Page 35 of Pretty Obsessed

“I’m only going to put your cock in my mouth if you talk. So keep talking.”

“Evil, so evil.”

“Yes.” I licked his slit and waited.

“There is a kind of intimacy in it. Waking up to the connection on edge already. Like you were drawn out of a sex dream, but it’s a reality.” Emory wet his lips with his tongue

I took him into my mouth. I still had no clue what I was doing, but I was slowly learning and he reacted favorably which I liked even more. Moans slipped from his mouth spurring me on.

“You could do that forever. Fuck.”

“It’s a reward. It should be good.” I teased my tongue under his head. “Have you ever had someone wake you up that way?”

“No, never. The only person I dated seriously…” He trailed off but I was patient. I could wait him out.

I stroked him, sucking on just his head.

“He wasn’t into those kinds of gestures.” There was a bitter edge to his words.

“I’m immensely into those types of gestures.” I sucked him back, taking him as far as I could. I nearly gagged. I loved the sensation. He was so smooth, and his taste… I groaned around him.

“Have you—?” His words cut off into a groan.

“Woken someone up that way? No, never, but I think some things in our sexuality are ingrained in us.” My urges with him all felt so natural. I wanted to spoil and praise him. Make him feel good. Getting him off got me off.

“I agree.” He panted.

“Get in the bed.” I climbed to my feet. “I’m going to screw us both to sleep, and maybe sleep inside you.” I wondered if I could pull it off.

“Condoms?” he asked.

“Right.” We’d been more than stupid earlier. I was tested all the time at my checkups and I hadn’t done more than the blow job in the club but it didn’t matter. I understood his hesitation.

I was out the door, stealing some from Iris before he could question it. I came back holding three up for him to inspect.

“Iris?” he asked.

“Yes. He’s always prepared.” I pushed out of my sweats and tore one of them open with my teeth.

“Eager?” he asked, taking a seat on the bed and sliding back to the middle.

“Exceedingly so.” I tossed the other two condoms on the nightstand, climbing into bed.

I grabbed him by the hip and flipped him over.

“Doggie this time?” he asked.

“Sort of.” More lube and I sunk into him.

I hated the latex between us. It had cut off our contact but if it was the way to keep sleeping with him, I’d tolerate it.

I collapsed forward giving him my full weight and draping my body over his, as I sunk home. He turned his face down and cried out. I pushed my arm under his chest, hugging his body to mine and starting with short strokes, keeping us close.

“I could wake you up just like this. Roll on top of you, filling you in one thrust.”

He whimpered into the sheets.

“Don’t hide your sounds from me.”

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