Page 31 of A Very Grumpy Firefighter

“Lilou,” he says thickly.

“There’s something that I wanted to try,” I say, feeling a bit nervous.

He stares at me with heated interest.

“I’m interested,” he assures me. “Try what?”

“I was hoping to…taste you,” I say, my fingers reaching out and toying with the button on his pants.

“Fuck, Lilou. You have me close to coming already, and you haven’t even touched me yet.”

I blush at his dirty words, and a feeling of boldness washes over me.

He watches me as I unbutton his pants and tug the zipper down. I can see he is holding his breath as I push his pants down and then kneel in front of him.

“Goddamn, Lilou. Seeing you on your knees? So fucking hot,” he tells me, and I smirk.

My hands reach for the waistband of his boxers, and I watch his jaw flex as he grits his teeth as I pull them down. I wrap my fingers around his length, and give him a few test strokes as I look up at him.

“I might not be good at this,” I warn him.

“You’re doing amazing already,” he pants, and I giggle.

“I haven’t done anything yet!”

“Just knowing that it’s you touching me is the biggest turn-on. You’re so sexy, Lilou. Without even trying, you have me hard as a fucking rock.”

I lean forward, and he watches as my lips spread and my tongue darts out to run around the tip of his cock. A drop of precum beads at the opening, and I lick that up, too. He grunts, and I lick my lips and then open wide, and he watches as his cock disappears inch by inch into my mouth.

“Fuck,” he groans, drawing the word out.

I smile up at him, or try to around his dick. I can’t fit all of him into my mouth, but he’s not complaining. I wrap my hand around the part of his cock that isn’t in my mouth and start to bob my head up and down on his length.

I go slow at first, just getting used to sucking him. He looks like I am teasing or torturing him. I use my tongue to stroke him slowly, tracing every line and ridge of his cock, trying to make him lose his mind. I can feel him trying to hold himself back, straining not to thrust into my mouth until he’s buried in my throat. But I want him to lose control.

I start to work my hand in time with my mouth, and he’s a goner.

“Lilou…fuck, I’m close. I’m going to come,” I warn her.

I hum around him and suck harder, hollowing my cheeks with each pass. His fingers thread through my hair and tighten there as his dick swells against my tongue.

“Lilou,” he chokes out in warning, and I tighten my hand around the base of his cock and swallow as he starts to come.

“Fuck!” he shouts, and I moan as I swallow down every last drop.

I pull back, and his cock slips from my mouth, slick with my saliva.

“My turn,” he grunts, and then he’s grabbing me and tossing me onto the bed.

I gasp as I bounce, and he reaches for me and starts to strip my clothes off. His cock is already starting to get hard again as he pushes my legs apart and lies between them. He spreads my legs wider apart until my clit is exposed, and then he’s burying his face between my thighs.

I’m drenched already, and he greedily licks up all of my juices before thrusting his tongue inside my snug hole. I shout his name, but he doesn’t stop. His thumb presses down on my clit, rubbing tight circles over the little bundle of nerves as his tongue continues to fuck in and out of my tight little hole. My legs clamp down around his head, and I arch off of the bed, chanting his name breathily and squirming beneath him.

“Milo!” I scream as I come against his face, and he moans, licking up all of my release.

I gasp as I sink into the mattress, and he kisses my pussy one more time before crawling up my body. His cock nudges my opening, and I spread my legs wider in invitation.

He thrusts into me until he bottoms out, and we both moan each other’s names. We’re both so worked up, so he doesn’t take it easy this time. He pulls out and then pounds back into me, starting up a rough pace.

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