Page 15 of Until Him

Theo watches me carefully for a second and then repeats it slowly and I scribble it down. Most of it is unintelligible, but I’ll manage. I have the gist of it anyway.

“Ready now? Or do you want to interrogate me some more?” he asks when my pencil stops scrawling on the paper.

I lean back with a major eye roll. “Yeah, yeah. I’m done. Go ahead.”

He explains the chemistry concept once more, and I’m able to pay attention this time. When we’re finished and he finally shuts the book and sets it down next to him thirty minutes later, I feel my nerves start up again. But it’s more excitement than anything.

I close my laptop and set it over my crotch to hide the growing erection underneath it. God, why am I so horny for this? Maybe it’s because this is new and exciting, or maybe it’s because I haven’t gotten laid in over a month.

“What do I owe you?” I ask, my voice embarrassingly squeaky.

He taps his pencil on his pursed lips and then sets it on the floor. He suddenly pushes himself up and stands in front of me, his fingers reaching out and brushing against my cheek, and my skin positively flames. I’m standing too close to the sun right now; I’m going to get burned.

The vein in my neck pulses violently, as does the one in my dick. It knows, positively knows, what’s going to go down right now.

And I am so fucking ready.

Theo’s thumb presses against my bottom lip, pulling it down slightly, and then he pulls away, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. I’m practically panting as I watch him, but his face is impassive and expressionless. Either this dude has the best poker face I’ve ever seen, or he really doesn’t like me. My stomach twists slightly at the thought.

He yanks down his pants, his cock jutting out right in front of my mouth, and I exhale shakily. Jesus, never have I ever done this before, and I am fucking tense. It doesn’t help that Curie is sound asleep next to me and purring, loudly—damn cat sounds like a Corvette with a faulty muffler system.

I nudge her, but she doesn’t wake up. So, I gently slide her unconscious body under the bed. I don’t want her watching my first time. I can just imagine her holding up tiny scorecards.Four point five for effort, negative seven for technique.

I glance up at Theo, our eyes clashing.

“Suck,” he says.

“Go easy on me,” I whisper, and he gives me a clipped nod.

My lips part and I lean forward, pressing them to the tip of him, then flicking my tongue out to trace his slit.

His breath stutters above me, and it spurs me on. I suck his entire head into my mouth and the taste of him explodes on my tongue—slightly salty, musty, and clean, like soap.

I shift a little closer, and his fingers thread through my hair as he pushes his cock further into me. My jaw aches from how wide I have to keep it open, and we’ve barely even started.

My hands reach up and clasp onto his hips, my fingertips digging into his skin as he continues to stretch my mouth around him. It goes on and on, and my eyes water as he bottoms out, my throat working around his thick length.

Apparently, I don’t have a sensitive gag reflex, because he goes in quite nicely. Shit, who knew? He pulls back out slowly and his cock drags over my tongue until he’s almost fully out and then he pushes his wayslowlyback inside, carefully entering my throat again.

I swallow around him again, and he moans, his fingers tightening in my hair, tugging roughly.

“Fuck,” he whispers as he gently fucks into my mouth and throat. I’m drooling now, my jaw aching as I breathe through my nose. He bottoms out with every thrust, his balls hitting my chin, and I dig my fingers into his thighs as he softly rocks into me.

My eyes are drawn to his face, and when I look up, his eyes are on me. His pupils are blown out, his cheeks are pink and flushed, and his lips are swollen and red from biting down on them. It looks like he’s the one who sucked cock.

“Look at you stuffed full of me,” he says, one of his fingers tracing my upper lip.

He fucks down my throat again, and I swallow.

“Such a fucking cock slut,” he mutters. “You don’t even gag.”

I hum around him, my dick happy from the praise, and his eyes roll back slightly in his head, his hips thrusting faster.

“I’m going to come,” he says, and then he begins to fuck my face harder, the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat roughly. Suddenly, his thighs are flexing, and he sinks all the way down my throat, unloading straight into my stomach.

He trembles and jerks as I swallow his come, and then he sags slightly, his hands on my shoulders.

“God,” he mutters, pulling himself out of me.

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