Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 111089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
He kicked off his shoes and removed his pants with his briefs. My eyes went right to his hard cock.
He was so fucking hard.
And were my eyes deceiving me, or was he bigger than usual?
Whatever the reason, I couldn’t deny myself another moment. I got down on my knees on his shirt and gripped his thighs, guiding him to me, his cock sliding right into my mouth. I felt my tongue along the base of his shaft, following every familiar groove to the tip, then taking it deep once again.
James rested his hands on the back of my head, his moan letting me know I was doing it the way he liked. I took him in and out before teasing my tongue against the tip, feeling his precum leaking onto my tongue before sucking it up.
James started moving back, then got down on his knees before me. A kiss, followed by so many others, his tongue sliding into my mouth like he needed a taste of himself.
One hand caressed to my back while the other gripped my ass. Since we’d started messing around, our progression to him bottoming evolved so naturally, I hadn’t really been interested in doing anything else with him. But tonight something within me had shifted, making me hunger for him in this new way. And somehow I knew he felt it too.
“James…I want…”
“I know what you want,” he said against my lips as he firmed his hold on my ass.
We parted long enough for me to lie against his shirt. He navigated between my legs, kneeling over me, one hand planted against the ground as he offered tender kisses, which traveled from my mouth, down my body, past my navel. It was as though he’d never lacked the experience he claimed to when we first began messing around, he pulled my boxers right off, and in no time, his mouth was around my dick.
I lifted my legs, tilting my ass for his use. He kissed and licked around it. But then he stopped and leaned back.
I inspected his expression, and I could see his concern. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m scared I won’t be able to satisfy you like this. I told you, Sheila never—”
“Shh. Just give it a try, Big Man. Whatever happens, you’re safe with me…safe inside me.”
He smiled, but I could see so much tension and anxiety on his face, as though what we did had transported him back to those far less exhilarating encounters.
It made me hate that he’d been made to feel so inadequate, when he’d never shown me anything that would have led me to believe he could ever be anything other than considerate and generous.
“It’s my first time doing this too, so we’re in it together. I got you, Teach.”
His expression shifted. He looked determined as he spit in his palm and rubbed it across his shaft, again and again, before pushing it against me. As I’d anticipated, he was careful, and oh-so-considerate. Every centimeter was a gift, every inch a blessing. I felt so safe with him, so cared for as I lay on his shirt, that my body opened up effortlessly for my Big Man.
I thought I was over the biggest hurdle when I felt the tension. “Ah…ah…” He retreated slightly, and I said, “No, stay there. Stay in.”
“Deep breaths,” he told me.
“The voice of experience.”
I took a moment, letting my body relax after the sensation of that pressure, then nodded for him to go again. He obeyed, watching me as carefully as before, nudging his way inside me until I felt the rush of my prostate, reminding me of the times I’d explored it on my own in private.
“Fuck, fuck.”
“You good?” he asked.
“I’m fucking amazing,” I assured him, sliding my arms back and tucking my hands behind my head.
He beamed, leaning down, his arms hooking under mine as he kissed me, keeping his cock still in me, before he began his work again. My muscles shifted and spasmed, moving in their own dance of excitement with every nerve he stimulated with his movements.
As he pulled back, I gauged his expression again. All the worry and nervousness I’d seen on it before had dissolved, and I saw his confidence, his strength. Yes, this was the man I’d come to know. “Show me, James. Show me how much you love me. And I’ll show you.”
He rested his hand against my cheek before burying his tongue in my mouth and his cock deep within. I gasped as the sensation overwhelmed me with excitement.
Despite all the dancing we’d done that night, this was our best, our own DJ playing fast and then slow as we celebrated beneath the stars everything we’d discovered about one another. James was relentless in his exploration, guiding me in every position he could think of, as though trying to make up for lost time…or perhaps to rediscover this dominating side of himself that had me submitting entirely to his power.