Page 38 of Treasuring Michael


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“Damon, your mouth. How do you … oh fuck yes. Fuck yes.”

Michael palms the back of my head and shoves up, making me gag. I pull off, coughing and wiping tears from my eyes. “Sorry. I’m sorry,” Michael says.

Shaking my head, I move back, taking his cock into my mouth. That was so fucking hot. I’ve never felt this turned on in my life, knowing he can’t control himself because of my mouth.

Patting around, I find his hand and put it back on my head, wanting him to do what he just did again. He does and I moan, my cock twitching. I feel energized, so turned on I think I’ll come again.

“You wanna swallow baby? Or I can … oh fuck. God dammit. I can come on your face.”

I don’t answer, just suck harder, opening wide to get more of him in. My first time sucking cock and I’m addicted. Or I may just be addicted to Michael’s cock. I want to swallow. I want to taste him like he did me.

“Damon, you’re so good. How are you so good? Fuck, I’m coming.”

Closing my eyes, nervousness swirling in my belly, I suck hard, anticipating how he’ll taste and if I’ll be able to take it all. His cock swells in my mouth and then his hot come pulses over my tongue and down my throat. I moan, swallowing as much as I can. I’m addicted to his taste.

Some of his come dribbles from the side of my mouth onto his shaft and I lap it up quickly.

Michael collapses back on the floor, an arm over his eyes while he breathes heavily. I sit on my butt to take off my pants that are still around my ankles. I toss them to the side and crawl over to Michael, moving his hand. His smile is breathtaking.

He pulls me down for a kiss, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. “You alright?” he asks. “Was that too much?”

“No,” I answer with a shake of my head. “Did I do it right?”

Barking a laugh, Michael pulls me on top of him. “Baby, that was amazing. You’re a natural. Did I hurt you?”

“Not at all. It was so good. I didn’t think I would like you … fucking my mouth,”—my cheeks catch fire as I say it—“but it was … I loved it. Can we do it again?”

Michael’s laugh warms me. “Yeah, we can. Anything you want. Shower with me?”

I nod. “Can you help me take my braids out after?”

He leans back so he can look at me. “You gonna show me how to do them tonight?”

“Mhm.”

Twenty minutes later, we’re all cleaned up, my hair is out, and I’m showing Michael how to detangle it.

“So, you have to wet it, then brush it?” he asks while he sprays water on my hair.

“Yes, so I can get the knots out.”

“Okay, what else?”

From there, I show him how I braid it and give him the chance to do the other side. Surprisingly, his first attempt isn’t bad. A little loose and crooked, but not bad. He’ll get better with practice.

I hope he’s around long enough to master it.

Chapter 14

Michael

Damonsucksmydicklike a pro. It’s all I can think about over the next few days. It’s like he can’t get enough. We’ve exchanged blow jobs every day and every day he gets better and better. His mouth is always soaking wet, and his tongue is eager to lap at me.

Just as he can’t get enough, neither can I. I love making him feel good, whether it’s fucking his mouth or him fucking mine. How he tangles his fingers in my hair, using my mouth to get his pleasure is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Damon was meant for me.

A week has passed since we’ve been here and we’ve gone out to dinner a few times, but mostly, we sit around and talk. I take him to work every day and I love how he leans over and gives me a long kiss before he gets out of the car.

He also kept in a braid I did for him. The first time, he took it out and fixed it, telling me next time it’ll be easier. This one, he left it in. I know it’s a little wonky, but he touches it and tells me he loves it often. It makes my heart swell and I can’t stop my eyes from drifting over to it, loving that I was able to help him.

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