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I’ve never felt anything like it. My body liquifies as tingling euphoria turns my skin into something as light and insubstantial as air. I feel as though one good, strong breeze might whisk me away into nothingness.
And as I slowly come down from my high, a newfound heaviness consumes my body, making me sink limply against the mattress as my eyes droop closed.
“Okay, wow,” I sigh, so filled with contentment I could very easily fall asleep right here and now.
Cassio chuckles as he shifts from between my legs, letting them fall gently closed and to the side as he comes to lie next to me. He pulls me close, one arm snaking around my waist as the other props his head so he can look at me.
I turn my face to see his, a lazy smile spreading across my lips.
“Pretty good?” he asks lightly, teasing me.
“Pfft,” is the only objection I can manage.
He laughs again, leaning in to brush his lips against mine, and I can smell myself lingering on his breath. My pulse quickens in response, and I lick my lips as I peer deep into his eyes.
“That was amazing,” I confess as my thoughts come into sharper focus.
“Good.” Cass kisses me more deeply this time, his lips lingering as his tongue traces a soft line between my lips.
They have a new bitter tang that wasn’t there before, and it’s strangely exhilarating to know I’m tasting my own arousal from his exceptional work. God, it felt so good to have his lips wrapped around my clit, his tongue stroking me. I want to return the favor.
I can feel his need pressed against my hip, though he doesn’t do anything to bring himself relief. And while he’s probably as frustrated as I felt when he stopped before my release, I know he won’t push me further tonight. I sense it in the restraint with which he’s kissing me.
He wants to make tonight about pleasing me, but I’m just as hungry to make him feel good. Shifting in his arms, I slowly turn to face Cassio as I continue to kiss him. Growing more adamant, I stroke my tongue between his teeth and am rewarded with a throaty moan.
“Your turn,” I murmur, echoing his words from earlier.
Finding my nerve, I sling a leg over his hips, straddling him once again. The fabric of his slacks whispers against my overly sensitive clit, making it pulse with a belated aftershock of pleasure.
As we continue to make out, my curls cascade down around us, blocking out the dim lighting, and I scoop them to one side, so they’re out of the way.
Cassio helps, his long fingers brushing through my locks and holding them away from my face. “God, your hair,” he breathes, the awe of his tone finishing his compliment even if he doesn’t say out loud that he finds my curls beautiful.
I love the feel of his skin brushing against my nipples, the contrast of warm flesh raising cold goosebumps along my spine. And then I slowly start to make the same path down Cassio’s neck and chest, following his example as I work my way toward his jeans.
His chest rises more rapidly as I reach his abs, worshiping them for all their symmetrical perfection as my lips find the crevices between each well-formed muscle. The V along his hips direct me where to go, and shaky as they are, my fingers find the button of his jeans.
“Bianka,” Cassio murmurs, propping himself up on his elbow to look at me.
I look up self-consciously, worried I’ve already managed to do this wrong somehow, and find gentle affection written across his proud face.
Reaching out with one hand, he cups my cheek, the pad of his thumb brushing lightly across my skin. “You don’t have to if you’re not ready. I can wait.”
“Iwantto make you feel as good as you made me,” I insist.
Warm amusement lights Cassio’s eyes. “Well, I can’t refuse an offer likethat.”
I giggle, and as my fingers get to work once again, they’re somehow steadier than before. I love the confidence he knows just how to give me, the comfort that I’m the one making this decision to do something for him.
As I begin to pull his pants and boxers down, Cassio helps, lifting his hips up off the bed to make it easier. His cock springs free, and I swallow hard at the sight of it. I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do with something that size, but I’m not about to back out now.
Dropping his pants onto the floor, I turn my attention back to the task at hand, at a loss for where to start but not wanting to say as much and look like a complete idiot. And then Cassio’s hand finds mine, slowly guiding it to the base of his cock.
My hand looks so tiny wrapped around his erection and almost hidden beneath his considerably bigger hand.
“If you hold it here and move it up and down at the same time as your mouth, you won’t have to take so much of me while you’re getting used to it,” he explains gently, showing me the motion he means as he keeps his hand on top of mine.
I nod gratefully and lean down as he releases my hand, letting me take control once more. I may not have firsthand experience, but I’ve had enough girl talk on the topic to know you don’t use teeth during a blowjob.
