Page 71 of Totally Off Limits

“My turn,” he said, squirting soap into his hand before rubbing it on her belly.

“You’rethe one who was dirty.”

“You’re not? I thought I had myself a dirty girl.”

With half a grin, Sierra shook her head. “I want to get you rinsed—and I’m in the way.” As she stepped backward, the water fell on her head, but she continued moving. Closing her eyes, she kept going until her back hit the wall. Then she held her hands out to rinse the soap off them before running her forearm over her eyes. When she looked at Mickey again, he had more soap in his hands, but this time, he was washing under his arms.

“I thinkImight be a little dirty,” she said, stepping closer again while dropping to her knees. Although the water kept hitting her head and occasionally dripping off her hair over her eyes, she could see enough—and it looked like most of the soap was rinsed off his cock.

Good. She wanted him clean, but she wasn’t necessarily a fan of soap flavor.

Because that was exactly what she planned to do. Mickey had proven himself to be a hell of a lover, and now it was her turn to return the favor. She thought of it as something to remember her by.

Something she could cling to when life got bleak.

“Fuck me. Did I tell you how much I love dirty girls?”

“And yet I seem so clean,” she joked as she lovingly took his rigid cock in her hand while leaning forward. Although she’d always thought the male anatomy in this area to look a little funny, there was a lot to be said for circumcision. As a nurse, she understood on a clinical level all the reasons for and against, and she respected parents who preferred leaving their sons intact.

As a lusty female, however, she found the circumcised cock to be preferable.

Honestly, though, she’d never had the opportunity to try with an uncircumcised guy. Austin was the only other guy she’d ever been with and he, too, had been snipped. And she’d only blown him once or twice as a teenager.

She hoped her lack of experience wouldn’t be apparent.

One thing she knew for certain was that his member would be sensitive to anything she did to itandso long as she didn’t hurt him, she could be successful.

With that in mind giving her confidence, she first licked the tip right along that little eye that seemed to be looking at her. Then she slowly sucked the bulbous crown into her mouth and, as she did, she heard Mickey groan just loud enough to be heard over the spray of water.

That alone told her she was doing something right, and as she rolled her tongue around it, she shifted to make herself more comfortable in that position. Then she drew in as much of his length as she could stand until he hit the back of her throat, almost triggering her gag reflex. Pulling her head back a bit, she tried to find about how far she could suck him in without making herself miserable, and then she anchored her hand at the base, using it like a doorstop for her mouth.

That allowed her to speed up a little and, for a short time, she moved slowly. When Mickey cupped the top of her head, groaning again, she realized she was enjoying it because his pleasure was completely in her hands—or mouth actually. But she was the one in control, something she hadn’t felt like she’d had much of throughout her life.

And the fact that she could influence his pleasure totally, just her, made her feel desirous again.

After relaxing into it, she sped up and fondled his balls gently with her other hand.

“Fuck.”

She could barely hear him over the water, but it was enough to encourage her, getting faster as she went. And then his cock seemed to get even harder, like steel, or maybe it was the way his hands tensed up against her head, but then she knew he was on the verge of orgasm.

Despite her gag reflex, she removed her hand and drew him in as far as she possibly could, ignoring the sensation in her throat.

And then he exploded.

Grateful that they were in the tub, Sierra let much of his cum flow out of her mouth as she continued working her magic. It wasn’t until he was soft—both his cock and his hands—that she finally stopped. When she looked up at Mickey, his eyes were closed, an expression of bliss on his face.

Nowthey could be over.

CHAPTER24

Of course, Mickey wasn’t satisfied with his focusing solely on himself. Sierra’s pleasure was of utmost priority to him and after sensually toweling her off one section at a time, he lifted her onto the large counter and feasted on her like the most delicious pastry he’d ever tasted.

God…she reallydidfeel dirty…but so fucking good.

And then, ever so sweetly, he carried her in his arms from the bathroom to the gigantic bed, painstakingly getting her in the covers to protect her from the frigid AC before nestling her up against his body.

Now, lying in his warm, strong arms, Sierra tried not to think about what tomorrow would bring. For the moment, she simply wanted to enjoy being with him.

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