Page 175 of Unexpected Hero

All my firsts

LETTIE

Tingles of electricity dance all over my body as I rock back and forth over his mouth, spiraling rapidly toward orgasm number... I don’t know how many.

The first time he had me up on his face, I was too shy to relax for some dumb reason. But he broke me of that pretty friggin’ fast when he spun me onto my back and pushed my legs toward my head, folding me like a damn lawn chair. Using his mouth and that devilish tongue, he brought me to the edge of orgasming about six times, maybe seven.

But wouldn’t let me finish.

Instead, he started with his fingers, sinking one and then two in and out of me in a tantalizing rhythm. Aside from when he initially added the second finger, I felt no discomfort. And the pain I did have was short-lived. Once I got used to how it feels to have something inside me, he brought me right to my edge again.

And yet, he still refused to make me come.

Once he had me begging for relief, he rolled over to his back and told me the only way I was allowed to come was if I fucked his face.

So I did.

My climax was so fucking epic he insisted I do it again.Twice.

And here we are once more.

Despite the way I’m riding his face like he’s a bucking bronco, he manages to lock his lips onto my clit, sucking it firmly. His head jerks and wiggles in time with my movements. Even without a frame of reference, I’m certain he’s exceptional at this skill. Full marks.

A coil of pleasure settles in my lower stomach, threatening to detonate. “Oh my hell. So good. So good.”

He moans like he’s enjoying it as much as me. I glance down my body to catch another glimpse of his handsome face nestled between my thighs. His brilliant turquoise eyes are wide open, locked on me, like the naughty voyeur he is.

I might be just as bad. I want to watch him climax too. And I’m quickly becoming obsessed with knowing he’s hard as a rock because he’swatching me.

Embracing a touch of the inner sex kitten he’s unleashing in me, I give him a little show, cupping my breasts and squeezing my nipples.

As I soak in the naughty excitement of performing for him, his eyes tremble, threatening to roll back into his head. It’s intoxicating to know he’s pleased by what he sees.

Knowing he can’t take his eyes off me is the most enjoyable part of this entire night. And that’s madness considering how euphoric everything has been — except for the few seconds when I thought he was ripping me in two.

All memories of that pain vanish when he moans again, this time longer and louder. The vibrations from his mouth ricochet throughout my body.

And that’s it. I’m coming.

My hands shoot out in front of me, gripping the headboard so I can hold myself upright. I grind and swirl my soaking wet pussy over his mouth as my orgasm sparks to life. That coil in my belly explodes, sending jolts of pleasure to every cell of my body.

“Yes, yes, yes, shit. Yesss.”

On the way down from my climax, my thighs quake, and I sag backward, unable to maintain my position. He helps me off him, guiding me to my side.

We’re both breathing heavily, staring at each other like we’re in a cloud of ecstasy.

But wait. He hasn’t come yet. I’ve had... four? Five? And he’s had zero.So why does he look like he’s punch-drunk on watermelon moonshine?

Once my muscles no longer resemble a sack of Jell-O, I make a bold move and grab his cock.Well, it’s probably not bold for most people, but it is for me.

I encircle him tentatively, eying his face to gauge his reaction.

He hisses through his teeth, bites his lip, and pulls me closer.“Your touch is fucking perfection.”A deep groan follows as I intensify my movements, stroking him like he taught me.

That’s hot. I did that to him. Little ol’ me.

Maybe I can become a sexpert after all.

---