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She grips my shaft with her small hand and I croak out her name. “Indie?” I close my eyes, trying to remain on my feet, even though my legs want to give out. “What are you doing?”
I look down and she opens her mouth, but not to speak. Her large, thick lips wrap around me, drenching as much as she can fit of me in her mouth. Once she’s soaked every inch, she bobs her head along the tip. She’s applies the perfect amount of pressure with her lips while her free hand cups my balls, massaging the orgasm building from deep within. It’s perfection. There’s no way she hasn’t done this before. Or maybe I heard it wrong and she has. I don’t know. I can’t think straight.
“Indie.” I cry her name out more forcefully as she tightens her lips around me and quickens her pace. I reach out and wrap her hair around my hand. I follow her thrusts, allowing her to set the pace, and twitch when I hit the back of her throat. I’m a torn man. I want to live in this moment and enjoy what she’s doing to me, but I also want to toss her back and slam myself inside of her.
My voice is gravelly when I say, “You need to stop soon. I’m going to come.” I force myself to open my eyes and watch what she’s doing to me. It doesn’t help. It makes it worse. So much worse. “Indie!” I exclaim, cursing the world for how fucking hot she looks with me in her mouth.
Pulling her mouth off of me, she says, “It’s okay. I’ve always wanted to try this.”
Wait, what? No fucking way. “I’m going to come,” I warn one last time. Right before I tell her I’m going to let go, she drags her teeth along my dick and sucks hard right at the crown.
I erupt. And I think I die a little.
I’ve had tons of women suck me off before. I’ve had a handful of them swallow. But what Indie did…is the best blowjob I’ve ever had.
I’m barely through the aftershocks of my orgasm when I drop down onto my uninjured knee and shove her onto her back. I gaze up at her, spread out on my grey duvet in nothing but a black bra. I want to pay homage to her breasts, but the scent of her is needful to me.
Throwing her legs on top of my shoulders, I waste no time devouring her. Tasting her. Sucking her. Relishing in the hoarse cries she lets out every time I pay special attention to her clit. I find the rhythm she likes, but torment her by bringing her to the edge and backing away, over and over.
I want her to remember this the same way I’ll remember what she did to me.
I sink one long finger inside of her, closing my eyes to stop from blowing another load when I imagine how tight she’ll feel around me tomorrow. I pump into her a few times, watching her hands flit from her face to the sheets, to her breasts as she climbs higher and higher.
My dick is rock-hard again. She is such a vision. And she has no idea.
I slide a second finger inside of her and press my lips to her, flicking my tongue rapidly. That’s all it takes. She explodes, pulsing around my fingers as she comes. Her chest rises and falls in rapid succession as she blinks up at the ceiling a few times.
“Oh my God,” are the first understandable words she’s uttered since I put my mouth on her. “Are you for real?”
Her words make me smile.Camden Harris is always fucking real, Specs.
I slide up on top of her and kiss her ruthlessly, hoping that whatever experimenting she’s done with oral in the past is good and forgotten now.
“How was that for a highlight?”
MY SKIN IS WARM ANDtingly as we lie together in his bed, naked and staring at the ceiling.
“I’m impressed.” Cam’s voice is low and awestruck as he props his hands behind his head. “For someone who’s never given head before, that was like…choreographed excellence.”
My cheeks flush at his compliment. “Thank you.”
“You really haven’t done that before?”
I shake my head and duck beneath the blanket.
“What?” he asks, chuckling and pulling the blanket back. “Tell me.”
I sigh. “Belle gave me detailed instructions once and I retain facts forever.” I tap my temple. “Once I hear something, it’s in the vault. Although, she told me I didn’t have to swallow. She said that if a man’s cock is in a woman’s mouth they’ve already won the lottery.”
He roars with laughter and murmurings of the fact that she has a good point. But I still don’t regret swallowing. I had to try it just once. I was also so turned on, I couldn’t stop myself.
I roll over to face him, tucking my hands beneath my head. “That felt kind of awesome.”
He glances at me out of the corner of his eye. “Which part?”
“Well, both. Obviously. But I always thought giving it would be something I hated. When women talk about it, they sort of make it seem like a chore. But I loved doing it. It made me feel powerful.”
His brows lift with a satisfied smirk. “You literally had my balls in your hand.”
