“Stay still,” she murmurs against my skin, her breath making me shudder.
I’m about to lose my fucking mind. The pain in my balls is almost unbearable, a deep throb that pulses with my racing heartbeat.
“Please,” the word slips from my mouth before I can swallow it back and pretend I still have some shred of dignity left. I don’teven recognize my own voice. It’s stripped of every defense I’ve ever had. “Bells, please, I—”
I can’t even finish the sentence because my brain has shut down, every thought centered on her and her mouth, with the desperate need tightening more and more in my gut. And for the first time in my life, I’m reduced to begging for a girl who has me completely at her mercy. And she fucking knows it.
She finally wraps her hand around my cock, her fingers gripping my shaft, and the sound that escapes from my throat is inhuman.
“Fuck,” I gasp, my head falling back against the pillow as every muscle in my body tenses. Her mouth is on me, hot, wet, and absolutely perfect, and I swear I see stars behind my closed eyelids.
The heat of her mouth engulfs me, her lips sliding down my length, and the sensation is so intense, so overwhelming, that my entire body shudders. My cock throbs against her tongue, pulsing with need, and she takes me deeper.
“Jesus… fucking Christ Bells,” I manage to choke out, my hands flying to her hair, tangling desperately in the dark strands. Not to control her, or force her, simply to hold on to something solid before I completely fall apart and lose myself entirely.
She takes me even deeper, her mouth stretching around me, and my hips involuntarily buck, driving up into that wet heat. She doesn’t pull away, gag, or protest. She hums around me, and the vibration shoots straight up my spine, nearly overwhelming me.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I babble now, completely incoherent, words spilling out without thought or filter. I don’t even care. “This is…oh fuck.”
Her tongue performs an utterly sinful act, swirling around the head before flattening along the underside as she moves her mouth up and down, creating a rhythm that makes my toes curl.The pressure is perfect, and the wet slide of her lips and tongue produces obscene sounds in the quiet room that only intensify my arousal.
My grip tightens in her hair, anchoring myself as pleasure floods through me in relentless waves.
“Oh my God, yeah, like that,” I groan, my voice completely stripped raw. “Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop.”
She doesn’t. She takes her time, alternating between slow, torturous pulls that make my cock throb desperately in her mouth and faster movements that make my vision blur at the edges. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire, concentrated in this one singular point of contact where her mouth meets my aching cock.
I’ve had plenty of girls give me a blowjob before. But not like this. I’m utterly, completely at her mercy, and every second of buildup, every moment she made me wait and beg, has me so tight I might shatter.
And I fucking love it.
“Bells, I’m… ” I try to warn her, my thighs trembling uncontrollably, my entire body coiled tight. “I’m close, I’m so fucking close—”
She doubles down, taking me deeper, sucking harder, her tongue working along the underside of my shaft, and I’m gone.
“Bells, I’m… ” I try to warn her again, my voice breaking completely, my thighs shaking. “Fuck, I’m gonna—”
I come hard, my entire body seizing, every muscle locking as I empty myself into her mouth. My cock pulses against her tongue, throbbing with each wave of release, pumping into the wet heat of her mouth as pleasure crashes through me so intensely I can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t do anything but experience it.
My hand is fisted so tight in her hair I’m probably hurting her, but I can’t let go, can’t do anything but ride it out as my cockcontinues to pulse, spilling everything I have into her willing mouth.
She swallows it all down, every fucking drop, her throat working around me, like it’s nothing.
When I finally regain my senses, I’m gasping for air, my heart pounding so hard against my ribs I can feel it in my throat, and I realize with absolute certainty: I’m so fucked.
She releases my cock with a gentle pop.
I stare down at her, chest heaving as I try to catch my breath, and something hits in my chest. Something unfamiliar, something I can’t name that seems too big for my body, as if it’s going to crack my ribs from the inside.
She’s looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, her lips swollen and red from my cock, her hair a complete mess from my hands, and I don’t know what this is.
This sensation is new to me. This weight in my chest makes it hard to breathe for reasons different from what we just did. This need to pull her close and never let go. This terrifying, overwhelming sensation that causes my heart to beat too fast.
I reach down, my fingers trembling a little as I gently brush them over her bottom lip. It’s swollen from what she just did, and soft, warm, and wet under my touch.
“Bells,” I murmur.
I trace the curve of her mouth slowly, watching the way her lips part slightly under my touch, still glistening. My thumb drags across her bottom lip, and something cracks open inside me. Something I’ve kept buried beneath casual hookups, dirty talk, and walking away before anyone could get too close.
