Page 32 of Love Like Lightning

I should be embarrassed just saying the words. Who says that? Do people walk up to each other saying, “Hey, nice day we’re having. Can I sit on your face?”

No.

Probably not.

Right?

The embarrassment doesn’t come, but if the cocky grin he gives me is any indication, I’m about to.

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Henry

She asked if she could sit on my face.

Gia just asked to sit on my face like she was asking for chocolate cake for dessert, and of course I’m going to say yes, but I’d be lying if the words alone didn’t get me half hard again.

“Anything you want, Gia. I told you.” Grinning, I bend to wrap my arms around her waist and throw her over my shoulder. She lets out a little squeal and braces her hands against my back as I carry her over to the bed.

I swat her ass playfully before flipping her onto her back on the bed. The look of shock on her face is enough to make me laugh, and I do. I quickly crawl onto the bed next to her, turning so I’m on my back.

Glancing next to me, I watch her watch me. It occurs to me that she might not have done this before. “Are you going to come over here?”

“Is that a yes?” Her eyes round, and that shocked look is still firmly in place.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Gia. We don’t have to do anything at all.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Her eyebrows pull down, and she looks at me like I’ve grown an extra limb.

Being called ridiculous stings, and I’m sure I cringe or wince or something equally as…well, ridiculous. I know she doesn’t mean it the way I hear it. But my brain can’t process that so quickly.

“I didn’t mean—Henry, you're not ridiculous. I’m ridiculous. I’m just—who asks someone to do…” She waves her hand toward the general area of my face and shakes her head, her cheeks pinking.

“Hey, come here.” I hold my arm out, and she moves to me instantly without question, curling into my side. Hugging her to me, I turn slightly and press a kiss to her forehead. “I’m serious. I’m very down for this. The thought of you climbing on top of me and letting me make you come on my tongue has me almost hard again.”

I glance down at my cock just as she does, and the evidence supporting my claim can’t be refuted.

“Oh. Really? I haven’t ever…” She trails off but lets the hand that’s resting on my stomach trail a little lower.

“If it’s something you want, I can guide you. But once you’re where you need to be, you’ll get how things work.”

Turning her head toward me, she searches my face before nodding.

“Anytime you don’t like something, we stop, okay?”

“Okay.” She starts shifting away from me, waiting for some kind of direction.

“Just start by straddling my chest, then I’d recommend grabbing the bed frame for balance and getting comfortable.” I don’t know why I’m suddenly feeling shy or nervous about just telling her to put her pussy in my face. It’s certainly not my first time.

She does as I say, balancing on her knees and slowly scooting up my body. Once she’s hovering over my face, I inhale her scent and groan. “Are you holding on?” I ask, tipping my head back so I can see that she’s doing just that.

Reaching up, I palm one of her breasts, tweaking her nipple lightly. The subtle touch makes her lean forward, bringing her pussy right where I want it. “I’m going to pull your hips down, okay?”

She glances down, her mouth parted slightly, and nods. I continue rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger for a moment before I bring both hands to her hips and pull her down to my face. She resists, probably scared of actually sitting on my face, but the moment my tongue touches her clit, she cries out and relinquishes control.

I can almost still taste myself on my tongue from our kiss after she went down on me, and the mingling of her taste with mine is almost enough to fracture my brain into a million pieces. That, coupled with the sounds she’s making and the way she’s rocking against my face, has me so hard I’m afraid I might come again just like this.

Sucking her clit into my mouth, I grip her hips and help her move against me. Once I start flicking my tongue against her clit, she starts babbling, and it both urges me on and makes me want to smile.

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