Page 106 of Born into Blood

His green eyes run over me, watching as I trace a finger along the vein that runs up his shaft.

“I also really missed your participation,” he says with a grin.

When I wrap my hand around him and stroke up his length, he closes his eyes and gives a deep, masculine groan before saying, “This is what I did last night, kisa.” He wraps his hand around mine so we’re working his cock together. A sexy smirk plays at his lips as he opens his eyes and cups my breast with his free hand. “I jerked off all over your tits.”

I moan when he pinches my nipple and tightens his grip on my hand, and when pre-cum hits my fingers, the need to have him in my mouth overcomes everything else.

“Luka,” I moan, “I want to taste you.”

“Fuck,” he growls, watching my lips part as he guides my hand in a faster rhythm. Letting go of my nipple, he drags a finger over the head of his cock, coating his finger in pre-cum before bringing it to my lips.

“Suck.”

He doesn’t have to ask me twice. I open my lips enough for him to slide in before locking them around his finger and sucking him harder. He groans as his gorgeous eyes go heavy-lidded, watching me suck and lick the arousal from his skin.

“Good fucking girl,” he growls.

I smile, feeling the slickness between my inner thighs at his praise because nothing gets me off like pleasing Luka does. There’s something about seeing that glint of pride in his eyes that makes me go all wobbly. It’s intoxicating to be on the receiving end of his praise, and I’ll never be able to get enough. He makes me crave it, makes me want to do whatever it takes to earn the pats on the head and the good girl comments, and right now I have my heart set on getting more. I want to see him lose control, I want to see the satisfied look in his eyes as he takes my mouth—I want it all, and I want it now.

Giving his fingers one last suck, I pull them from my mouth and when he feels me try to get up, he rolls onto his back so I can get into position. With his cock only inches from my mouth, I look up and meet his eyes, suddenly feeling nervous. He’s a lot to take in, and I’d be lying if I said I knew what I was doing beyond the obvious action of wrapping my lips around him.

“I need you to tell me what to do,” I whisper.

He smiles and now that the sun is sneaking in around the blinds, I can see the bruise on his jaw from yesterday. It somehow manages to just make him look even sexier. I was right about Luka waking up gorgeous. The man doesn’t have a bad side, and I’m guessing he never went through an ugly phase while growing up. He’s just effortlessly sexy. His fingers graze along my cheek, no doubt running over my own bruise. When his eyes fill with pain, I dip my head and lick the head of his cock, pulling his mind back to where I want it.

“Jesus,” he groans, and then lets out a soft laugh. “You don’t need my help, baby. Just do whatever feels right. I promise I’ll love every second of it.” He slides his thumb between my lips and hooks his fingers under my jaw, tilting my face up to his. “We’re learning this together, remember?”

I smile around his thumb before giving it a suck, loving that I’m the only woman who will ever have her mouth wrapped around his thick cock. It’s mine and only mine. Feeling a bit more bold, I let his thumb slip from my mouth and put all my focus back between his legs. He’s rock-hard and covered in pre-cum, but I’m in no hurry. I want to take my time with this.

Lowering my head, I rest my hands on his thighs and start at the base, slowly licking a line up his shaft, wanting to taste and explore every inch of him just like he’d done to my pussy when I was in the hammock. I want to know everything there is to know about this man. I want to know what makes him moan, what drives him so crazy he has to reach down and fist my hair, and what he needs to send him over the edge.

When I drag my tongue up his shaft again and then start to lick and suck along the ridge of skin that always seems to make him groan a bit louder, he fists my hair and growls my name. I smile, already filing away the information as I memorize the most sensitive spots on his body.

“Jesus, kisa,” he groans when I give him another lick before wrapping my mouth around his thick head and sucking him in. I’m coming to the quick conclusion that not very much of him is going to actually fit in my mouth. He’s just too fucking big.

“God, you feel fucking amazing.” His voice is deeper than usual and sexy as hell as he fists my hair tighter, wanting to watch me as I start to take him in. I lower onto him, exploring him with my tongue and memorizing every damn inch. I don’t even get halfway before I start to gag.

“Easy, baby, just breathe.” He strokes my cheek, not sounding even slightly disappointed at my inability to get him down my throat. I hold him in my mouth, concentrating on the part I can get to.

“Fuck,” he groans, threading both hands into my hair. “Whatever the hell you’re doing with your tongue, kisa, keep fucking doing it.”

I swirl my tongue around his head again, loving the deep groans it’s pulling from his body and the way his hips are starting to move. When I flatten my tongue against him and slowly raise and lower my head, he growls my name and sits up so he can grab my hips.

“I want your pussy on my face right fucking now,” he demands, dragging me onto his body so we’re in a sixty-nine position with my dripping sex hovering right above his eager mouth. “Don’t get shy on me, baby. I want you grinding against my face, using me to get yourself off. Be rough, sweetheart. Be merciless.”

Part of me is embarrassed that I’ll be too heavy or too aggressive, but when I hesitate too long, he gives one of my ass cheeks a hard enough smack to sting.

“Don’t make me ask again, Lara. Fucking smother me right fucking now.”

Before he can spank me again, I lower my weight onto him, and as soon as I feel his tongue slide between my folds, I’m a goner. I shamelessly grind against him, surprised at how turned on giving him a blowjob has made me. I’m more than ready for this release, but I don’t want to do it alone. I want us to do this together.

Fisting the base of his cock, I lower my head even more, determined to take him all the way in. With his mouth eating the hell out of my pussy, it makes it easy to keep my mind off gagging. I focus on the pleasure, rocking my hips as he brings his hands down to squeeze my tits. When I moan around his cock, he groans against my pussy, the vibrations nearly sending me over the edge.

He pinches my nipples between his fingers and latches onto my clit. Knowing I’m so close has me sucking him even harder. Spit drips down his shaft and onto my hand, as I raise and lower my head, taking him a little further each time until my lips are hitting the fingers curled around his base. Wanting more, I let go and slide him all the way in, willingly choking on his cock as he blocks my airway before I slide back up the length of him again.

He sucks me harder, pushing me closer and closer to the breaking point as I moan around his dick. His hips work with me, thrusting up as I lower my head. We find our rhythm, working together until I have no choice but to let go. My body tenses right before the orgasm hits me. My fingers dig into his thighs as I suck him harder and grind mercilessly against his beautiful face. He pinches my nipples harder, licking and sucking my pussy, and only when he feels me reach the peak of my release does he thrust his hips up and let go.

He growls against my folds as the wet heat of his seed hits the back of my throat. His cock pulses, swelling even bigger inside me, stretching my lips, and causing an ache in my jaw, but I don’t care. I never want this to end.

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