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Kiera wants to give me a blow job? Is she kidding?
“Yes,” I assure her, thumbing her pillowy bottom lip. “Whatever you want…”
With a shy smile, she reaches for my erection, slowly curling her fingers around my girth and stroking. Her feathery touches have desire washing hot and urgent over me, then gasping for air as she pumps me up and down like she’s learning me—where I’m hard, where I’m sensitive, and where her touch makes me lose my mind.
“Don’t stop. Oh, god, yes.” I close my eyes, tipping my head back while I grip her neck, using her as my anchor in this world of spine-melting pleasure.
I’m almost at climax when I feel something warm and moist hover over my crest and shaft. I look down and watch Kiera lower her mouth to suck me, her lips gliding down my shaft before lifting in a slow, smooth pull of her lips.
Holy. Shit. Her mouth is amazing. Watching her turns me on even more.
Slowly but surely, she slides down to the hilt until her mouth is full of me. Then she bobs up and down my cock, whimpering as she grips around my thighs.
Am I dreaming? Is she really going down on me like she’s determined to wring every ounce of ecstasy from me? When she pulls on me with her hot, silken mouth all the way to the tip, the answer seems like a clear yes. I gasp and tense as she circles my engorged crest with her tongue.
I’m going to lose my mind.
After shifting my hand from her neck to her head, I sink my fingers into the soft strands of her hair, guiding her to pick up speed and swallow more of my shaft. I’m almost there. I’m so, so close.
The fire inside me builds, towering, razing my restraint. I groan, tense, then shudder as I go over the edge and fall into the flames, releasing into her mouth as my whole body burns in an inferno of ecstasy.
As I come down, I pant and try to wrap my head around what just happened. For a woman without much sexual experience, I’m stunned that she took all of me without hesitation or reservation. And despite blowing my mind, she looks at me now like she’s desperate for my approval.
“That was…amazing,” I reassure her. And why shouldn’t I? It’s the truth.
She smiles, then dissolves into a carefree giggle. “It tastes salty.”
I love the way she laughs. Despite what she just did, the innocence in her sound reminds me that she’s one of the few people in my life who’s not jaded. It makes me want her even more.
After dropping a soft kiss on her lips, I kneel at the foot of the bed and pull her closer to me. “My turn.”
Her breath catches as I unbutton her jeans and peel them off, revealing soaked pink panties, complete with a taunting pink bow in the middle. I slide between her legs again and kiss my way up her body. Once I’ve torn away her bra, I lave her breasts and suck at each tempting berry nipple. Little moans escape her lips. She latches onto my hair, clutching me even closer.
After lavishing attention on one hard bud for long minutes, I move to the other, focusing there until both look hard, stiff, and pleading. Her skin flushes a pretty pink hue.
On fire for her, I kiss my way down her stomach to her cotton-clad pussy.
Her underwear has to go.
Easing my fingers inside the elastic, I pull the soft undergarment down her hips, revealing her glistening pink perfection.
I thumb her clit with small circles until she wriggles and sighs, arching and begging me with her eyes. She’s perfect, but I’m not satisfied with merely touching her.
Bending, I tongue my way through her passage, lapping at all her juices. She’s every bit as sweet as I remember.
“Yes. Yes. Oh, my god. Oh, my god!” Kiera grips the sheets, eyes screwed shut as I torment her. I’m ruthless, not stopping, not relenting, as I heap sensation on her.
When she’s close, I back away with a smile and change tactics, slowly inserting two fingers inside her and filling her with my digits.
“Please!” she pants. “Please…”
I comply, lapping my tongue over her clit until her moans turn breathier, harder, and faster. I shift my digits, probing until I find her sweetest spot and curl my fingers against it. Her breathing becomes erratic. Her fingers twist in the sheets. Her moans turn to screams as she explodes for me.
As she comes down from her high, I grab a foil square from my pocket, rip it open, and slide the condom down my shaft. My hands are shaking. The anticipation is killing me.
Sliding back up her body, I fit my every edge against her curves, then press our lips together, reveling in her taste. She wraps her legs around me and opens herself as our kiss turns deep and seductive. Feverishly, I position myself at her small entrance and push to the hilt in one strong stroke. We both gasp at the sensations. My eyes roll to the back of my head as desire zips a line of fire down my spine.
After a few seconds of adjusting, I withdraw halfway. “Are you okay?”
