“Then yes, you may.”
She reached for his pants again then stilled. “I should warn you.”
“Warn me about what?” He ran his fingers through her hair.
“I’ve, umm, only done this a few times. I’m not sure I’m very good at it.”
He tilted up her chin. “My girl, it’s suck and don’t bite. Not much that can go wrong. And if you’re not that great at it, well, it will just take practice, won’t it?”
She groaned. She’d walked straight into that one.
Fuck.
He hadn’t intended for this to happen. But then he hadn’t expected her to ask him so sweetly for his cock. He wanted to teach her how to open up and ask for what she needed. But he’d expected it to take her much longer to do so.
He was proud of her for asking. But he wondered how the hell he was going to survive having his cock in her mouth without taking her.
Because that hadn’t been part of the plan. The plan was to take things slow.
Somehow, she’d managed to blow his plans to smithereens.
He shifted his weight around so she could pull his sweatpants and boxers down his legs. He kicked them off his feet and she re-situated herself between his legs. She stared at his cock, her eyes wide.
“Georgie-girl? You okay?”
“It’s so beautiful.”
He shook his head. She was insane. How had he not realized that under that calm, cool exterior lurked a crazy person?
“You sure you want to do this? You don’t have to.”
“I thought men liked blow jobs.”
He shrugged. “Not going to lie, of course I do. But if you’re not ready . . .”
“I want to do this. I’m just deciding where to begin.”
He grasped hold of his shaft. “Put your lips around the tip. Hands on my thighs for the moment. Just use your mouth. That’s it, run your tongue over the top. Fuck, yes, my girl. That feels so damn good. I’m going to come embarrassingly quickly. Take me deeper. Hell, your mouth is so hot. So wet and warm. Take more of me. Take me as deep as you can. Good girl.”
He kept giving her instructions as she took him deep then moved slowly back up. He had her grasp him around the base and move faster.
His arousal built. It didn’t take long, being around her was a test of his control. He spent every moment in her presence wanting her. Fuck, even when she was in the hospital, he’d been hard. Much to his shame. And even though he’d jerked himself off several times, he was still in need of her.
He was nearly fifty, he wasn’t supposed to be this horny, right?
“I’m going to come, my girl. Just this once, you get a choice of whether to swallow or not.” Next time, she wouldn’t get the choice. Next time, she’d take what he gave her.
But she didn’t move away. Fuck. Yes. He groaned as he let go, thrusting his hips up, wrapping his hands in her hair. He made sure not to guide her movements too harshly, he didn’t want to scare her with his need to take command. But he drove as deep as she could take him.
And then he let go.
28
Georgina stared down at the list of rules with a scowl. “I don’t need a bedtime.”
“You do.”
“Ten is crazy! I’m used to not going to bed until after midnight.”