First gently, but with every time I moan, his movement becomes more frantic, and when I cup his balls and start massaging them, the last shred of control he had snaps in two.
He pistons into my mouth roughly, making me gag and saliva run down my chin. I close my eyes, letting him control me, giving myself to him.
A moment later, he buries himself in my throat one last time, and my mouth fills with his salty release. I almost come myself. I’ve never been so aroused by giving a blow job. Never been so eager to taste cum.
When Myles stills beneath me, I sit up and wipe my chin with the back of my hand. He looks at me through hooded eyes with a calm, satisfied expression on his face. I lick my lips, wondering what to do now. Should I just leave?
I don’t want to leave because leaving would make me feel cheap, like a thing to use and disregard. I know we’re not a couple. I know what this is, but I’d still like to stay here for a little bit.
As if he could read my mind, he smiles. “Come here.” He opens his arms, and I crawl up over his body to lie down on his chest. Our faces only inches apart when he wraps his arms around me.
“That was great,” he whispers while running his hands up and down my back gently. “I think it’s your turn now.”
Before I can answer, he is moving us around, flipping me over, so I’m on my back, and he is sliding down my body. His hands disappear under my shirt, and I moan when he cups my breasts.
My nipples are already tight and stiff, but when he takes them between his fingers and rolls them gently, the feeling only intensifies. He starts kissing my stomach and moving his hands down my body.
When he dips his fingers into the waistband of my panties and starts to pull them down, I’m self-conscious for about a second. Then I look down and lock eyes with Myles. All my worries and doubts disappear into thin air.
Myles throws my panties next to the bed and grabs my knees, spreading my legs apart as wide as they’ll go. He groans in appreciation as he looks down at my pussy. Cool air washes over my heated skin, reminding me of how wet I am. How ready I am for him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he says before lowering himself between my legs.
His tongue touches my clit, and my toes curl under. Oh, god! This feels so good. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He continues licking up and down my slit, paying special attention to the little bundle of nerves in the center.
My back arches off the bed, and my fingers disappear into Myles’s hair.
“Ohhh,” I moan. The sound echoes through the room, urging Myles to keep going.
He runs his hands down my inner thigh, and I scream yes inside my head. His fingers find my center, and he enters me in one swift move. The pleasure is overwhelming. He thrusts his fingers into me while sucking on my clit.
I come so hard, my whole back lifts off the bed, and I see stars. Every muscle in my body tightens, and my veins fill with pure ecstasy before I go completely limp.
I didn’t realize how heavy I was breathing until my orgasm has washed over me completely, leaving me sated and exhausted as I try to catch my breath.
Myles crawls up my body and flops down beside me.
“This was supposed to be me doing something for you.”
Lazily, he turns his head and looks at me. “And you did… very well, I might add.”
6
Myles
I wake up with the sense of something being wrong, but I can’t quite put my finger on it until I open my eyes and realize I’m alone in my bed. The small body curled up beside me when I fell asleep is no longer there, and the spot beside me is cold. She must have snuck out sometime during the night, and for some reason, that makes me mad. Why the hell didn’t she stay?
For a moment, I just lie there listening for any sound coming from the bathroom. When only silence meets my ears, I shove the blanket off my body and climb out of bed. Even with her not being in this room, my dick is hard and ready, and it’s not only morning wood. It’s the lingering flower smell she left behind and knowing she is still in my house. She has to be because if she left, I’d chase her, and that also gets me hard.
I grab a pair of shorts, pull it over my aching cock, and leave my room to go looking for her. As soon as I open the door to the guest room, I can hear the sound of the running shower. On limber feet, I sneak across the room and push the bathroom door open slowly. Steam billows out into my face, and it takes me a moment to see her plainly.