Page 34 of Beautiful Trauma
I spread her lips apart with my fingers before I thrust my tongue inside her. Mya cried out, her thighs quivering. Once I was deep inside, I swirled and flicked my tongue around her center.
Mya’s fingers connected with the strands of my hair. As she rode my face, she jerked the hair, causing my dick to throb. “Yes, Oh God, Kellan!” she shrieked.
When my teeth grazed her clit, an orgasm charged through her. Her thighs against my head shook with the intensity of the pulsing of her walls around my tongue. Mya’s head banged back against the bookshelf as she rode out wave after wave. Both curses and praises tumbled from her mouth.
I didn’t remove my tongue until I felt the last clench of her walls. After bestowing tender kisses across her pussy, I brought my hands up to ease her dress off her waist and down her thighs. I did leave her in her thong.
As I rose up off the floor, I swiped Mya’s arousal off my lips and face with my sleeve. She watched me through hooded eyes. I gripped her face in my hands. “You are so beautiful when you come.”
To my surprise, she shyly asked, “I am?”
“Mm, the way you taste and smell. And the sounds you make are so fucking sexy.”
Mya’s vulnerable expression was quickly replaced with a more sultry one. “I think it’s time for me to return the favor.
She then reached for the button on my pants. After she unbuttoned them, Mya slid the zipper down. My breath hitched when she dipped her hand inside my briefs. When she took my cock in her hand, I exhaled raggedly.
She froze mid-pump and stared up at me in surprise. “Yep, that’s all me,” I teased.
“Your size isn’t what’s shocking.” Her eyes widened as her fingers slid along the metal at the base of my shaft. “Kellan Kavanaugh, is your cock pierced?”
“Yes, Mya, it is.”
A grin curved on her lips. “So it’s true?”
“What?”
“It’s always the quiet ones who are freaks.”
With a wink, I replied, “You have no idea.”
As her fingers continued exploring my cock, she said, “I’ve never been with a guy with a piercing.”
“There’s a first time for everything.”
Her brows furrowed. “Will it hurt?”
I brushed my knuckles along her jawline. “It’s all for your pleasure.”
She licked her lips. “What does it taste like?”
“Take my pants off and see.”
A wicked look flashed in her eyes as her hand came out of my briefs. She made quick work of pushing my pants and boxers over my hips and down my legs. After I stepped out of them, Mya sank to her knees before me.
Through hooded eyes, I watched as she took my cock in her hand. Her tongue flicked out to tease the head before slidingalong the piercings. She flattened it to lick across the metal. “Tastes good,” she remarked.
“My cock tastes even better,” I grunted like a caveman.
She grinned. “I'd better give it a try.”
“You do that.”
With her eyes locked on mine, Mya sucked my cock into her mouth. My abdominal muscles contracted with pleasure at the slick warmth. After sliding me in and out a few times, she pulled me out to lick me like a popsicle. It was both pleasurable and torturous.
When she alternated flicking my tip teasingly, I moaned. “Mya, please.”
“Please what?” she asked while turning the tables on me from before.
