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I love the act of giving head. I love that my partner is transfixed the whole time. I love the fact that for once in my life I’m holding all the power.
And Ireallylove the fact that I’m good at it.
Not as Tasha.
As me.
“Fuck, I need a cold shower or something.” Laz turns away, shaking his head.
The memory of him standing next to me at the hospital with his flesh scorching mine flashes through my mind. I don’t want him to go.
I’m not invisible when I’m around him. I’m not a bad memory that keeps intruding. My whole life is bitter, and for once I want something sweet.
I grab two fistfuls of Laz’s T-shirt and pull him back to me. His eyes widen as my back hits the wall, and he captures my waist with his hands.
“Just shut up,” I whisper.
His lips are so close that I feel every word against my mouth. “I didn’t say anything.”
I release his T-shirt and slide slowly down the wall until I’m kneeling at his feet. Big feet in scuffed black boots, as attractively worn-in as his ripped jeans. Everything about Laz says that he knows how to have a good time. All you have to do is ask him how.
My sweaty palms are pressed against his stomach. I can feel him breathing. Waiting.
If I were a good girl, I wouldn’t be doing this.
If he were a good man, he’d step away and tell me to get up.
I guess we’re bad people because my fingers hook into his waistband, next to the button, and Laz doesn’t stop me. He probably thinks I’m hesitating. That a war is going on inside me. Should I? Shouldn’t I?
But I’ve already decided that I’m going to do this. I’m making a meal of it because the tension must be killing him. Hereallywants this. I knew it when he left that heart painted in cum on my sheets. I can see how much he craves it right now as the swelling in the front of his jeans gets bigger and bigger. The thick ridge at the head of his cock is visible through the denim.
Slowly, I lean forward and plant a kiss right there.
Laz groans.
I flick open the top button on his jeans.
He groans louder.
That’s right, you gorgeous asshole. Give me a groan for every little thing I do to you. His zipper needs only the slightest encouragement for the teeth to burst apart. His cock is angled to one side, thick and swollen, and a pang goes through my pussy as I imagine him buried deep in my mouth.
But not yet. I’m driving myself crazy with teasing him. I pull his briefs down, and the heavy weight of his dick swings forward.
Laz has one of the most gorgeous cocks I’ve ever seen. He’s buzzed off all his hair, making him look huge. The skin is soft and flushed pink, with a thick vein standing out along his length. I run my tongue up the underside of him, and slowly look up and meet his gaze. I can’t help my self-satisfied smile when I see the expression of utter focus and desire on his face.
I swallow the head of his cock, and he groans, curling his fist into the hair at the nape of my neck.
“Mia,” he says roughly in a voice I’ve never heard from him before, deep with need and desire. A curse and a surrender. “Mia. Fuck, yes, Mia.”
I suck him slowly up and down. He can’t stop saying my name and every time he does, my heart swells more and more until it feels like it’s going to burst.
With clumsy hands, he unbuttons my top and reveals the camisole underneath. He shoves it from my shoulders and exposes me, moaning as he runs his fingers up my breast.
A thrust of his hips, and the back of my head hits the wall and his cock slides deeper. It’s my dream. My favorite dream. The angle is just right. Laz is filling my throat so perfectly that I don’t gag, and I barely need to breathe. I hold on to his hips so I can feel their motion with my fingers as well. I wonder if you can come just from giving head. If I’d bothered to remove my jeans before I got onto my knees I could be touching myself, and I roll my hips in needy frustration.
“Horny, Bambi? I’ll take care of you in just a moment. Right now, you’re not going anywhere.”
The growl in his voice makes me moan around him.
