Page 64 of Convincing the Catcher

“Open wide, baby,” I coo. “I think you’re ready to take me a little deeper, aren’t you?”

She answers by opening her mouth, exposing more of her tongue and throat, and I slide the lollipop against it before bringing it in and out multiple times.

Moving my hand from her chin to her hair, I give it a little tug.

“Fuck, you’re doing so well, following directions,” I practically grit out. “But I’d want my cock to be wetter, so can you spit on it?”

She hesitates for a moment before she spits down onto the candy.

“Yeah, just like that,” I murmur. “I need you to open wide again because now that it’s nice and wet, it can fuck your throat easier.”

Now, there’s no hesitation, and when her mouth opens, I drag the candy against her tongue, pushing it deeper and deeper before dragging it back out. Over and over and deeper and deeper until finally, she gags for me.

The gag alone has my cock jumping.

“Fuck, I could watch that all day,” I growl, dragging the candy against her sticky, soaked lips “Can’t wait for it to be my dick you’re choking on though.” I pull her hair tighter in my hand. “You think you’re ready for that, Harland? You ready to suck my dick now that you know exactly how I like it?”

“Mmhmm,” she moans, trying to nod, but I keep her hair held firmly so that she can’t.

“Good,” I say, my voice low and deep. “Now take my cock out.”

With shaky hands, she sits upward a bit and unclasps my belt before unbuttoning my jeans. When it comes time for my zipper, her eyes are on mine as she tugs it down. I lift my hips slightly while she pulls them and my briefs to the floor. With my cock standing tall in front of her, her eyes widen.

“I promise, you’ll do perfect.” I assure her, barely able to think straight because I’d say most of my blood is in my cock right now. “Just like I taught you, baby. Show me everything you learned.”

With her body trembling and her eyes wide with apprehension, she positions herself right between my legs and sticks her tongue out to taste me.

“Don’t forget, eyes on me, Harland,” I say, tangling my hand into her hair again, not yanking too hard. “Always keep them on me.”

She tastes me a bit longer, and when a bit of pre-cum spills out, she surprises me when she licks it up, swirling her tongue around before her lips suction to the tip of my cock.

Everything she did to the lollipop, she’s doing to me. Only now, she’s less unsure, getting more confident. I swear to God, I must hiss loud enough to be heard in the hallway when she pulls back and spits on me, eyes never leaving mine.

Her pouty, sticky, wet lips open wide, and she begins to move her mouth up and down my cock. Her body rocks back and forth, and each time, my dick slides a little deeper into her throat.

“Fuck, baby.” I whimper when I hit the back of her throat and feel the sensation of her gagging against me. “You keep sucking my dick like that, and you’re going to have a mouthful of cum to swallow down.”

I think I expect that to scare her because, up until last night, she was a virgin. This is the first time she’s ever sucked dick, even though she’s doing it like a fucking pro. Instead of pulling away, she continues to take me deeper. The gagging stops, and her rocking grows faster.

“Fuuuck,” I hiss, my grip on her hair tightening.

I want to keep my eyes on hers, but I’m forced to squeeze mine shut because the second my balls begin to tingle, my vision begins to blacken around the edges of my sight.

When I crack an eye open, I see her head moving up and down against my lap, and I’m a fucking goner. I blow my load down her throat, and even though I’m trying to be gentle, I can’t stop my hand from gripping her hair tightly and holding her there.

Though she squirms a little, she quickly adjusts, and I feel the sensation of her throat working to swallow every drop. And once my cock stops pulsing and she begins to pull back, I don’t let her.

“Now lick me clean, Harland,” I rasp, my mind absolutely shredded from what she just did for me. Her tongue works up and down my cock before swirling around the tip, and I swallow roughly. “Good fucking girl,” I barely choke out, my body trembling. “You get an A for giving me the best head I’ve ever gotten.”

Once she stands, I fall back onto the bed to gather myself. But only for a minute or two. Because as good as she just did? She deserves a fucking reward.

I just hope she likes to be rewarded with my tongue between her thighs.

HARLEY

Cane gently pushes me onto my back on the bed before he pulls my leggings down, and when he notices I’m not wearing panties, his eyes darken. “What, Catch? Was this your plan all along? To get me alone in this hotel room so that I’d end up between your legs?”

The truth is, I ran out of clean underwear and hadn’t been keeping up much on my laundry until the past few days. So, I decided I’d just skip them altogether. But this moment is sexy, and I’m not going to ruin it with that story.