Page 130 of On My Side
I feel so empowered after that, sensual and sure of what my body does to him. I step out of his embrace and turn to face him. His eyes are wide and face pale.
“You want to… now?” he squeaks.
“Is my pretty boy all talk?” I tease, reaching to cup his face in my hands.
He shakes his hands frantically. “No, I meant it. I really meant it.” His eyes drift towards my breasts, and I angle his face to mine. He gulps.
“Be a good boy for me, baby,” I say sweetly. “There’s lube in my nightstand drawer.”
I’m certain it takes less than a second for him to get the lube and come back, white knuckling the small bottle in his hands.
I get to my knees, tucking my hair behind my ears as he sits on the edge of the bed. “I’ve never done this before,” he admits bashfully.
I smile at him, running my hands over his thighs. “Me neither,” I whisper. “It’s kind of cool we still get to be nervous about a few firsts together, huh?”
He leans down to capture my lips with his, gently sucking on my lower lip. He shakes his head in wonder as he pulls away. “I can’t believe this is real. I can’t believeyou’rereal.”
I push my breasts together, lifting them as I arch my back for him.
He opens his mouth, running his tongue over his bottom lip as he grips his length through his jeans. “You’re sure?”
“Please,” I whimper, losing grip on any control I had.
Breath heavy, Ren frees his gorgeous cock from his pants, hard as hell and pre-cum dripping from the head. He leans forward, drizzling lube on the tops of my breasts, and watching in wonder as I spread the liquid.
“I can’t believe you’re real,” he repeats, shaking his head as I lift my breasts again.
“You’ve said that already,” I whisper, my smile crooked.
“It bears repeating. Over, and over, and over again.” He bites his lip and fists the base of his cock. I lean forward, enveloping his hardness between my breasts, both of us gasping at the sensation.
I gaze up at him as I squeeze my tits around him, lifting and lowering them, a thrill running through my entire body at the ecstasy on his face. I want more of it, more of his pleasure, more of him losing his mind.
The next time I lower my tits, I take the head of his cock between my lips, eyes still intent on him as he lets out a strangled moan.
I release his cock with apop. “You have to be quiet, baby,” I say. “Noise cancelling headphones aren’t foolproof.” I dig my hand into his pocket, pulling out the lacy underwear I indulged in a few weeks ago.
Ren immediately catches on, taking the fabric from me and putting it in his mouth. “Good boy,” I praise, pumping his cock with my tits before I suck on the head again. He groans, muffled by my underwear, and leans back on his elbows, fisting the comforter so tightly his knuckles turn white.
This man continually has turned me on, but I can’t remember the last time I was this wet. I can feel my arousal dripping down my inner thighs, my cunt screaming for attention.My movements become more frantic, and, god, he loves it, whimpering and gasping. “Eyes on me,” I instruct. “I want you to watch when you come on my face.”
His eyes widen as a mix between a whimper and a groan escapes from his mouth. When I think he’s about to come, he’s lurching forward, pulling my glasses off my face. I’m so surprised by the action that the spurts of cum take me by surprise, landing on my cleavage and face.
He pulls me onto the bed with his superhuman strength. I squint through my cum-covered lashes as he whips his shirt over his head and uses it to wipe my face.
When he’s finished, I open my eyes and my gaze immediately meets his. His face spreads into the softest, warmest smile.
“You stole my glasses!” I tease, jabbing my index finger into his bare chest.
He rolls his eyes and returns my glasses to me. “I mean,personally, I’d hate getting cum on mine, but I’ll remember you don’t hate it for next time.”
I smirk at him. “‘Next time’? You’re so confident there’s a ‘next time’ you’ll come on my face?”
He doesn’t answer right away, tracing my collarbone with his thumb and bringing it to my lips. I open to take it into my mouth, but instead he rubs the cum from his thumb onto my lips. When he pulls his hand away, I lick my lips, tasting the saltiness.
This time, it’s his turn to smirk. “Yeah, sweetheart,” he murmurs, pulling me into him and pressing his lips to my forehead. “I’m pretty sure there will be a next time. But for right now…”
I gasp as he buries his head between my thighs. This time, I’m putting my underwear in my own mouth to keep myself quiet.
