Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 88305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“You have to open your mouth for the whole process to start, Naomi.”
She does so tentatively. Fuck. It’s so small, I don’t know how the hell she’ll fit me inside her.
I release my dick and stifle a groan. “I need your hands on it first.”
She hesitates for a second and I command her again, but with a jerk of my head instead of using my voice.
Surprisingly, she understands the unspoken order and reaches her petite hands toward me. The moment they cautiously wrap around my length, almost like she doesn’t know how to touch it, I briefly close my eyes. She strokes me softly, too softly. I focus on taking hard, guttural breaths so I won’t come from the mere brush of her skin against mine.
When I reopen my eyes, Naomi is staring up at me and then looks at my dick while she strokes it, as if she’s reading my reaction to her.
“Tighten your hold and do it faster,” I grunt.
She picks up her pace, but it’s not enough. She’s still uncertain, treating me with kid gloves like I might break when it’s the other way around.
The only one susceptible to breaking in this situation is her.
“Don’t be scared of applying pressure. You won’t hurt me.”
Naomi tightens her tiny grip and moves it from the base of my dick to the tip. I hiss in a breath and she pauses, her movements unsure, before she resumes her task.
While I don’t mind being fondled by her, this is neither the time nor the place.
“Take me in your mouth and stop the innocent virgin act.”
She glares up at me, her gaze burning in the pitch-blackness, and I expect her to let her sarcastic side loose, as usual, but she slowly guides me inside her mouth.
Her technique is awkward at best as she tries to fit me in as much as possible. Is this a tactic so she can get away without sucking me off?
In her attempt to stuff me in, her teeth graze my dick and I grunt as I grab a handful of her hair and wrench her head back. “No fucking teeth.”
Her eyes widen, but she nods as she closes her lips around my dick and sucks at a moderate pace.
“Are you sure you want to get me off? Because at this rate, I’ll be falling asleep.”
She frowns, and sucks harder, a challenge sparking in her eyes. But she’s not dropping the act of pretending to be clueless.
Wait a fucking second.
Maybe it’s not an act.
“Holy fuck. You’ve never put a dick between those pretty lips before, have you?”
It’s barely visible, but a slight blush creeps up her cheeks as her gaze turns downcast. I tighten my hold on her hair and pull her attention back to me, her huge eyes imploring, almost begging me to tell her what to do.
Why is that such a turn-on?
I shouldn’t help her win, but I couldn’t give two fucks about that right now. The fact that she’s on her knees for the first time ever, that she’s so inexperienced in giving blowjobs that she’s actually looking at me for pointers is a moment I want to tuck in a secret box and revisit later.
A weird sense of possessiveness grips me by the fucking ball. She’s like this for me.
Only me.
“Use your tongue,” I tell her firmly but not harshly.
She complies, unhurriedly at first, as if getting a feel for me, but then her rhythm picks up, matching my thudding heartbeat.
“Hollow your cheeks as you suck, baby,” I growl.
Naomi is a fast learner. She doesn’t even need me to tell her how to alternate between sucking and licking and figures it out on her own.
Her technique is still sloppy at best, but she makes up for it with the force of her determination. With the challenge shining in her dark gaze. With how her entire body is in tune with her strokes.
“Stop,” I grit out from between clenched teeth.
She does, her brows drawing together.
“Open your mouth the widest possible and keep it that way.”
When she does, I pull out to the tip, then thrust in, hitting the back of her throat over and over. I use her hair to keep her head steady and in the same position.
Moisture shines in her eyes and a shudder invades her.
She doesn’t fight, though. Even as her gag reflex kicks in. Even when she drools, her face reddening, and the tears finally spill free.
They’re curious ones, her tears, and there’s this primal need pulsing inside me to see more of them. To smear them on her face with my fucking cum.
It’s the first time I’ve ever thought about tears in such a way.
On her, they’re a different way where I can dominate her until her submission rips free through them.
Naomi still doesn’t attempt to push me away like any normal person who’s having breathing problems would.