Surrendering (Surrender 1)

My body freezes, “Why not?”

He senses my self-doubt and cups my cheeks. “Because that isn’t why I invited you over. I want you more than anything, but I want to make it special for you. You deserve so much and I plan on proving to you how special you are.”

“What if I want to? What about my wants- or shit- my needs.”

He understands what I’m saying and immediately jackknifes up so we are skin to skin. He kisses me and cups my breast with his hands. Then he starts to grind his hips into mine. I know he can feel the moisture on his bare skin.

“Shit, you’re fucking soaked. I think that’s my cue.”

He pulls back and I start to protest until he rolls us over and tears my panties from my body. I start to giggle, but his tongue plunges back into my mouth. I feel one finger slip inside me followed by another. Once his thumb joins in on my clit, I can’t concentrate on the kiss anymore. I push away and reach for the pillows. He continues to finger me senseless and moves his lips down my body. I’m on the edge; he can tell what’s happening. Once he reaches where his fingers join my skin, he blows lightly on my clit and I’m falling. I scream his name into the room. He removes his fingers, but immediately replaces them with his tongue. Even through my ecstasy, I feel every lick and suck. I’m still reeling from my first orgasm as another one starts building. I try to hold back, but it’s coming fast.

“Declan, I can’t- you have to slow down.”

“No, Sparkle, look at me. Watch what I’m doing and come for me.”

I lift up on my elbows and watch him. He slows, but then starts licking from top to bottom, gently nipping on the flesh at my core. He lifts my leg over his shoulder so he’s coming at me in a different angle. I drop my head back and moan. His tongue is all the way in me and I try my best to watch

him, but my vision is getting blurry. He thrusts his tongue in me at a slow pace, but every once in a while he stops and kisses me. He adds his fingers and my elbows can no longer hold me up and I fall back screaming his name over and over. I don’t realize he’s moved until he’s suddenly kissing me and I taste myself on him.

“That was amazing! You are amazing, so beautiful.”

“I should be telling you the same thing.”

I finally feel enough strength to lift myself up. I run my hand down his torso until I reach his full length. It jumps into my hand.

“Dec, how would you feel about trying something with me.”

He smiles widely; he knows where this is going. “What did you have in mind?”

He shifts his body so he is propped up on the mounds of pillows. I crawl on top of him and start to inch my way down his body. My eyes never leave his. I finally reach the point where my knees bend between his spread legs. I grab his cock in my hand and caress the liquid over his apa. He hisses.

“Well, you know I’m not as experienced as you’re used to, but I want to experiment. Just let me know if I do something wrong.”

“You don’t have to…”

He shuts up when I place a soft kiss at the head of his penis. I move my tongue tentatively over his tip while using my teeth to gently tug at the balls of the piercing. I stroke him and move down, trying to take him all the way in my mouth. I know I need to control my gag reflex so I open my throat to see how far I can go. When I feel him at the back of my throat, I run my fingers over his balls. He puts his hands in my hair massaging my scalp. I know he’s urging me to keep going.

My inhibitions flee as I move up and down him making sure to circle my tongue over his tip often. I take my time licking the length of him each time my mouth lowers and rises. I’ve always thought I would hate doing this but he has a distinct taste that I love. He grips a little tighter against my head, trying to pull me up. I resist and lower my whole mouth back over him. I love the sounds he’s making under me and he moves his hips to the rhythm I have created between us.

“GOD! Raven, you have to stop. I’m going to come.”

I bite down gently to let him know it’s okay. Once I have him completely in me again, I squeeze his balls and feel him thicken. He rocks against my mouth. Warm, salty liquid coats my throat and I swallow. I wait for him to finish. When his hands loosen, I slowly withdraw my mouth, but I stop once more at the barbell and tug. I see his dick jump again.

I crawl back up his body and he isn’t moving. His eyes are closed and his breathing is heavy. I kiss him to allow him to taste himself (Only fair right?). He kisses me back, but barely.

“I think I just died. How the hell did you do that?” He opens one eye to look at me. I see the color has changed to a deeper color of jade.

I grin. “Not sure. That was my first time. Did you like it?”

“Did I like it? Yeah, babe, I fucking liked it. How did you learn to do that?”

“Pleasure Parties.”

“Do I want to know?”

“At home parties given by trained specialists to sell sex toys and sexually pleasing items. They also have books written by experts to explain what pleasures men and women. I guess I paid special attention to that part.” I say it fast and cover my face to hide my embarrassment.

There’s humor in his voice when he asks, “You mean a book taught you how to give me head? Let me rephrase that, fucking incredible head?”