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“Average, fucking average,” he muttered, rolling his eyes to the ceiling. “Average, she’s telling me.”
“Uh, who are you talking to?”
“God.”
“You believe in God?”
“Nope.”
She rolled her eyes at his answer.
“But I need some answers from somewhere. ’Cause I don’t understand how someone who looks like you could call themselves average. Not just your looks; it comes from deep inside. Brave, too fucking brave for my peace of mind, giving, sweet, still believes in good despite what has happened to her, sees good in people who’ve long since stopped believing in it.”
“So, you’re saying I’m gorgeous on the inside.” She got that. How someone could be beautiful outside and ugly in. It was nice he was saying her inside was beautiful.
“Yeah, you are. You also have lips that are plump and pink and made for kissing. Your eyes sparkle and shine and they’re the most fucking amazing color. Never seen that shade before. When they go wide, I want to raze fucking cities to give you what you want. And your hair is silky and smells so fucking good, don’t ever stop using whatever you use on it because I won’t be happy.”
“O-okay.” It felt surreal. He didn’t always say a lot and usually most of what he said was an order of some kind. But when he decided to talk, he really went all out. She’d never had anyone say anything like that to her before. She didn’t really believe it. She wasn’t the person he saw.
But still, the words went to her head, making her feel light-headed with pleasure.
“So, don’t let me hear you calling yourself average again, understand? I won’t be fucking pleased with you. Which means you won’t be sitting comfortably.”
“You know you keep speaking of these spankings, yet I’ve never actually gotten one.”
“Baby girl, you’ve spent all your time under my roof with bruises and injuries, you think I’m gonna spank you under those circumstances? Still not sure I should with the things you’ve been through.”
“What he did to me was completely different, I know that. And, right now, I don’t want to talk about him.”
This time was hers. Would likely be the only time she got to be with him.
“Thank Christ, cause talking about him is the one sure way to make me lose this.” He ran his hand up his cock.
“Can I suck you off now?” she asked.
“Say pretty please.”
“Pretty please, can I suck you off now?”
“Christ, fuck yes. Lick the tip. That’s it. Run your tongue over the slit.” He took in a sharp breath. “Fuck. Christ. Not sure how long I’m going to last with you sitting there naked, your cheeks still flushed with pleasure, the taste of you on my tongue.”
Oh, hell. The things he said to her.
“Lick your way down the shaft.” He gripped himself around the base as she moved her tongue in light flicks down his dick. He was slightly salty.
“Fuck, yes. At this point, I’d usually have you cup my balls. Another time, once you’re healed.”
But they only had tonight. There was no point bringing that up, though. It would only serve to cause her pain.
“Take me back into your mouth, eyes on me.”
She drew him inside her, keeping her eyes on his.
“Take as much of me as you can, that’s it. Fuck, I cannot wait for the day when I get to fuck your mouth. Not tonight, don’t worry. Tonight we’re taking things easy.”
She sucked. Needing to give him as much pleasure as he’d given her.
“Fuck. Yes. Christ, your mouth. How can you be so warm? So sweet. Baby girl, I’m not gonna last much longer. Fuck. Fuck. You got to pull back and finish me with your hand.”
