Page 105 of Property of Rattler

“This okay?”

Her face is flushed, her breathing has sped up in anticipation. “Mm mmm.” It’s as if she doesn’t want to use words.

Experimenting, trying to find a good angle, I start working her clit, strumming, seeking the action and rhythm that most makes her react.

“Tell me, babe. Tell me where. Tell me what you like.”

“There, right there.” She gasps as I find the right tempo and spot. Then she lowers her face into my shoulder, and her hips start to buck into my hand. “God, Rat…”

“Flynn,” I growl. “Though God works too.”

She chuckles, then sucks in a sharp breath. “Flynn, I…”

Yeah, that’s the right place.I can feel her stomach muscles tightening under my arm. I strum faster, she gasps in air, holds it…

“Give it to me, darlin’. I got you.”

“Fl…y…nn.” She draws out my name on a scream.

Her body’s pulsing beneath me, I keep stroking, gently bringing her down, until her hand shoots out to cover mine. “Enough, it’s too much.”

“You’re fuckin’ beautiful when you come,” I say, reverently, meaning every word. Withdrawing my hand from her panties, I suck my fingers into my mouth. “And you taste fuckin’ fantastic.”

Her innocent eyes open wide. “Flynn!” Then she shakes her head, and leans over to kiss me again, but pulls back after our lips have met for too short a time.

“Let me do something for you now.”

“You want to make me come?” As I stare up into her face, I have the thought that any red-blooded man would have.I’d likethat mouth around my dick.But it’s too soon for that. “You want to feel my dick in your hands?”

She fixes her eyes on mine, then moves her hand down my body, this time sliding it under the sheet. When her hand slips inside my boxers, I tense. When she reaches lower and places her fingers around my dick, I suck in air. Her movements are tentative, I stretch down, cover her hand with mine, and teach her the pressure and action I need to get me off.

Showing she’s a quick learner, I soon leave her to do it herself, throwing my head back and closing my eyes, enjoying the sensation. It’s made one hundred times better because this is Ames. Although the situation’s half-assed to hell, she might already be legally mine on paper, but now it’s her I want to claim.

Then the warmth of her body leaves me.Oh fuck, what have I done? Have I pushed too far?My mouth opens to issue an apology, but the words stall and my eyes open wide, as she’s only moved to inch herself down my body.Fuck, no, or rather, fuck yeah. She isn’t, is she?But hell yes, she does. Her mouth replaces her hand around my cock, and I’ll be fucked if I’m not seeing stars already.

Using both her hands and her inexperienced mouth, she bobs up and down on my dick then experiments by licking under the glans. Every movement she makes has me tensing in the most delicious of ways. Lopsided, only being able to put weight on one elbow, I prop myself up so I can watch her. Fuck, what a turn on, seeing my dick disappearing between her lips. And then, she fucking swallows. And all the time her hands are wanking that length of me that she’s not yet brave enough to try to get into her mouth.

“Ames,” I warn. “I’m fuckin’ close.”

Instead of discouraging her, my words encourage her. She increases her speed, runs her teeth teasingly around the head ofmy dick, then sucks, taking more than I expect of me into her mouth.

I’m not made of iron. And that it’s Ames sucking me off turns me on more than any of the more practised mouths that I’m used to. My head falls back onto my pillow as tingles start running down my spine.

“Ames,” I warn her again, my voice hardly sounding like mine.

But she keeps going, and like a volcano about to explode I reach boiling point. I draw in air, unable to breathe for a moment as cum shoots from my balls and out through my cock, and into her precious mouth. The very thought that it’s her taking everything I can give her keeps me coming. My hips buck, pressing my cock deeper into her mouth, but she doesn’t stop. And my God. Her swallowing my cum? Best feeling I’ve ever felt.

And when I finally deflate, and she sits up, her hand wiping my cum from her mouth, I blurt out, “You’re the fuckin’ best ever.”

She smiles, but as my feelings of elation dissipate, pain returns to my body. Perhaps it wasn’t the best idea to be physically active so soon. Even the action of my lungs expanding to take in the much-needed air hurts my bruised ribs.

“Flynn,” she cries out. “You’ve gone pale. Are you alright?”

As I’m simultaneously panting and groaning, I manage a sated smile. “Best fuckin’ day ever. But hell, Ames. Could you just crawl into bed, and hold me?”

She does. We snuggle for a moment, then, when my breathing has returned to somewhat near normal, she hesitantly asks, “Did I do it right?”

“Darlin’, if you’d done it better, you’d have fuckin’ killed me.” In fact it might be debatable whether she might have. My whole body is screaming. I’d tensed muscles that were already too sore. But it was fucking worth it. “I can’t wait to taste you for real,”I murmur, trying to take my mind off the pain by imagining if the sample on my fingers was anything to go by, eating her out certainly won’t be a chore. My mouth waters as I think about it.