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“What are you going to do?” he asked coyly.
“You’ll find out,” I said, licking my lips. Yes, I could do this.
“To what do I owe this pleasure?” Devin asked as I undid the belt and zipper on his blue jeans.
“I just want you to know that I can be spontaneous.”
“I can see that,” he said, his face flushed. I had to be off to a good start.
I pulled off the jeans one leg at a time and threw them to one side. “I didn’t want you to think I was boring,” I said, my voice deepening.
“Luna, you certainly aren’t boring.”
“I thought we’d try something a little different. Think of me as your plaything for the day. What do you want me to do?”
He swallowed hard, then took a deep breath, and I could feel his body tense. “I’m up for anything,” he said at last.
That didn’t help narrow down what he wanted. “If there was one thing I could do for you, what would you want it to be?”
He chuckled nervously. “You’re teasing me.”
“Never mind, don’t answer the question. I bet I can find out.”
His cock was waiting to be released from his tented boxers. And when I pulled them down, and he flung them off, his semihard cock sprang free. Even after all these months, I marveled at it as I reached out to gently grasp it. One of the first times we’d had sex, he’d given me a short tutorial on hand jobs. He’d told me to follow the large vein underneath his cock because it gave him the most satisfaction. But tonight we were going to play a different game.
I placed pressure on that vein and pumped him gently, just to get him started. Then it was time to make my move. I settled between his legs and made sure to look up at him as I took just the tip of his cock into my mouth. Another tip Jess had recommended. Damn it. I needed to stop thinking about her. She was killing this mood!
“Fuck,” he said under his breath as my mouth enveloped him.
The skin was velvety soft. I wasn’t sure how I was going to get him all in my mouth. My heart was racing wildly, but I had to calm down, relax my jaw, and take in some deep breaths. After Jess’s knowing exit this evening, I’d done some reading and even watched a few videos. I could do this.
With my hand firmly around the base of his cock and my thumb pressing down on that vein, I sucked and licked him, taking as much of him as I could without gagging. He ran his hand through my hair, urging me on without taking any control or forcing me down. As my confidence grew, I took more of him, and he groaned as his body jerked. He was getting off, and I was proud of myself.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to deep-throat him. There was no chance of that on my first try, but it turned out not to matter. When he fisted my hair, I knew he was close. My sucking became more aggressive. I loved being in control of his pleasure.
“I’m going to come,” he said.
I couldn’t bring myself to swallow, and so I pulled off and pumped his cock until he came. He didn’t seem to care how it all ended.
“Well, that was the best dessert I’ve ever had,” he said at last.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
I got a towel from the bathroom and gently cleaned him off. Just that was making his cock stir again. I bit my lip, and when we made eye contact, he flung himself to his feet, scooped me up into his arms and took me to the bedroom. In seconds, he had me out of my clothes and was fingering me. I was shocked at how wet I was.
“Hands and knees,” he said.
I loved that position. He could get so deep that way. I was barely in place when his cock was at my entrance. I mewled as he buried himself inside of me, then settled into a gentle rhythm—at least at first. He knew me so well, knew when to pick up the speed of those thrusts, when to wrap his arm around me so he could rub my clit. My orgasm was blinding, and he fucked me through it as he came himself again.
We collapsed onto the bed and I couldn’t move. I was too spent.
* * *
I was lying awake in bed with Devin in a deep sleep next to me sometime after midnight. I heard Jess come in and went to greet her. Jess was drinking water and eating scrambled eggs, her personal hangover preventative.
“How did it go?” she asked as I sat down at the table.
“He loved it,” I said with a devilish smile.
