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"I don't want him, Noah," I murmur, taking a step forward until it's me that's pressing my breasts against his chest. "The only person I'm thinking about, the only person I want…is you."
I brush my lips across his, but he doesn’t kiss me back, prefering to just stare at me. I can tell that he wants me; he's rock hard against me… But this feels like a test. A challenge. One I intend to win. I trace my tongue against his lips, and grind against his hard ridge through our layers of clothing. Feeling brave for some reason, I slowly start to lower myself to the ground, dragging my fingertips down his chest as I do until I get to his belt buckle.
Still, he makes no move.
Taking a deep breath, I keep going, tracing his belt buckle before I undo it and then unbutton his jeans, slowly unzipping them.
"I want to make you come," I whisper, licking my bottom lip. "I want to taste you."
To this, he finally moves, his hand grabbing the back of my hair and lacing it through his fingers.
"Is my little stalker as dirty as she sounds right now?" he rasps, his blue eyes hooded.
I gaze at his enormous cock, wondering, not for the first time, how it actually managed to fit in me. I lick at the tip and he groans, his grip in my hair tightening until it's just at the point of pain.
"How bad do you want me?"
"More than anything," I half sob, and he brushes the tip of his cock with his finger and then rubs the pre-cum on my lips. I trace my tongue along them, trying to capture every drop. His eyes are lazy and hot.
"Are you going to let me fuck that perfect mouth?" he asks. And I nod, reaching out and taking his dick like the offering it is. I squeeze it gently, watching as the broad tip leaks with a drop of moisture…and I'm…starving.
I touch my tongue to his slit and take a long lick, lapping up the burst that seeps onto my tongue. I’ve never gone down on a guy before…obviously, but there’s something about this forbidden act that I love. I’ve heard girls at school talking about this being demeaning, but it’s just like Daisy has always said. In this moment…it feels like you own them.
I slide my lips over the head of his cock and begin to suck on him like he’s candy. There’s no way I can fit him all in my mouth, but I do my best.
“Fuck,” he growls as his hands tighten and loosen in my hair, like he wants to take over but he’s stopping himself.
I move up and down, sucking up his pre cum. Daisy had once told me that the key to giving a good blowjob was to be enthusiastic, and I definitely nail that condition on all cylinders.
There’s a steady stream of praise coming out of Noah’s mouth.
“Good girl. Good fucking girl. Sucking my cock so well. Feels so good, baby. Fuck. Yes. Just like that.”
He finally gives in to the urge to control my movements and he fucks my face…hard…as his fingers dig into my hair, guiding my movements. Tears are streaming down my face as I choke on his dick.
And I love it.
His breath grows ragged and his movements are uneven as he starts to come. I thirstily drink down everything he gives me, his cum still seeping out of the sides of my mouth. He guides me off his dick and I give the tip one final kiss that has him moaning.
When I glance up at him, he’s staring at me like he’s awestruck. He wipes his thumb through the extra cum on my face and slides it back in my mouth, feeding it to me. I lick it up eagerly, not even knowing who I am right now.
Noah helps me to my feet and presses his lips against mine in a hard, licking kiss. He’s not grossed out at all by the taste of his cum in my mouth, evidently.
“That was fucking amazing,” he growls.
“Yes, it was,” I respond with a grin.
He shakes his head. “You’re full of surprises, little stalker. Because I know that was your first blow job.”
I smile shyly and he continues to stare at me.
“No more Kyle,” he finally says, and I nod slowly.
“No more groupies,” I say back, and he nods too.
We slip out of the bathroom into the luckily empty hallway.
And I’ve never felt more alive.
