The Boyfriend Blog

“You don’t want me to?” Lizzie pushes herself up and blinks at me.

“Of course, I do, but—”

“I’ve never done it before, but I want to taste you.”

There’s no way I heard her right. “You’ve never done it before?”

She shakes her head. Her tongue darts out, licking her bottom lip as her eyes drop to my erection, which is harder than it’s ever been. Her hair is a mess of waves, her eyes wide and dark with passion, and the mere thought of being the first guy she’s gone down on has me struggling to keep myself together.

Lizzie shakes her head, causing her hair to slide over her shoulder and tumble over her breast. Her nipple peeks out at me from between the thick strands, and I hate that I can’t see her.

“You know I’m not a virgin.”

The thought of any man seeing Lizzie like this—naked and so damn beautiful—has me fisting my hand at her hip. “I know.”

“I don’t know how it hasn’t happened. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I never really wanted to, or maybe the men I’ve been with haven’t wanted me to.”

“They’re all fucking idiots.”

She smiles, and I can’t take it, I push her hair over her shoulder so that I can look at her body. Her nipples tighten under my stare. I flick a tight bud.

“I want to taste you the way you did me.”

Fuck me, this girl is my kryptonite.

“Aiden?” She doesn’t continue until I look at her. “I promise I’ll make it good for you.”

“Anything you do will be perfect.” In one swift move, I sit up and lift Lizzie off my lap. She frowns and reaches for her bra, but I grab her wrist and tug her down until she’s kneeling between my legs. “I’ll try to give you a warning before I come, but I’m telling you now, as soon as you get your mouth on me, I won’t last long.” I bend down and capture her lips in a searing kiss before sitting back and spreading my knees. “Get my cock out.”

Lizzie’s pupils dilate. Her chest rises and falls, her tight nipples begging for my mouth as she does as I command. When her tongue darts out, and she takes her first lick, I sigh deeply and rest my head back on the couch.

I want to watch her suck me, but right now, it’s taking every ounce of control I have to keep myself together.

“Aiden?”

“Hmm?”

I open my eyes to the sight of Lizzie naked between my legs. Her delicate hand is wrapped around my cock, pumping in long, slow motions as she watches me. She reaches up, pushing her hand under my shirt. My stomach jumps beneath her touch.

“Will you take your shirt off?”

Gladly. I reach behind my head and pull it off. Something wild flashes in Lizzie’s eyes, and then she dips her head. Her hair slides forward, and I gather in it my hands so that I can watch her take me into her mouth. Her eyes flick to mine for a brief second before she closes her lips over the head of my cock. She flattens her tongue along the base of my cock and sucks hard as she moves up and down. Her tongue swirls, my balls tighten, and when her teeth scrape gently against the sensitive head, I realize that I don’t have any control. This woman has it all. She owns me.

Lizzie Donovan owns me—heart, body, and soul.

“Lizzie.” Her name is a prayer as it falls from my lips.

“Does that feel good?” she asks.

“Too good.” I gently grip the back of her head and guide her to my cock. “Don’t stop.”

And she doesn’t. Lizzie pumps my shaft while sucking me like a damn lollipop until a shiver races down my spine. The sight of her on her knees in front of me, sucking me off, obliterates me.

It’s too much all at once.

“Lizzie.” I grip her hair and try to pull her back, but she doesn’t let me. “Sweetheart, I’m—”

I don’t even get the words out before Lizzie has her arms looped around my knees, holding me to her. She cups my balls, rolling them in her hand, and I come. My hips jerk wildly as she hums around my shaft. I empty myself into her mouth, and she sucks until my cock stops throbbing, and I collapse back onto the couch.