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No, Ineededto show him. It was well beyond want. Everything about Beckett seemed to blow past what I’d experienced before. I pressed his shaft up along his lower belly to lick along the underside. He stiffened even more until his skin took on a darker hue that seemed painful.
I traced a prominent vein to his flared head. Following instinct, I curled my tongue along the underside before taking him between my lips.
His hand tightened on my hair and the tiny spark of pain made me moan as I stared up at him.
His focus was on me again.
Those blue eyes were as dark as midnight as I let him guide me where he needed me. I trusted him to show me what he liked. Anytime I’d done this before had been purely performative, but not here. I wanted to give to him as he’d given to me all day.
I took him deeper and he hissed out a breath. “Relax for me.”
I blew out a slow breath through my nose and swallowed him down.
“Just like that.”
When he wrapped my hair around his hand, my nipples tightened, and heat pooled in my belly. I opened my legs to bring him closer to me. I took him as deep as I could again and again. He lightly moved me by my hair until we were locked in a push and pull that left me restless and aching.
I tightened my hold along the base of him until he growled out my name.
“Are you wet for me? From doing this? Taking me deep?”
I nodded as I licked him from root to tip before greedily taking him in my mouth again while cupping his heavy sac.
He tugged at the towel pooled around me until he could get between my thighs. “So wet for me. You’re soaked.”
I choked as he went a little deeper than I could manage.
He tried to back up, but I held him tight and licked the tip of him. “More.” I moved so the pricks of pain from his hold on my hair gave me another little zing. I flattened my tongue to drag it along the underside of his shaft. “Again.”
“Fuck.” But he understood and tightened his hold and thrust into my mouth. His other hand gripped my thigh, pushing them apart. “Can you touch yourself?”
I slipped one hand between my legs. He was right, I was shockingly soaked. I moaned around him, surprised at how I was reacting to this. But I’d never felt like I was a part of it before. Instead, I’d been just a receptacle for my partner’s pleasure.
Not with him.
Pleasure bloomed between us.
Nor had I ever touched myself for a man. I was tentative at first. I was still sensitive from before, but with each flex of his hips, I found an echoing rhythm. I kept myself on the edge as I concentrated on him. Listened for his rare moans, lived for the grip of his fingers on my hair. Those were the keys to his pleasure, which translated to more for me.
Never before had I known this plateau of being stretched between the syrupy bliss of power and satisfaction. I didn’t want it to end even as I felt the tightening of his muscles and heard the quickening of his breath. Everything was strung so tight between us.
I wanted to ride the edge for myself a little longer, but his hold on my hair shot white lights behind my eyes as I groaned around his cock.
“Helena.”
Even in my limited experience, I knew that was a warning.
I chased it. Welcomed it even as I braced for it and swallowed him down. My nails dug into his belly as I gripped his shaft with my other hand and took it all. Even as it overwhelmed me, I loved that I could bring him here.
That I could be for him just what he’d been for me.
All the times he’d made sure I was comfortable or beyond needy for him.
I looked up to find his chest heaving as if he’d run a mile. He dragged me up by my hair and I saw that there was still some bit of wildness in him.
As if I’d unleashed it with an orgasm.
His mouth slammed on mine and I was shocked at the intimacy. He let my hair go and cupped my ass until I was on my toes. I followed the directive and wrapped my legs around his middle. He rolled me back onto the bed and pushed at my shirt.
