Page 74 of Untouchable Player

He stops and looks up at me, “what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, come here.”

I tug at his shirt until he takes it off and he wriggles out of his jeans. The contact of bare skin on skin as his body touches mine is electric and I shiver.

“You cold?” he asks.

“No, it just feels good.”

He smiles and I don’t even mind if I’m giving him an ego right now. I never thought I’d say this, but I think he could do with an ego boost. I was wrong about hockey players. They are not all cocky assholes who think too highly of themselves. Or at least, Jesse definitely isn’t.

“I want to suck you.”

Jesse groans against my neck. “You sure?”

“Mm hm… yes I mean, yes, there’s your verbal confirmation.”

He chuckles and it vibrates against my chest. His cock is rock hard and flush against my stomach. “Want to make you feel as good as you make me feel.” Fuck, I’m already so out of it I can barely talk.

Jesse flips onto his back and watches me as I hover over him to kiss his mouth, his jaw, neck, chest, stomach, that line really buff guys get leading down to their groin.

His pubic hair is neatly trimmed and I wonder why I never noticed that before. Did he do that for me, or does he always do it? Does he want me to trim mine? Does he want me to do something about the hair in my ass crack?

“What’s wrong?” Jesse runs his hand through my hair. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, I swear, I love what we’re doing already.”

I shake my head and Jesse lets his hand drop, “I want to, I was just wondering… do you want me to… shave or anything?”

“Shave what?”

“I mean trim, my pubes, or the hair in my crack.”

He laughs and my face tints.

“Sorry, baby, no, no I don’t want you to do anything, just do what you naturally do, it’s all good, I promise.”

Did he just call me baby? I can’t decide if I like it or not, but it doesn’t matter because I was being stupid again and stressing about things that don’t matter.

“Okay, I’m gonna blow you now.”

“Okay. Only if you want to.”

“Jesse,”

“yeah?”

“For like, the next ten minutes or so, I give you permission to stop asking my permission for everything okay?”

He hesitates before nodding. I start to slide down the bed again, but he calls me back.

“Yeah?”

“Shouldn’t we have a safe word or something?”

“The safe word is, if I say no or stop, you stop.”

“Yep, got it.”

Jesse unexpectantly being a total dork has relaxed me more than I thought it would. And when I lick the tip of his cock before wrapping my lips around the head, I’m not stressing about whether I’m doing it right. The only thing going through my head is how much I want this. He gasps and twitches and I think he’s restraining himself from pushing his hips up. As much as I want to make him feel good and know he doesn’t mind when I do that to him, I do appreciate him holding off for me for now. I’m new to this, and I need to be eased into the whole sucking cock thing before I get confident at it enough to deep throat him and let him take control.

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