Page 36 of Pippin & Nacho

Suddenly, Nate hissed. “Careful with the teeth, though.”

I tightened my mouth around him, not wanting to hurt him as he moved faster.

His head was thrown back, and his eyes were closed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck… I had no idea it would feel this good,” he moaned before looking back down at me. Nate panted, a sheen of sweat glistening on his face, and his full, swollen lips were parted. He gently touched my face while yanking my hair tighter. The two sensations were confusing, yet they made perfect sense. “This mouth was made to blow me. You feel so good wrapped around me.”

I ate up his praise, needing to hear it. I wanted to please him more than I needed to breathe.

“You can use your hands now. Touch me, stroke me, whatever you want, baby.”

I didn’t hesitate to cup his balls, kneading and rolling them gently as he fucked my face while my other hand touched the smooth skin along his ass. But as soon as my fingers grazed his hole, Nate froze, yanking my hair painfully, and I didn’t stop him as he filled my mouth with his cum. I hadn’t expected the rush of it, but I did my best to drink him all down.

“Oh god… Sam. My Sam.”

Suddenly, he let go, pulled out of my mouth, and dropped to his knees in front of me, resting his head on my shoulder and panting. I pulled him closer to me and held him, enjoying his flavor on my tongue and strangely proud of myself for making Nate come and having him cry out for me as he did.

He wrapped his arms around me so tightly that his heart beat hard against my chest, keeping my attention solely on Nate and his body. Once he started to calm down, he pressed sweaty and gentle kisses along my shoulder, moving up along my throat to my lips. We stayed like that for who knew how long before he stood, helped me up, and led us back into my bed.

We became a mess of tangled limbs, trying to get as close to each other as possible. My fingers twirled in his still-damp curls as his fingers traveled along my back in soothing motions.

“God, I want more of that, Sam. So much more. That was perfect. You were perfect.”

I hadn’t realized I’d been tense, worried about his reaction afterward, flooded with questions and insecurities about how I did sexually, if I was good enough, or if he found it weird to have him control me. Maybe Nate didn’t want to control the sex since he was in charge of everything else. Maybe he wanted a break from everything and not to think so much. What if he got tired of me? God, the last thing I wanted was for him to grow bored. But my taking charge seemed daunting. Would I be able to focus enough to do it?

A soft kiss on my lips pulled me back into the moment. “Was that okay?” Nate asked.

“So perfect and better than I’d ever imagined.”

“It was perfect. Not bad for a couple of first-timers.”

I snorted a laugh. “The awkwardness wasn’t even off-putting, like we were in this together, so it wasn’t so bad.”

“Exactly!”

Nate nuzzled his face closer to my chest. “So, do you like S&M or something?”

Did I? No, I didn’t want to hurt for pleasure. “Not really. I just like you telling me what to do and taking control. If you’re weirded out, we don’t have to do it.”

Nate adjusted himself so he could look at me, resting his head on one of my pillows. “I found it kind of hot, though I had no idea what I was doing.”

“You did amazingly.”

“What about sex?” he asked.

“What about it?”

“Do you want to try it, and if so, do you want to fuck me or me fuck you? Or maybe we both share in that experience.”

In all my fantasies, it had been Nate fucking me. But now that I’d had a taste of him, I wouldn’t mind being inside him either, though I think I would prefer he was inside me. “I might like both. It all depends on how it makes us feel during that time, I guess, but I think I would like you to do it more, not that I know what sex is like at all.”

He smiled and nuzzled back into me. “I like that idea.” After taking a deep breath of me, he sighed. “I had no idea sex had a smell. You smell so fucking good. Yummy, even.”

Now that he’d mentioned it, I noticed it, too.

I yawned as my eyes drooped. I’d never been more content and relaxed.

“I’ll ask Stix about the sex stuff,” Nate said.

“Mmm, don’t. Let’s figure it out together.”

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