“Kelly . . . you are going to kill me, woman.”
She smiled.
“But you’ll die smiling!”
I hissed out a breath and nodded. I did want her to do it, and I couldn’t say no to her anyway. She was so cute and eager, wanting to try naughty things with me. It was a dangerously irresistible combination of innocence and hot lust. She sat up with a happy squeal and reached for my shorts, tugging them down over my cock. It sprang free, eager and ready for whatever she had in mind.
I kicked off my shoes and waited. I didn’t have to wait long. Kelly was braver than most. Just yesterday, she’d been afraid of my admittedly oversized cock. Now she was staring at it like it was a damn puppy she wanted to cuddle!
The thought of her cuddling my cock against her tits caused a tiny drop of pre-cum to leak out of my head.
She reached out and gently ran her fingertips over my shaft. It felt like heaven. I grimaced as she continued the feather-light caresses.
“It’s so soft!” She looked up at me and blushed. “I mean, the skin is.”
She leaned down and licked the tip. I jumped. I literally jumped from the feel of her tongue against me.
Man up, Cain. Think of your training. Do not lose control!
I moaned helplessly as she started tonguing the head, pulling it just inside her mouth to French kiss me. It felt amazing. Way better than I had ever imagined an unskilled blowjob could feel. I realized pretty quickly I had been a hundred fucking percent wrong.
Kelly is going to have no problem making me come.
I gritted my teeth and resisted the urge to move my hips. Her lips and tongue on me were the best thing I’d ever felt, other than her perfect little pussy. I was just praying I didn’t shoot my load too fast. That would be fucking embarrassing.
“Am I doing it right?”
I grunted yes. She ran a finger up my shaft to the tip and then brushed the opening. I flinched. I wanted back in her mouth. Now.
“You can hold it. Just not too tight.”
She did as I asked.
“Now stroke up and down. Christ! Yes, like that. Now . . . go back to . . .”
“Sucking it?”
I moaned incoherently, unable to do more than jerk my head as I watched her lower her head to my cock again. She was a little bolder this time, licking and sucking my cock with enthusiasm. I rocked my hips, close to busting a nut.
She reached down to cup my balls. I hadn’t told her to do that, I realized. I groaned in ecstasy. She flicked her tongue against the tip while sucking, stroking, and fondling my balls. That was it. I was done.
“I’m going to come. Fuck! I . . . you can . . . you can swallow it if you want or get out of the way.”
I was hopeful, but I had no idea what she was going to do when I started shooting my load. I’d built up a big one in the past few hours, waiting for her to wake up. Watching my baby girl sleep was surprisingly erotic.
“That’s it . . . Christ . . . you are . . . you are . . .”
I was going to say she was doing a good job but instead, I just made a sound like a dying wildebeest. Long, guttural, and full of pleasure so intense it was very close to pain. My hips jerked as Kelly pulled me deeper, flicking her tongue against my tip and sucking as I shot my seed into her warm and willing mouth. I felt the extra suction as she swallowed it. She didn’t just swallow it either. She fucking hoovered it. Every damn drop.
My girl was fucking thorough when it came to sucking my dick. It was amazing. Hard to believe. And all on her first time, too.
I could have kissed her, but I didn’t want her to stop kissing my dick. Thankfully, she seemed to know what I wanted. She didn’t stop until I was bone dry. She sat back on her heels and licked her lips, looking like the cat who ate the canary.
“That was fun. Can I do it again?”
She wants to . . . oh, Christ.
I laughed so loud it sounded like thunder. Then I pulled her to me and rolled on the bed so that I was on top of her. I rained kisses down on her pretty little face and soft lips.
“Kelly . . . you are amazing.”
She smiled, looking pleased with herself. I laughed again. My girl loved compliments. She didn’t fish for them but she straight up glowed every time I said something nice about her. It wasn’t hard to do since everything about her was so fucking amazing, but I wasn’t used to being demonstrative. I was going to have to learn to be more verbal about what I was feeling. I knew hearing those things would mean a lot to her.