Page 71 of Perfectly Naïve
“You can tease me with your tongue,” Liam instructs. “Create more pressure or—fuuuuck,” he rasps as I swirl it around the bottom half of his cock. “There you go.”
His gaze is set on me, and I hold it as I take him a little deeper, testing the feeling. He threads his fingers intomy hair. He smooths his thumb over my cheek, scent marking me while I work.
“Now bob back and forth, gorgeous.”
I do, allowing his hand to help me find a rhythm that I can keep.
“Good omega, right like that, you’re sucking your beta’s cock so well.”
Humming in agreement, I cup his balls.
He hisses, and I stop, worried I’ve hurt him. I check in. Liam shakes his head. “Keep going. Hum again if you can.”
I find the rhythm again, humming around his length, watching his eyes flutter closed. I tug on his balls. Expletives tumble past his lips. Pride swells inside of me, and I move my head back and forth faster, taking him a little deeper, trying to avoid my gag reflex. The pressure is a bit overwhelming, and moisture pricks at the edges of my vision. Not because it hurts, though.
“Now you’ve got it,” he says with a deep chuckle. “Can you suck your cheeks in and keep the pace?”
I’ll try if it means seeing him fall apart. It takes a second, but I figure out how to hollow my cheeks with him inside of my mouth, and when I do, dragging my mouth up his length, Liam releases a full-fledged whimper. That sound flips a switch. Something about it compels me to make him moan like the pack has made me so many times. To make him mindless with pleasure.
His grip tightens in my hair, but he’s a gentleman, letting me keep control of this blow job, and I love him for it. However, I’m done with cautious exploration. I bob my head, neck protesting a little, but determination drives me. With my cheeks pulling in, I take Liam’s length deeper. My throat protests and I gag a little. He groans. I back off but make a mental note.
“Liv.”
My name falls from his lips, with nothing following. No instructions or guidance. Just a simple plea. I hum and test out something, pressing my tongue against the underside of his shaft, creating the illusion of four walls.
Liam’s pants fill the air. His cock pulses. I hum in surprise, earning another curse. I think I like when my beta can’t seem to find control of his words. I knead his balls, tugging and teasing them as I redouble my efforts, mouth gliding faster and tighter. His dick throbs again.
“Look at me when you make me come,” he demands.
My watery eyes flick to his, and the pure adoration and fascination on his face is priceless.
“That’s. Perfect. Liv,” he manages, hips surging forward ever so slightly.
Murmuring my agreement, my muffled words vibrating over his length, I pull a little, as if sucking a straw, tightening my grip and releasing as I easily fall back into the rhythm.
“Baby, I’m going to come.” He moves to pull away, but I release his balls and grab his ass, holding him in place as I take him in deep, pushing myself and breathing through my nose as my throat constricts in protest.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He gasps for air. I take him deep again, and this time when my muscles tighten, Liam moans, hot and salty liquid painting my throat.
It tastes like victory, and I drink it down like it’s the finest wine, swallowing every last drop as Liam whines above me. I did that. I rendered my beta senseless. Gave him the gift of pleasure.
He blinks a few times, shaking his head, as if needing to clear his mind, and reaches for me. I slide off his length with a wet pop, and he tugs me to my feet, mouth crashing into mine as he cradles my head. As his tongue lashes mine, he groans, deepening the kiss until my breath is his to control.
Grabbing the back of my thigh, he draws my leg up, theslit parting around my leg. Liam pins my body against his, kissing me like a man starved. He breaks away, and with a harsh inhalation, he pulls back, eyes bouncing between mine. “You areeverything,” he confesses and kisses me again.
I cling to him, heart fluttering. To be everything is more than being called beautiful or sexy. It encapsulates all of that and more. As if the world wouldn’t be right without me in it.
Eventually, he breaks the kiss, checking over me. “Did I hurt you?”
“Not at all,” I tell him quickly. He was perfect. “Was it okay?”
He laughs. “Okay?” His eyebrows pinch together. “Liv, I’d teach you a thousand times again to watch you take ownership over me.”
I smile. “I had a great teacher.” Not to mention, the internet. Those forums were right. Playing with the balls is a good supplemental practice.
Humming, he kisses me again, but a loud crash outside the door has both of us jumping apart. Reality pops our bubble. We’re at the charity ball. There are dozens of people milling about. We’re lucky no one barged in.
Liam quickly tugs up his boxers and pants, giving me a knowing smirk. I think both of us would much prefer to be naked together, but there are only so many lessons I’m willing to learn in such a public setting. Still, my thighs are coated with slick, and I swear my scent smells of sex, even though we didn’t go that far.
