AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I stepped towards her. “Do you still want me?” I asked.
Billie’s gaze slowly drew up my body. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Do you still hate that you want me?”
“Sometimes.” Her lips parted. “Not right now.”
I lowered my head, slowly, giving her plenty of time to back away. Billie didn’t move, not until I was barely an inch away, able to feel her warm breath—and then she didn’t move away from me, she moved towards me, and sealed our mouths together.
Fuck yes. This was what I had wanted, Billie initiating, Billie wanting me and doing something about it instead of fighting it, going hot and cold on me. I wrapped my arms around her, securing her, and she whimpered against my lips, sliding her tongue against mine. I started to move her towards the bedroom, but she didn’t move, bracing her hands on my chest instead.
“Wait,” she murmured. “Wait, wait, wait.”
“What is it?” I’d wait, if that was what she needed. If she wanted us to take it slow.
But she didn’t say anything about taking it slow. Instead, she sank to her knees.
Holy shit.
“I’ve wanted to do this since that first night,” she admitted. “You went down on me and it felt so good, I wanted to go down on you but I was too nervous then.” She licked her lips. “I want your cock in my mouth.”
Jesus fucking Christ. You couldn’t just say that to a guy. I was so hard it fucking hurt.
“Are you sure?” I asked, even as I undid my pants, drawing my cock out.
Billie nodded, smiling at me reassuringly. “I really am. I’m… this sounds so ridiculous, sorry, but I’m hungry for it.”
She sounded adorable and earnest, and I bent down to her level so that I could kiss her softly. “All right.” I stood back up.
Billie’s smile turned into a smirk, and her gaze slid over my cock like she really was starving for it. She took the base in her hand, holding it steady as she drew her lips over it, like she was feeling the texture of it. I grunted, trying to hold still as she started to lick it all over. She clearly hadn’t done this before, but she was eager, exploratory, licking all over until it felt like my breath was being punched out of my chest.
When she finally sucked just the head of my cock into her mouth, her tongue lapping against the slit, I thought I might actually come then and there. I carefully slid a hand into her hair, tightening my grip when she moaned approvingly. The vibrations traveled up my cock and shit, fuck, I had to—I had to think about car parts and list Daytona winners to keep myself from blowing my load right then and there.
Billie slowly worked herself further and further down onto my cock, taking more of me into her mouth as she started to get a rhythm going. Her mouth was so warm and wet, her tongue seeking out all the things that made me shudder, made my body jerk with pleasure.
I had to tug at her hair. “Billie, baby, hey, you gotta—I’m gonna—” I wanted to come in her mouth, down her throat, but not tonight. Tonight I wanted to fuck her.
Billie pulled off, looking pleased with herself. Her mouth was red and swollen, slick with her spit and my precome, and I nearly came then and there just from how hot she looked. I squeezed the base of my cock, breathing harshly through my nose, willing myself to hold on.
“Get up here,” I growled. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
Billie’s smirk said it all.
20
Billie
I had loved doing that for Pike. Getting to feel him fall apart, his cock thick and heavy on my tongue, stretching my mouth wide—I felt simultaneously submissive and powerful, controlling and at his mercy, and it was intoxicating.
Pike helped me to my feet and kissed me ferociously, his hands roaming all over me. I could feel his cock hard against me and I rolled my hips against it instinctively, shocked at how wet I already was, how turned on I had gotten just from sucking his cock.
I thought that Pike would want his revenge, but instead, to my surprise, he was slowing things down. Taking my clothes off slowly, roaming his hands over my body like he was trying to memorize it.
“And here I thought I’d get another spanking,” I teased him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he began to walk me backwards towards his bed. This apartment wasn’t large at all, and it was only a short few steps from the living area to the small bedroom with the bed that was, thank God, just big enough for the two of us.
“Not tonight,” he murmured. “You’ve been through enough.” He kissed me again, and then pushed me back lightly so that I fell onto the bed, giving him room to take off his clothes. “I want you to feel treated properly.”
