it’s quickly forgotten when Justin does exactly as he promises and pushes me over the edge. Stars dot my vision as I fly weightlessly through the sky, streams of beauty and light surrounding me. Justin continues his assault, slowing his efforts little by little as I flutter back down to the ground.
He gets to his feet, pulling the cloth from my mouth and kissing me hotly. I can taste myself on his lips, relishing in the erotic moment.
His lips meet my cheek. “So fucking beautiful.” My neck. “I could watch you come all day.”
“Is that what it always feels like?”
His voice rumbles with a deep, throaty laugh. “Yeah and it gets a hell of a lot better,” he replies, pressing his erection into my thigh.
I don’t know much about pleasing men, but with him, I certainly want to try. Only, I have no idea how or where to even start. I just know that I want to make him feel as good as I do right now.
I want us to feel this way together.
