Page 24 of The Virgin Playboy

“Only that everyone's allowed to voice their concerns. If things stops feeling fun or natural, you're allowed to tap out.”

“Sound good,” as I nodded, but so many more thoughts and concerns came up. “Just so we’re clear, are we going the actual friends with benefits route. Or will we be the type of situation that doesn’t go into personal stuff. I’m just asking for myself to respect the boundaries involved.”

“Well,” kiss. We could have fun in other areas too.” Kiss. “You said so yourself, New York is way too big and lonely to try to navigate it yourself.” Kiss. “We can hang out.” Kiss. “Go out to a movie.” Kiss. “Fuck,” she said in a smile that ended in a kiss. “Hit up a museum…fuck.” Kiss. “We can be a very uncomplicated friend with benefits.”

“As long as I understand what I’m allowed with you,” I smiled, leaning in for another kiss. Now that that was settled, the kissing got deeper, limbs entangled, and it was getting harder and harder to hide what was growing below the belt.

“Sit back,” she instructed, confusing me at first, as it seemed to shift the natural flow.

“I'm not doing anything wrong, am I?” A genuine question.

“No, I'm just gonna go down on you first, because it helps get rid of that initial excitement. Getting back there is a little easier when we’re both are at the same level of arousal. I know what I'm doing, so I swear I'll be quick.” What could I do but enthusiastically agree?

Helping her out by lifting my bum, she pulled down the waist of my trunks, revealing a cock that would likely explode with any attention given to it, as she had to gently remind me to lay back down by pushing me onto my back.

“You have such a beautiful dick,” she smiled, meeting her lips to my shaft, causing an involuntary twitch.

“Thanks, I think,” I nervously laughed, anxiously anticipating the warmth associated with what her mouth felt like.

“Mmm…” she moaned, maintaining eye contact as she teased my shaft with a long lick, making my entire mid-section tense up. “I love sucking dick,” she admitted, gripping me firmly, teasing my frenulum with her adventurous tongue.

“Do you like the idea of me sucking your dick?” I blew out a loud, relieved breath, that my cock finally came in contact with her entire mouth. I was at her mercy.

“That looks so hot,” I confessed, instinctively bringing my hand to the back of her head to predict her rhythm. A part of me knew I wasn't gonna last three minutes of this, but that was the point. My refractory period was pretty fast, but there'd be a time where I'm not focused on getting head and climaxing for a good ten minutes.

She spit on my length, using it to corkscrew alongside the sides of me, my toes curling at the expertise and variety against the warmth. “Oh, fuck Jaq, I like that. I like that a whole fucking lot,” I moaned.

“Hmph,” she laughed under her breath. “I knew I'd get a swear out of you,” she teased, devouring me again, as I disappeared into her mouth.

“I can't help it,” my voice broke in a laugh. “It's really hard not to when your entire soul is being sucked out of you.” And then she started bobbing up and down with no mercy, so I was coming, whether I wanted to or not.

It was like the weirdest combinations of feelings because on one hand, it felt pretty dominant, having her selflessly focus on me, only my pleasure mattering in the moment. But on the other hand, I was equally helpless, captive to the fact she was leaving me a complete mess.

Warmth spread to my groin, and I was reaching that point of no return. “I'm gonna come, baby. Make me come,” I pleaded, as her tongue engulfed me in heaven built on wet, warmth and silk.

Instinctively, the hand behind her head met the free hand she’d been pressing down on my stomach with, and it wasn't long before my entire midsection tensed, my hips bucked, and all that my body had, emptied into her mouth.

Physically, I was spent, even though my only participation required for me to just sit there. But as the euphoria overtook, a big smile stretched across my lips, as her mouth withdrew.

“Well, you weren't lying when you said you were good at head,” I joked, pulling my waistband back up.

“I like to give it as good as I get,” she said, as she peppered kisses on my lower stomach, making my moment of calm that much more relaxing.

“Now we're on the same level.” I pulled her on top of me, to join me in a tangle of lips.

We'd been here before, so close to naked, but never quite there. So, when I asked if I could unbutton her bra, I was glad to say she did not disappoint.

“Well, what do you think?” she asked, as I immediately snaked kisses from her décolletage to breast. Tear-shaped, not too big or small. Definitely a hand and a mouthful, as I found myself devouring each nipple between my lips.

“Super, super natural,” I spoke through a mouth full of tit. “I feel very honored to have the pleasure of these disappearing between my lips,” I eagerly licked and sucked. “Mmm…Jaq, you’re so sexy, I swear there’s all these things I want to do to you, but I’m still building up the tolerance for it all.”

My mouth eventually explored more than just her breasts, making trips down her stomach, up to her neck and shoulders, then all the way back down to where I was between her legs. “Mmm…your lips feel so good,” she whimpered.

“Bet they’d feel even better on your pussy,” I teased, helping her out of her knickers, as my fingers found their way to her other lips. I almost cried at how sexy the sound her lips made sloshing my index and right finger through her slickness.

“Can I eat you, baby?”

“Maybe another time. I'm so ready to fuck you, I just want to feel you inside me. Is that okay?”