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This time he grunted with his nod.
A small smile lifted at the corners of her mouth before she wrapped her lips around him again and did exactly what she’d asked to do. She sucked him like a lollipop. She pulled him into the wet heat of her mouth. Each tantalizing, suctioning pull of her tongue held more pressure than the last. She was brand new at this and yet her movements were as confident and skilled as any he’d ever felt. And, because it was her, there was the added emotional component. All of those things combined to make this far and away the most amazing blowjob he’d ever had. No contest.
As she moved her mouth up and down his rock hardness, he stroked her hair back from her face. Then he leaned down and his hands wandered down her body and he cupped her breasts and played with her nipples while she sucked him off, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. She moaned. He loved the sound, and he also loved that he could feel the vibrations of it through his shaft, coming off the back of her throat. He had never felt so connected to another human being before.
He stood back up and once again locked onto her eyes. They were so full of emotion. Every sensation that was pounding through her body was no mystery to him—he could see it laid bare right there, flitting across those expressive blue orbs.
Finally, he couldn’t take it one minute longer. He pulled back from her, holding her at arms’ length. He answered her unasked question in a voice raspy with lust. “Fuck, baby. I’m gonna die if I can’t be inside of you right now.”
***
Ginny had never felt so turned on in her entire life. Not in the first flush of discovering what sex was. Not during her first time with Dax, even. There was something about the look on his face. The energy coming off of him. He wanted her. When he said that he would die if he couldn’t be inside of her right then—right at that very moment—there was a part of that that was not hyperbole. She could tell he really meant it. It was life and death.
She felt the same way. She’d heard girls complain about giving guys blowjobs and honestly, she hadn’t been sure if she would like it. She also hadn’t been sure how to do it, but she remembered hearing a euphemism once, something along the lines of suck me like a lollipop. Actually, it might have been a rap song that said lick not suck, but the point was she’d wanted to try it. So she’d asked. And she was glad she had, because not only had he seemed to enjoy it, her lady parts had been alive with tingles the entire time. And when Dax touched her breasts and ran his hands through her hair it had only heightened her arousal.
He started to lean her back on the bed and climb on top of her, but she stopped him with firm hands on his shoulders and sat back up. “I want to try out being on top,” she said.
“You are going to kill me.” His voice was strangled.
“I hope not. There are a lot of things I want to try,” she was joking but the intense look in his eye told her he hadn’t found the humor in it.
She felt him shudder under her touch. His eyes closed. His jaw clenched.
When he opened his eyes he let out a slow breath, “There’s a very good chance this first time might be over quickly. But I won’t be down long and we’ll have round two, three, four, five, as many as you want.”
She grinned. “That’s sounds good. Can round one be me on top?”
“Hell, yes.” A smile broke out on Dax’s face as he positioned himself at the head of the bed, sitting up against the wall, and pulled her with him by her waist. She straddled him, sitting on his lap with her knees spread on either side of him, her hands on his shoulders.
Her entire body trembled with anticipation of what she knew was coming next. Ever since the last time together, she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him inside of her. How it felt, sure—but even just the pure eroticism of how the act looked. She couldn’t stop picturing it. It was consuming her waking thoughts. Her fantasies were graphic and explicit—and she wanted to try out every single one.
He took himself in his hand and she rose up as he grasped her hips, guiding her down onto him. She moved slowly, feeling him spread her out inside. She gasped at the intrusion.
It felt so different than the first time. Just as good, if not better, there was no question about that—but so much more natural. As if her body had remade itself, changed its shape so that they would be a perfect fit. Like her body was telling her what her mind and emotions already knew. She and Dax belonged together.
When she had taken him entirely inside of her, she began to move her hips slowly and rhythmically back and forth. It was like a dance. They moved in perfect rhythm to a melody that only they could hear. The feeling was mesmerizing. She sank deeper and deeper into the engrossing hypnosis, a power that only Dax had over her. She was definitely under his spell, there was no question about that.
He leaned forward and took her nipples in his mouth. Jolts of electricity shot from those stiff peaks and ricocheted around her body. She arched her back and her hands fisted in his hair. It shocked her how much pleasure he could give her with just the smallest flick of his tongue. It was insane.
Suddenly, she couldn’t move slowly and rhythmically anymore. It was beyond her capability. She had to go faster. Harder. Her internal rhythm was telling her what to do, and she was powerless to resist. It was instinct and there was no denying it.
She began to move up and down and the sensations that exploded from her core were deeper and more intense, in a way, even more than coming. It was like with every stroke, every trip up and down on his hard member, he was being imprinted on her DNA. Like there was an invisible yet powerful cord binding the two of them and it gained strength with every movement.
Never tearing his lips and tongue from her nipples, he slid his hand between the two of them and rubbed the nub at the top of her sex with his thumb. After only a few brushes she exploded in release, and it hit her so quickly that it was a surprise. She came harder than she had before, it ripped from her. Every muscle in her body was clenched and shaking.
It wasn’t a quick flash, either…It was a rolling tsunami that came in wave after wave. Every time she was sure that it must be ending, she crested another peak. It seemed like it would go on forever. She clutched his hair in her fists tighter and reveled in the way he held her and stroked her hair and back as she rode it out.
When she was finally spent, she collapsed against him, her head against his shoulder, gasping and weak. When she regained the wherewithal to think of anything but her own powerful sensations, she asked, “Are you…finished? I mean, did you…um…”
He smiled in that way she loved. That way that told her more clearly than words ever could that she was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen. Then, thankfully, he put her out of her misery. “Did I come? No.”
She searched his face, “Oh I thought you said it would be fast.”
He cut her off with a finger on her lips and a gentle smile. “I lost myself in watching you. In your pleasure.”
“Oh.” She nodded, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. She was sure he must not have felt as much as she had because there was no way she could have lost herself in anything but how good it felt. She was new at this. Maybe she’d done it wrong.
He must have sensed her uncertainty because he ran his fingers through her hair gently. “That and I pushed my balls down when they tightened up. Several times. It’s a trick I used to have to use in high school to stop coming fast.”
