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“Blow jobs are all about having enough saliva, suction, and using your hands,” he offered as my first lesson.

My gaze flicked up to his and then down again, focusing on where he took his cock in hand. The vision of him touching himself sent a shiver through me. Per usual, I said what was on my mind. “Would you fit inside of me? You look bigger than I’m used to.” Not only was he long, he was thick, too.

His eyes floated closed. “We aren’t going to find out, but yes. If we prepped you, it would fit.”

“Prepped?”

“No more of this conversation. I’m already crossing a line I didn’t think I would.”

I reached for his hand, pulling him over. “Lie down, please.”

He complied, propping his torso up with pillows. “Wait. You need to get dressed first. No exposed lower half.”

I giggled. “Seriously?”

“Yes. I told you, we’re not having sex.” He got up and helped me put my T-shirt back on and then gathered my panties off the floor.

After dressing me quickly, he assumed the position on the bed.

“Which angle works best? Should I kneel between your legs or…” I wasn’t sure where to begin.

“Kneeling is fine,” he said tightly.

I took a hold of him. “It’s so soft.”

“Not exactly a compliment at this moment.” He looked like he was having trouble breathing.

“I meant your skin; it’s like velvet.” I watched him wince. “Am I hurting you?”

“No.”

“Then why do you look as though you’re in pain?”

“Because you’re killing me here.”

I smirked. “Then I guess I should get on with it. Tell me if I suck at it. Pun totally intended.”

Bending my head down, I wasted no time in licking him from base to crown. My tongue flicked at the drop of liquid appearing at his tip, allowing me the first taste of him. It immediately made me want more.

“Christ, Kenz—I didn’t mean to sound like a dick—pun totally intended, too—Oh hell—”

I took him completely into my mouth, enjoying the control I had over him in this moment. Running my tongue down his entire length, I ensured he was coated with my saliva and then sucked him slowly.

“Just like that. Put your hand at the bottom.” He demonstrated how with his fist curling around his base, and I followed suit. Using both my mouth and my hand, I found a rhythm, hollowing my cheeks, so I could take him all the way to the back of my throat.

“That’s it.”

I wished I had my casted hand free but did the best I could with the one, enjoying his expression of sheer lust.

“Suck it faster. Oh, sweet Jesus.”

I increased my cadence and felt his hips start to arch up. His thighs tensed with his breaths coming out rapid fire. “I’m going to come, Kenz.”

I had no idea if he was preparing me or merely vocalizing his impending orgasm.

“You need to stop if you don’t want it in your mouth.”

I didn’t slow down, opting to satisfy my curiosity instead. When the thick liquid hit the back of my throat, I swallowed it all down, milking him completely dry as he finished in my mouth. The salty taste wasn’t unpleasant. Besides, watching his eyes practically roll back in his head with pleasure was definitely worth the effort.

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