Page 51 of The Big Daddies of LA

My stomach somersaults as I do what he says and when I lay back, Nick steps up onto the bed. He positions a corner of the sheet over my lower body and starts snapping pictures from above, hovering over me, tilting the camera. “Stretch your arms above your head. Now turn.”

Even though he’s not even touching me, the situation is beyond erotic. He sets a foot on either side of me, trapping me between his long legs, and clicks away. I’m trying to concentrate, but the way he hovers over me, silver eyes hot, begins to make me want more.

I want him on top of me. I’m going to have to distract him somehow and cut this photo shoot short.

I wrap my hands around his ankles, writhe back and forth, finding the light and my best angles. Nick watches me closely and I see a muscle twitch in his cheek. When I drag myself up, wrap my arms around his leg and crush my breasts against his calf, looking up with what I hope is a seductive look, he hisses in a breath.

“Perfect,” Nick rasps. “You’re so damn gorgeous.” He reaches down, pulls the sheet out of the way and turns my lower body one way and my upper body the other way. “Twist, baby.”

Click, click, click.

“Yes, Daddy,” I say with a wink.

When he groans and sets the camera on the nightstand, I know the photo shoot is over. But, I’m feeling bold. Nick is always in control and I want to see him relinquish the reins over to me for once. I think he’s taught me well so far and now I want to test out what I’ve learned.

It’s time for the student to seduce the teacher.

As he moves in, I slide back against the pile of pillows. “Take your clothes off,” I say using his line on him.

Nick arches a dark brow and pauses, as though he’s considering my words. “Alright,” he concedes and stands up. He yanks his t-shirt off then slides his board shorts off. When he’s standing there in front of me, so naked and aroused, my nerves slip a bit.

But, I’m not going to chicken out and I run through everything Jasmine said earlier. Very slowly, I crawl over to him and nod toward the chair in the corner. “Go sit.”

“What if I don’t want to sit?” he asks, a challenging gleam in his eyes.

“Oh, you do. Trust me.” Again, I point to the chair. “I’m waiting.”

“Aren’t you saucy tonight?”

“You have no idea,” I say and slide off the bed. When he finally sits down in the chair, I sashay over and move between his legs. Then, I lean down, place my hands on his muscular thighs and begin to trail my tongue over his chest, letting my long hair drag over his lap and tickle him.

His head drops back and, for a moment, he lets me have my way. But, then, he tries to regain control and wraps his hands around my wrists, tugging me forward to straddle him.

“Not yet,” I whisper. When he reluctantly lets go, I resume kissing my way down his taut abs. Then, I slowly kneel between his legs, reach out and wrap my fingers around his long, hard length. I look up at him from beneath my lashes and see him struggling to keep it together. “I’m going to put you in my mouth,” I tell him.

He lets out a ragged breath and grips the arm rests hard enough to turn his knuckles white.

I’m nervous and keep in mind all the little tricks Jasmine just shared:Drag your hair over his lap. Watch your teeth. Use your tongue. Maintain eye contact. Suck til your cheeks cave in. And, don’t ignore the jewels.

I grip his smooth cock in my hand, wrap my lips around him and begin to pull him further into my mouth. Back and forth. All the way to the back of my throat.

“Fuck,” he hisses.

And, for God’s sake, don’t gag. Just swallow and do it with a smile on your face.

No, I’m not going to gag. But, I am going to suck him until I see him lose control. I must be doing something right, because Nick slides his fingers through my hair and pulls. “Jesus...Christ…” he moans.

Then, his hips surge up and, all the while, he watches me, eyes silver and intense.

And, then he’s gone. I can see the passion-glazed look that overtakes him and any semblance of control he was managing to hang onto disintegrates.

“Sav,” he pants, thrusting his hips. “I’m going to come.” He tries to pull me up, tugging on my hair, but I’m going to see this through.

I’m going to watch Nick surrender to me completely.

I suck harder and with a long, low groan, Nick’s lower body jerks and shudders. When his hot liquid hits the back of my throat, I swallow it down like a pro.

I did it,I think, and pull back, strangely proud of myself. I’ve never done that before and I think I just rocked his world. It takes him a few moments to get himself together and I climb up onto his lap and kiss him thoroughly. Making him taste himself.

Just like he did to me.

“Are you okay?” I ask, a twinkle in my eye.

His breathing has finally slowed down and he tightens his arms around me. “You’re really something else. You know that?” he asks, his voice full of wonder.

“And, don’t you forget it,” I whisper.

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