Page 41 of Nightmare For Hire
“It’s really just a name. Not much actual blowing going on.”
“Oh.”
Cyrus tips his head as he takes me in. “You’ve never kissed anyone before me. Have you done anything with anyone?”
I tap my fingers to my lips. “That will be a no. There wasn’t any point to it. No desire for anything. But now… Now I have an interest in it.” This time I grind into him and watch his eyes flutter closed.
“How about I teach an old dog new tricks,” Cyrus says as he kisses down my neck again.
My mouth drops open. “You did not just call me old! Time doesn’t exist for me. I am time immortal.”
He snorts. “Forgive me, Nox.” Of course he bats his lashes and why wouldn’t I forgive him? He’s my Cyrus,mine, and I will fight a bitch that tries to take him from me. Mick the dick included.
“I think you can make it up to me by giving me one of those blow job thingies.”
“My pleasure.”
I can’t help the squeal when he flops me onto my back. My arms and legs flail until he’s kissing me again, softening his actions. His eyes are hooded, just one thing on his mind.
“I love your skirts. Have I told you that? And your jockstraps. My favorite.” His hands run down over my stomach, causing it to jump. “But right now, I’d love to see you naked.”
When I say I’m out of my skirt and underwear in seconds, I’m not lying. Cyrus stumbles back and catches himself on the edge of the bed before tumbling over. He’s laughing when he recovers and crawls back to me.
“I don’t think anyone has ever seen me naked.”
“That’s a shame.” Cyrus takes me in from the tips of my toes to my golden curls, and he looks hungry.
My hand instinctively circles my penis and I thrust up.
“No. No. That won’t do.” He takes my hand, making me whimper.
“But I’m so hard. Please. Please, give me a blow job thingy.” I plead with my eyes and he’s biting back another laugh.
“You don’t have to add thingy. Just blow job or bj works. Blowie. Beej. Fellatio. Head. It all works.”
“I like blowie!”
He snorts as he cups my balls and massages.
“Oh!” I spread my legs to give him better access.
“I could kiss you for days.” But he gives me one final kiss before sliding down between my legs. “You can pull my hair if you want. I like that.” His face goes red, as if it’s embarrassing to tell me something he likes. His long hair flows down his back and over his shoulders. His warm breath flows over my penis.
“Youareblowing on it!”
“So impatient.” Cyrus flashes me a grin before taking my penis in hand and licking from base to tip.
“Oh! Oh!” I writhe on the bed, wishing for more friction. “More please. Please!”
He licks my slit before swirling over my crown. “Like that?”
“Yes. Yes!” My hands fly to his hair as he takes my penis in his mouth and I watch him swallow me whole. “Oh, wow! You have it all inside your mouth. I didn’t know that was possible.”
He hums as he laves around my length, making my entire existence nothing but that appendage. Drool drips from his chin and I want to lick it up. I want to know what I taste like on his tongue. What he tastes like on mine.
“Cy, this feels amazing.” I can’t help it and push deeper, making him gag.
“That’s right, thrust into my mouth.” He goes further until his nose presses into my trimmed pubic hair.
