She hadn’t had to bring dessert with her to dinner, because tonight she was the dessert.
Ava
My back hit the bed and his tongue invaded my mouth. I fisted my hands in his hair as I spread my legs to accommodate his body. He pushed my dress up my thighs and bunched it up at my waist, but it wasn’t enough. I needed him naked, and I needed him as quickly as possible.
I wrapped my legs around him and rolled him over, much to his surprise. Grabbing my dress, I ripped it over my head, then crashed my lips back down on his neck. He groaned for me. He fisted my hair as I dragged my lips down his neck. I tugged at his shirt until he rose up and removed it himself, almost causing me to fall off his lap.
“I gotcha. I gotcha,” he said.
Feeling his chiseled chest against mine made me melt into him. His lips pressed back to mine as his hands made their way around my body. He stripped me of my bra effortlessly, sliding it down my arms. My tits hurt. They begged for his touch. I grabbed his hand and pressed it against my bosom, feeling him grin against me. He kissed down my neck. I opened myself to him as his tongue traced my pulse point. He moved my nipple to his lips and lavished it with attention, sucked on it and nibbled on it, tugged at it with his fingers while he paid attention to the other.
And all the while, his cock thickened between my legs.
“Lie back,” I breathed.
My eyes met his, and his brow furrowed.
“Lie down, Logan. I still want to learn.”
His back hit the bed, and I slid between his legs. I worked his belt open and out of the belt loops, then tossed it to the floor. His pants came off, and I practically tore at his boxers, unable to wait to free his cock. It slapped against his stomach, and my eyes widened at the massive dick now dripping against his skin. I worked his pants off his legs as he lay there, panting and waiting for me to make the next move.
But I didn’t really know where to go from here, and Logan must have sensed it.
“Wrap your hand around the bottom,” he said.
My eyes fluttered up to him as he sat up and looked down at me.
“Like this,” he said.
He grabbed my wrist and wrapped my fingers around his throbbing girth. I pressed a kiss to the tip, tasting him on my lips for the first time. He was salty, sour. It was unlike anything I’d ever tasted before. I lapped hesitantly at the drops of precum that leaked from his cock as my hand pulsed around it.
“You can kiss it if you want,” he said.
My eyes fluttered up to his, and his gaze darkened. I wanted to pleasure him, to please him the way he did me. I pressed a kiss to the tip of his dick and felt him jump against my palm, my eyes never leaving his. His chest heaved with his deep breaths. I could tell he was trying to control himself, but I didn’t want him to. I wanted him to lose himself in me.
Parting my lips, I slid them down his cock, listening as he groaned for me. Shivers ran down my back as my lips hit the top of my hand and I gagged on the thickness of his dick. He cupped my cheek and massaged underneath my chin. I sucked on his cock for a bit before his thumb pressed between my teeth, unhinging my jaw just a little more than I already had it. Like magic, my tongue relaxed and he slipped all the way back.
“Oh, holy fuck, Ava. Like that. There it is.”
I relaxed around him, not wanting to trigger anything else as he dripped down the back of my throat.
“W-w-when a woman—opens her jaw like that—”
I hollowed out my cheeks and forced him to stop his sentence.
“S-s-she, uh—her tongue, it, uh—”
Moaning as he slowly fell back onto the bed, he lost his train of thought. I smiled around his dick, lapping my tongue along the underside of his massive girth. His hand migrated to my hair, and he began to pump my head, running my lips up and down his shaft. I held on to the base of his cock, and he guided my movements. I swirled my tongue around his tip as more precum poured into my mouth. My jaw ached. My tongue grew tired. But I didn’t want to stop pleasing him. I didn’t want to stop listening to his sounds.
“Shit, Ava. You’re an incredible learner. Oh, fuck. So close. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.”
His cock pulsed, and he immediately ripped me from his dick. I whimpered at the loss of him as he pulled my hand away from his thickness. I panted for air as spit dribbled down my chin. I don’t know why he had stopped me. had I been doing it wrong? Had I hurt him?