“W-we should clean up,” Cade said, almost shyly.
I looked down at him and shook my head. “Are you serious?” I asked.
Cade blanched as if he thought I was actually angry with him. “What?”
“We’re not done,” I told him. I pulled out of him, sighing as I left his warmth. Cum spilled out of his hole just a little as I moved back, and I swore under my breath at the sight. God, he was so hot. It almost wasn’t fair.
But there was something I’d been wanting to do for him since earlier – something I would have done if we hadn’t been interrupted by the new mini-avalanche coming down on top of us.
I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to try it now.
I shimmied a little further down the bed until my head was level with his waist, and then looked up at him as I took his still-hard dick in my hand. It was hot from both the heat of the nearby fire and the physical activity we’d been doing – not to mention that he was so hard it was like his dick was straining to jump off his body.
I could help with that.
I slowly lowered my mouth towards it, wondering only for a brief moment what he was going to taste like before I found out.
Warm, soft, skin over a rock-hard muscle; a slightly salty flavor that hit my tongue all the more when precum burst from his head; a texture that I liked way more than I had expected to.
And to top it all off, I was looking at his face when I took him into my mouth, and I saw that he was so turned on it was almost painful.
He watched me for a second and then threw his head back on the pillow with a hiss. He gasped out loud as I experimentally moved down, seeing how much of him I could take. For a moment I almost gagged, unused to the feeling of something in my mouth like this, and then I remembered to breathe through my nose and the urge died away. I took a second to adjust and then carried on, managing to take him almost the full way down his shaft.
So, I could do it. That was interesting to know.
I began to bob my head up and down the way girlfriends had done it for me in the past, trying to remember how good it felt to have them do certain things. I kept my head tilted up a little so I could watch Cade – though I could hear him well enough even if I’d had my eyes closed. Every movement I made elicited anahor anohor a wordless cry that rose up to the ceiling.
I stuck out my tongue and traced it over his head, relishing every curve and line of him, holding his base with just my thumb and forefinger. I shifted and moved my whole fist around his dick – it left me with just enough length to get a good suck of his head so I could move my tongue over it at the same time as bobbing up and down, moving my hand just a little at the same time to keep the sensations going for him as much as possible.
Every sound he made left me wanting to suck him deeper, faster, and taste him more. Precum leaked directly onto my tongue as I licked him up and down, smelling a delicious musk from his body that was totally different from any girl I’d ever been with. It was exciting. Exotic. But not in the cheap kind of way that new experiences often had about them – the novelty only with no depth behind it.
No, this was exciting in theI think this might be my new addictionkind of way.
I wasn’t used to the motions – my jaw was getting sore. I pulled my mouth off him a moment and worked him with my hand the same way that I had done yesterday. “Oh, fuck, Red,” I murmured, watching him twitch and moan under my hand. I ran my free hand over his stomach and chest, touching him and feeling his heated skin. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Cade made a sound that I could only describe as a whimper in response, his hips straining under my hand. I lowered my head and took him into my mouth again, giving him what he needed.
I sunk him into my mouth as far as I could. It felt so good to do this for him. He’d made me cum with his beautiful body, giving me everything, not afraid or ashamed to give voice to what he was feeling. He’d even given me dirty talk, even though I could see it was unusual for him.
The least I could do in return was give him his pleasure back.
I had one hand free. I reached down with it, under my chin and lower, and found the small pool of cum that was dripping out of his ass. I touched my fingertip to it, swirling the fluid around his hole, feeling him jump and jerk under both my hands and my mouth, almost out of control.
“Ah – Aiden – s-stop – I’m going to –”
I looked up and met his eyes. He was going to cum. He didn’t think I would want him to cum in my mouth. I held on gamely, rubbing my finger in circles as I bobbed up and down on his hot dick, keeping that eye contact.
He seemed to crumble in front of me, eyes going wide and jaw tense, before the dam burst and everything went slack – and his dick pumped spurts of cum into my waiting mouth, dumping it across my tongue and giving me the full salty taste of him. I swallowed it down as I let him out of my mouth with a pop, making sure I didn’t miss a single drop.
I sat back, stroking his dick lazily a couple more times to help him ride the aftershocks, wiping a hand quickly over my mouth in case there was anything lingering there. I watched him pant for breath and come down, such a beautiful sight. It was like he was glowing. Everything about him seemed to turn pink from his cheeks to his chest to his dick.
“Fuck, Red,” I said, shaking my head as I looked down at him. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”
“So you keep saying,” he said breathlessly. He seemed to stir, think better of it, and then rest back against the pillows again. “Isn’t it lunchtime?”
I chuckled. “Probably. Why – built up an appetite?”
“Something like that,” he panted, and I grinned. I slapped the side of his thigh slightly, then got up from the bed.
