“Do you make a habit of eating girls out for forty minutes and leaving without any reciprocation?”
His Adam’s apple moved again, but his eyes remained cool and dark, scanning me coldly.
“I haven’t eaten a girl out in a year,” he admitted, his eyes traveling down to my core before he licked his already slick lips. “And I never give without taking.”
I sat beside him, not feeling half as weird as I should have, considering I was oh, so very naked.
“I’m more than willing to give.”
He grabbed the back of my neck and jerked me toward his face. I thought he was going to kiss me, but his mouth traveled past mine to my temple. He put his lips to my ear and hissed, “Kiss my cock through my jeans, Stardust. Show me how hungry you are for it.”
I erected my spine, waiting for him to fall down to the bed so I could straddle him. He didn’t move from his spot. Reluctantly, I got down on my knees in front of him and prodded his legs to make myself some room.
“Told you I’ll get you on your knees willingly, Bellamy.”
I blushed. He used my last name as a weapon, and it worked. I didn’t like to be called that. It was at that moment I decided to stop calling him Winslow.
When my head was leveled with his groin, I put my lips to his zipper. I pressed close-mouthed kisses all over his groin, my pulse quickening in my neck. He didn’t touch me. He didn’t even look at me. In fact, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think he’d turned on the TV behind me and was watching something mindless. The only proof he was with me in that moment was the way his chest moved above me with uneven breaths.
I opened my mouth and licked his jeans, kissing his clothed groin eagerly, finding myself rocking back and forth. What was wrong with me? I’d never been that forward with a guy before. I wrapped my lips around his shaft and moved them up and down, tracing the size, width, and the curve of his penis. I could smell him, his penis, and that made me elated with need. The feeling confused me. I’d never wanted to go down on a guy before. I thought it was gross. Maybe even dirty. And Alex wasn’t even my boyfriend. He wasn’t my anything.
“All right, that’s enough of your cock tease. Take it out.”
I undid his jeans, maybe a little too quickly, because I heard him chuckling above my head.
“Put it in your mouth.”
“I’ve never done it before,” I muttered, more to justify it to myself the moment I screwed it up.
“It’s not rocket science.”
“Don’t be crude.”
“Don’t stall. You said you want to suck my cock. Now’s as good a time as any.”
I covered some of his shaft and sucked. Maybe half of it. There was still more skin I couldn’t reach, so he took my hand and curled it around the base of his dick.
“Squeeze.”
I clutched it, and he closed his eyes, looking tortured. A beautiful prince giving in to the moment. It inspired me to squeeze even harder, sucking on his hot, silky flesh and moving my mouth up and down. He pushed inside me, slow at first, but steady enough so that his tip touched the back of my throat. I gagged, my eyes burning with tears. He grabbed my shoulder and yanked me on top of him, so that he was lying on the bed and I was still sucking him off, naked, but on top of him. His fingers grazed my damp slit again, and I purred into his cock, which made it jerk in my mouth. Rapture. Euphoria. Stars in my eyes. No one had ever told me sucking someone off could make you feel powerful, rather than degraded. I felt like I owned Alex in that moment, and the feeling was…priceless.
I pumped my hips into his hand, wanting more, sucking him off eagerly. He grabbed the back of my head and changed the pace, going faster, and deeper, and so much rougher than I’d ever imagined it could be. He was propped up on one elbow, watching me, and the position made his abs tense with every thrust he made into my mouth. He retrieved two fingers coated in my warm juices from my pussy and pinched my clit with them, playing with my arousal and rubbing it along my slit now.
“Ohhh,” I cried, which made Alex shut me up by driving even harder between my lips.
“Remember it’s my turn to take? The only thing you should be given right now is my spunk down your throat. Everything else is a bonus, and you’re definitely not allowed to make demands.”
Bossy jerk. Yet there was absolutely no way I could stop what I was doing. I felt him jerking inside my mouth, and he scooted up quickly to lean against the headboard, keeping my head on his crotch by fisting my hair.