Page 78 of Chasing Lynda

It’s definitely him and I don’t mind it at all, especially since he seems to enjoy me tasting him if I have to judge by the way his breathing rate has increased.

I find a good rhythm, where I stroke his base and lower shaft with my hand and use my tongue to work on the head of his cock, experimenting to try and find where he likes to be licked and what kind of pressure works best.

I’m enjoying this, especially when I feel him getting harder in my mouth. It makes me feel powerful, I love that I’m doing this to him, that he’s feeling good because of me.

I don’t even realize that he’s taken his hand away from mine until I feel both his hands gather my hair on the top of my head.

He isn’t applying any pressure, but I like the feeling of his fingers against my scalp.

“Lynda,” he pants, “This feels so fucking good.”

I smile, sealing my lips around the top part of his tip and sucking a little bit. I continue touching him. “Do you think you could come?” I ask him.

His eyes flash with desire. “Fuck, yeah.” He grinds out when I take him into my mouth again, as deep as I can but I have to come back up for air when I begin to gag.

His fingers stroke my hair soothingly as he gives me time to swallow a couple of times in quick succession. “If you want to take all of me in your mouth, try to relax your throat when you feel that it’s too much.” He coaxes me softly. “Just like this, good girl.”

His praise spurs me on to repeat the movement, letting him slide down my throat as far as I can take him. I use my tongue to rub the underside of him with each movement and I know Bennett is close when I feel him harden more and more with each passing second.

“Lynda.” He moans and I know he’s almost there by the way his ragged breathing causes the taut skin of his lower stomach to move in synch with my bobbing head.

The tip of his cock swells against my tongue and that’s when the first spurt of warmth hits the back of my mouth. I keep massaging him with my tongue as he pulses with his release. Our gazes are locked and the moment is so intimate that I know I’m blushing. I feel more naked and exposed by under his ice blue stare than by the fact that I’m naked and he’s still in my mouth.

I swallow everything he just gave me when he withdraws from me, keeping his eyes on me and his hands still tangled in my hair for a long moment.

He helps me stand up, touching my lips with his, in a soft kiss. The fact that he must be tasting himself like I did after he made me come isn’t lost on me; but the best part of it all is how close he keeps me. I haven’t been close to anyone for such a long time, that last night with Dodge and now this will make moving on much harder than I feared.

We put our discarded bathing suits back on and neither of us talks. It isn’t an uncomfortable silence and I accept his hand when he offers it, feeling steadier than I’ve felt in forever when Bennett closes his fingers around mine.

“Let’s go back out, GT. The others will be wondering where we went.” There’s a glint in his eyes that makes me feel closer to him, like we have a secret only the two of us are privy to.

It’s easy to return his smile and I feel steadier than ever as I follow him out of the pool house with my hand safely ensconced into his.

18.

Water And Fire

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