Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 80102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I swallow hard.
His cock stands tall and hard, and even though I had my hand wrapped around it the other night, it looks bigger than it felt.
He takes a seat and tilts his head toward his feet, indicating he wants me on my knees. This can’t be real, because this shit is what fantasies are made of.
When I sink to the floor, Rainn widens his legs.
The hair from his ankles to his thighs stands out against his light skin. I run my hands from his knees up to his hips.
He eases forward on the futon, bringing his cock closer, and it gives me a sense of power I could easily get used to. I haven’t even put my mouth on him yet, and his body trembles. It’s intoxicating.
Lowering my head, I keep my eyes on him while I take my first taste. Just a small lick.
Rainn sucks in a sharp breath and holds it, while a bead of precum spills out from his tip. Here’s the real test. I close my mouth over the head of his dick and drink up the salty flavor.
My cock twitches but is still essentially down for the count.
Orgasms with Rainn are more than orgasms. They’re a life experience. Fuck, they could become my religion.
Focus, Whit.
I close my eyes and try not to overthink this, remembering not to suck him too deep. I’ve always figured deep-throating is an art you learn over time, and I’d prefer not to gag and choke. Not this time, anyway. One day, though, I’ll want him to fuck my mouth until my eyes are watery and I can barely breathe.
I cup his balls and lightly squeeze them while I work him over with my mouth. He feels so heavy on my tongue.
“That feels so good, Whit.” His encouragement gives me confidence, making me feel as if I know what I’m doing, even though I have no clue.
All that’s running through my head is no teeth, watch the teeth, oh shit, where are my teeth? I need to calm down and let go.
Rainn told me that watching me fall apart turned him on more than anything, and I want to reverse that experience. I want to watch him while I bring him pleasure, I want the name he calls out in the middle of coming to be mine, and I want to enjoy this through his reactions and responses.
When I’m not overthinking, I let myself get lost in his soft moans and heavy breathing.
I alternate between sucking him while I bob my head up and down and licking his swollen tip.
All those times fantasizing about doing this. All those times I watched porn and thought about what it would be like. How it would feel.
It’s nothing like the real thing. It’s better because you can’t taste porn, you can’t smell it, and when you imagine someone running their hand over your head while you suck their cock, you can’t feel them actually do it.
When my jaw begins to get tired, I use my hand to work the base of his shaft.
Rainn reaches for me, his thumb trailing down my cheek. “I take it back. The hottest part isn’t you losing control. It’s watching you drawing out my orgasm with those fucking lips that look so good wrapped around my cock.”
Now that dirty talk is sexy, and I could definitely get used to it.
So could my dick. It’s full mast now, wanting round two. I try to ignore it and only concentrate on the feel of Rainn’s tight, velvety skin moving in and out of my mouth, but it doesn’t help.
My cock aches to the point I have to reach for it for some relief.
“Yes,” Rainn hisses. “Touch yourself while you suck my dick. I want to watch that.”
My hand is no replacement for Rainn’s, but when I look up with his dick in my mouth, my hand on my cock, the expression of pure lust in Rainn’s eyes has me coming again.
It’s not as forceful as before, but it seems to go on forever.
Waves of pleasure shoot through me, and it takes all my strength to keep my mouth open wide for Rainn’s thrusts. The muscles in his thighs tighten and release, tighten and release.
“I’m close …” he warns.
Maybe I shouldn’t try to swallow my first time, but I’m dying for it. I want him to give me his all. I hum around his cock, and he lets go.
Warm spurts of cum fill my mouth and my throat. There’s so much of it, I can’t take it all at once, and some dribbles out the side of my lips. Rainn squirms as he convulses over and over again.
If I thought my orgasm was long, it’s nothing compared to Rainn’s. When I think he’s done, his hips lift off the futon again, and more salty taste covers my tongue. That’s when his body finally goes slack, and he pulls out of my mouth.