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My mouth tilted up for a split second in a smile, I tried to suppress it, but it was no use. I grinned widely.
“I love when you do that.” His words were sweet, but his tone was rough and gritty.
I’m sure that most women in my position, literally in my position, would assume he was talking about giving him head, but I wasn’t so sure. Also, if he was talking about the tongue thing, I wanted to file that move under winner, winner, chicken dinner so I asked, “When I do what?”
“Smile like that.” His fingers grazed my scalp like he was giving me a head massage. “You start to smile, stop yourself, but then smile even wider. I call it your smile tick. I love when you do that.”
Smile tick?It wasn’t until he pointed it out that I even realized that I had a smile tick. I tried to tell myself his observation wasn’t a big deal, but it felt personal. Really personal. No one had ever mentioned it before, and until he did, I wasn’t even aware of it.
That had to mean something. My heart was exploding like the sky on the Fourth of July but I ignored my emotional celebration and focused on the task at hand, or in this case the task in hand.
“Do you love when I do this?” I asked a split second before I wrapped my lips around him once again and slid them as far as I could before he hit the back of my throat.
“Fuck yes.” He fisted his hands, pulling my hair just enough to send tingles racing straight down my spine to my center.
I ran my tongue along the underbelly of his throbbing, heavy erection and made sure to keep my lips suctioned tightly around him. I used my hand to move up and down, working in tandem with my mouth. His skin was velvety soft, but his body was like a steel rod. I lost myself in the sensation as he slid in and out of my mouth. I forgot all about technique as my hand gripped and stroked him.
It wasn’t until I heard his breathing was growing shallow and loud and I felt his balls once again go high and tight that I remembered the book said when that happened to concentrate your efforts on the tip because that was the most sensitive area when he was close to climax.
Before I found out if that was actually the case, Cash bent over and lifted me up off the ground. When my feet hit the floor, he rested his forehead against mine as he looked like he was trying to catch his breath.
“Damn,” he rasped.
“Was that good?” I asked, a little out of breath myself.
“It was too good. I was about to come.”
“Really?” I smiled widely.
“You look surprised,” he chuckled.
“That was the first time I did that,” I admitted.
“It was?” He lifted his head and stared down at me.
“Now you look surprised,” I chuckled.
“You just didn’t seem like a beginner.”
“I studied.”
His brow creased. “You studied?”
“Yeah, I read a book.”
“A book on how to give blow jobs?”
I nodded. “It was written by a gay guy so I figured that he would know what he was talking about.”
“Was I the first guy that you, put your studying in practice with?”
“Yeah, I told you, I was a virgin.”
“Darlin’, you can be a virgin and still give a blow job.”
“Well, I didn’t.” I shrugged. “Before you I’d only gotten to second base.”
“Who? Who did you go to second base with?”
