I poked my tongue out and swirled it over the mushroom tip, and saw Ryan’s abdominal muscles jump. That send a shiver of satisfaction through my body.
“Perfect. Now put it in your mouth.” He exhaled, low and slow when I did. “Oh, that’s beautiful. You’re learning so fast.”
Part of it was instinctive. As soon as he was in my mouth, I sucked and flicked my tongue, looking up at him to watch his reactions. Every twitch of his jaw, every noise that escaped him only encouraged me more.
“Try and take it deeper,” he muttered. “It’s okay, you can take it slow.”
I knew deepthroating was hard, and with how big Ryan was, I knew it would be pretty much impossible — at least for my first time. But I tried my best, getting almost half in my mouth. Spit slid past my lips, down his shaft, so I used both my hands to massage the rest of him, while I hollowed my cheeks as sucked him as well as I could.
His brows jumped up. “Are — are you sure this is your first time?” He sounded unsteady.
I took my mouth off him. “You know it is.”
“You’re so…enthusiastic,” he finished.
“‘Course I am,” I replied, my hands still stroking him. “I want to make you feel good. I know I’m a beginner, but I’m trying my best.”
He reached out, fingers gently wiping away some saliva from my chin. “There’s nothing hotter than enthusiasm.”
I wrapped my lips around his cock again, his words ringing in my head, making me want to try harder. I thought of all the times he gave me pleasure. I wanted to give that to him. I rolled my tongue against his length, I stroked him with my hand, I bobbed my head.
I must’ve looked like a total mess, but soon Ryan was babbling.
“Shit,” he muttered, voice so soft, I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to hear. “You look so good, your pretty pink lips stretched around cock.”
Soon, the room was filled with the wet noise of him sliding in and out of my mouth. I didn’t exaggerate any gagging, sloppy noises, but I didn’t try to hide them either.
He groaned. “You’re so fucking filthy.” He glared at me, though the effect was undercut by the sweat on his brow. “I know what you’re doing.”
I just batted my eyelashes at him.
He hissed, his face going tight with concentration. After a moment, he reached out, his fingers combing through my hair. “God, Tessa. Do you know how fucking gorgeous you are? Lying between my legs, mouth on my cock. You love it, don’t you? Giving me head. Good little cock sucker.”
I slid him out of my mouth, taking a moment to catch my breath. “Was I good?”
“A plus, baby.”
I made a show of licking my lips and blinking up at him with big, round eyes. “You can throat train me whenever you like.”
Something passed over his face, dark like a stormy cloud. “Get on your hands and knees.”
A thrill ran through me. That was his bossy, grumpy tutor voice.
I hurried to obey.
“Ass in the air,” he ordered.
I shook my hips, teasing him, but my silent giggle was replaced with a gasp when he pushed a finger into me. I was so wet and turned on, his digit slid inside easily.
“You’re fucking drenched,” he said. “Sucking my cock turned you on that much, huh?”
“I loved it,” I admitted immediately. “Promise you’ll keep teaching me. Promise you’ll teach me everything.”
He lowered himself over me, flattening me into the bed. I felt his cock nudge at my entrance. “I’ll teach you everything,” he murmured against my ear. “But you have to make me a promise too.”
I tilted my hips, trying to get him inside me. “What?” I asked.
“You can only do this stuff with me, okay? I’ll train you to take cock, but only mine, understand?”
