Page 31 of Reese’s Protection

He stared at me in a trance when I swooped down and captured his lips. I explored his mouth with my tongue until I was forced to pull back and drag oxygen into my lungs.

“Please,” he panted, brow pinched.

Who knew what he was begging for? I had no intention of touching his cock, though, so I took a step back and lifted off my shirt. I wasted no time making this a sexy striptease because my dick had been aching since I’d gotten the cuffs on him. I tossed my socks, and he grinned at me, but the heat was still in his eyes and his hips were rocking, thrusting his cock against thin air.

I sat down on the couch and spread out. Arms along the back. Thighs wide. “Come here and be my cockwarmer,” I ordered, voice a low rumble in the quiet room.

He grunted and leaned forward as if he’d been punched, and I swore his cock jerked and bobbed. I winced when his knees hit the floor with a loud thud, but he shuffled closer and went after my dick in a flash.

“Oh fuck.” I gasped as he closed his lips around my cockhead like he’d never had one in his life. He was starving for it. I wanted to thrust, but the look of pure bliss on his face kept my ass firmly planted on the couch, gritting my teeth against the fire of his lips and the pure joy he was delivering to my dopamine receptors. Adrenaline pelted through me. I fought to keep my caresses light as I rested my hands along his back and gave him a gentle massage.

It was all so fucking good. My toes curled and waves of pulsing heat sliced through my abdomen.

“Yes, that’s it. Your mouth is exactly what I need to feel good.” I had no idea what would make this better for Reese, so I kept up a running commentary of how I loved it when he swirled his tongue or swallowed me deep. “Yes, keep going. You’re a sexy, tattooed kitten when you do that,” I said with a moan as he struggled to lick my cockhead without the use of his hands.

I didn’t help, just let him chase me, and when he got my cockhead between his lips and sucked, I shuddered. He pulled back to lick again as a rush of precum surged out of my dick, making a thick bead on the tip.

“Oh!” He slurped on my cockhead, which maybe wasn’t the sexiest sound, but the way his face flushed and he smiled around it had my gut twisting with sparks of need. And then, a high-pitched noise flew out of him, even though he didn’t drop my cock. A splash of heat hit my calf, then another. He whimpered in time and his hips jerked.

“Fuck, you’re coming.”

He moaned and took my cock farther into his mouth, eyes closed in bliss.

It took the strength of Superman to tug my dick out of his mouth, and his eyes flew open.

“No, why?” His shoulders hunched.

“Shh. Just moving you. Come on. I want you on the couch.”

He gave me a relieved smile and nodded, and I lifted him under his arms to help him move up and get situated with his head on my lap.

“Where are you at? Is this good? Are we at green?”

He stared up at me with a frown, and then my words must’ve gotten past the sex haze because he smirked. “Green. Greener than green. Neon green.”

Snorting, I teased my cockhead over his lips. “Open up. You get to have it as long as you can stand it tonight. All you can do with those cuffs on is love my dick.”

He whined and lunged for my shaft as much as he could.

I gasped, rested a hand on his shoulder, and pounded a couch cushion with the other.

The heat.

The suction.

It was so fucking good.

He had perfected blowjobs to an art form since we’d gotten together, knowing just where to swirl his tongue to get me to unload my balls into his mouth. I bit the tip of my tongue to give me something to focus on so I could hold off. The pain almost wasn’t enough to do the job.

Everything was too good because the game I’d wanted to play required me to be able to stay in his mouth all night. I struggled to stay still and not thrust. I didn’t want to lose my load in him yet because then it would be torture for me. Too much suction on my cock right after I came would be hell. Or would it be heaven? I bit my bottom lip and screwed my eyes shut.

Reese whimpered, then cried out a low, amazing sound. I peeled my eyes open and glanced at his cock. Sure enough, fresh cum glittered in the soft light of the living room. He’d gotten off again just from sucking my dick. Pleasure and pride rushed through me.

“Are you still okay?” I stroked his hair back from his forehead, and he nodded. His eyes were closed and he was in heaven. My cock throbbed and ached. I was definitely in hell trying to hold out.

I fumbled for the TV remote and turned on some show about tornadoes and how they formed. The guy narrating was named Charm, which was strange. I had no idea if it was good or not because it was simply noise for distraction. I didn’t really see the screen even though my eyes were open. He suckled lightly now, content—since he’d gotten off twice—to just hold my dick there.

“You’re a good cockwarmer,” I said, voice scratchy.