Page 102 of Almost Love

“There were like millions of steps. I read through the whole thing and decided which ones worked for me in the moment.”

“What’s left for me to teach you then?”

“Everything else.”

Oakley smiled, even though her answer was so vague, and dragged his hand back and forth along her side. When she’d dropped to her knees and taken over, his eyes had bugged out of his head. It had been the most incredible blowjob, the combination of her taking him so deep and her mouth on his sac, he wasn’t surprised the orgasm had crashed through him that way.

“Don’t overthink it,” she whispered, drawing his attention to her furrowed forehead.

“Maybe you should teachmethings.”

She shifted to rest her hands on his chest, dropping her chin on top of them. “You know what you’re teaching me?”

“That I clearly know nothing.”

She rolled her eyes. “How to appreciate pleasure. It always felt like something I experienced only with someone else. I mean, there’s a part of me that still doesn’t get excited about masturbation and I don’t do it all the time. But I know how to do it and enjoy it. And that’s what you’re teaching me.”

He nodded slowly, his eyes fixed on hers as she added, “Plus, you’re also teaching me to not be afraid of sex. Do you know how big of a deal that is?”

“I know, baby,” he whispered, his hand splayed across her back as they stared at each other. Because she was helping him understand that an orgasm didn’t have to be stressful or a requirement. “You’re doing the same for me, I hope you know that.”

She nodded, eyes softening as she stretched up to kiss him, her smile imprinting against his mouth. He cupped the back of her head and deepened the kiss, sucking on her bottom lip before licking into her mouth. She groaned and pulled away, sliding her nose against his briefly. His fingers played with her damp hair, smiling at how the strands were a tangledmess as opposed to the smooth waves they followed when dry. They watched each other, amusement in their expressions, and Oakley had to admit that there was never going to be anyone else who would make him feel this way ever again.

“Know what I’ve been researching?”

She arched an eyebrow and shifted onto her elbows. “What?”

“Face sitting.”

“Your face or mine?”

“Mine,” he said and pulled the pillow out from under his head, then tapped his mouth. “So get up here.”

“Are you sure?”

“That I want to drown in your pussy? A hundred percent.”

“You know that suffocation comes with the territory,” she told him, like that was even a concern.

“I’m definitely looking forward to that part.” When she didn’t move, Oakley lifted his head and looked at her. “Come on, sweetheart.”

“I’ve never actuallysaton someone’s face before.”

“It’s like sitting on my lap, but it’s my mouth instead.”

The bed dipped and sheets rustled, but she still wasn’t moving. He wasn’t going to push her, though. He stretched a hand out and brushed it against whatever part of her he could reach and smiled when her hand slipped into his. She squeezed his fingers and then more rustling followed before Clementine was straddling his waist. He watched her face, making sure that she wasn’t doing thisjustfor him. He squeezed her knee as she moved to his stomach, then his chest and finally hovered over his face. Oakley inhaled at the sight of her pink pussy, plump and glistening.

“You’re sure, right?” she asked softly.

“Only if you are.”

“Am I sure I want your tongue on me? Absolutely.”

He smiled as she adjusted herself, thighs on either side of his head, body trembling slightly. “Hands on the headboard.” He forced the words out and she grabbed a plank. “Now, sit.”

Clementine hesitated, but her pussy dropped to his mouth and he grunted at the first taste of her. She quivered, but didn’t move. He could feel how tense she was, so he dragged both hands over her ass and thighs, looping them over so his fingers rested on the inside of her legs. She whimpered and he swiped his tongue over her slit slowly. When another sound came out of her, he swiped his tongue along her faster.

He used one hand to spread her pussy open and moaned at the sight. She whimpered, rocking against his mouth and that was all it took to push him over. Sliding his tongue into her, Oakley used his other hand to play with her clit, his eyes slipping shut as she rode his mouth. He licked and sucked, gently nibbling on her while rubbing and pinching her clit. Her hips jolted and then her thighs were pressing against the sides of his head, but he didn’t stop. If anything, that made him fuck her with his tongue even faster. He hadn’t been joking, he wanted to be suffocated. As much as possible.

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