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His hand shoots out to grip my chin and, as if unable to help himself, he pulls at my bottom lip with his thumb. “Are you sure about this?”
And I know why he's asking. Because this is something I've never done by choice before. I've never put a man's dick in my mouth simply because I wanted to. The men I've slept with in the past asked for it, but I didn't trust any of them enough to give them this part of myself.
“Yes,” I tell him as clearly as I can with the tip of his thumb in my mouth. “This is my choice, Cole. I'm choosing to do it.”
“But why?”
“Because I trust you.”
It's a monumental moment. One that we both bask in for several long beats as I look up at him through dark lashes and he looks down at me.
He’s the one to finally break the silence with just a single word.
“Okay.”
With my heart in my throat and beating with nerves, I fumble with the button of his shorts. Flicking it open, I drag down his zipper and take a steadying breath.
“You're okay,” he whispers. “You don't have to do this.”
His sweetness only makes me want to do it more. “It's not that,” I tell him. “I'm just nervous I won't do it right.”
He laughs, full and loud. Shaking his head, he says, “Baby, there’s nothin’ you can do to me with those lips that would be wrong, you understand?”
Swallowing the girlish giggle threatening to bubble out of me, I tug at the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down over his ass, his boxers falling with them.
And there he is.
Big and hard and weeping from the tip.
Without thought, I lean forward and clean up the droplet with my tongue. Cole hisses, his hips thrusting forward instinctively.
“Thea— Fuck—“
Wrapping my hand around the base of his dick, I try not to overthink what I’m doing, parting my lips and taking him into my mouth.
His hands find their way into my hair and knead my scalp. I can tell from the softness of his touch that he's holding himself back and resisting his natural urge to take control. It’s a struggle for him. I can tell that much. But I appreciate it more than he could ever know. He gives me all the power. And in a state of such vulnerability, he makes me feel safe.
Adjusting to the feel of him in my mouth, I tentatively swirl my tongue over the tip before sinking farther down his shaft. It's surprisingly smooth, like stretched velvet. And I'm shocked by how much I enjoy the sensation of it on my tongue and how much I love his taste. Curious how far I can take it, I swallow down as much of his thick length as I can, stopping only when my gag reflex kicks in.
He jolts, fingers clenching in my hair. I cast a shy glance up to see his eyes roll back, his lips parting to release a long and guttural moan.
God, he looks so hot like that.
Lost in sensation, head tipped to the sky as his Adam's apple bobs up and down his throat, it's a sight I could stare at forever. And it only pushes me to work him harder, to do all I can to keep that expression on his face for as long as possible.
I twist my hand, stroking upward in time with my sucking and his legs start to shake. When I flick my tongue over the part of him just below the head, he wrenches himself from my mouth with a grunt.
“You gotta stop sucking if you want it inside you,” he says deeply.
But my lips stay parted, my tongue stretched out as I look up at him, begging him with my eyes to let me carry on.
“Fuck, princess, you can’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?” I flutter my eyelashes as if clueless to what he means.
“Like you’re desperate for another taste.”
I pout. “But I am.”
