Page 29 of Hold On

He notices.

“Come here,” he says gently, grabbing my elbow and pulling me towards his body as I drop to my knees before him. He jacks himself a few more times and then let’s his dick go. It bobs between us for a moment. I reach out before I even register what I’m doing and grab him, not sure exactly how much pressure to use. I look at him for reassurance and he nods with a soft smile.

I look back to his cock.

I’m stunned. He’s soft; his skin feels like velvet. But when I close my fist around him with more force, I can feel the steelbeneath that velvet. I’m mesmerized. “I don’t want to hurt you,” I say suddenly, jerking my hand back to myself. He laughs lazily.

“Don’t dig your nails or your teeth in and you’ll be ok, baby. Anything you do to me will turn me on.”

“Promise?” I whisper. He shakes his head yes and I fully believe him. My confidence returns a little.

“Just play with it for a second. You don’t have to suck it yet.” I nod as I use my hand to grip him again. “You can grab me harder,” he coaches me. Listening, I do as he says, watching as he sucks in his breath before releasing an elongated moan. “That’s it, Lina Girl,” he says through clenched teeth as I pump him repeatedly, trying to remember how I saw him doing it. He seems to like it.

His eyes roll back into his head as he rests it against the wall behind the toilet. I grow brave without them on me and reach my tongue out, flicking it across the tip of his cock. He shoots off the wall and lets out a “Holyfuck!” before resting his darkened eyes on me. “More, please,” he begs. I use my tongue to lick him from the base of his shaft to the tip of his large head. He’s shivering beneath me, at my mercy. I decide in that moment I like the feeling of this power he’s giving me, and I open my mouth, taking the entire head of him inside it. I swirl my tongue over the surface, exploring him.

The seam beneath the tip.

The opening at the top where his salty liquid is meeting my tastebuds.

The sides, where his mushroomed head flares.

My tongue lathers it all.

“Ok, Lina Girl. You’re doing absolutely beautifully,” Bash says through his gritted jaw. “Wanna try something else?” he asks as I remove him from my mouth and nod. “Ok, baby. Squeeze and turn me in your hand while you suck me at the top.”

“Ok,” I say quickly before popping him back into my cheeks and doing exactly as he told me to.

“Jesus, fuck!” he moans as I feel my pussy pulsing with flaring desire. I feel good making him feel good. He sees I like his praise and smiles handsomely at me. “Good girl, Alina. You’re doing such a good job, baby. It feels so fucking good when you suck me off,” he says to me and I feel myself whimper while smiling around his dick, my hips moving back and forth excitedly as his compliments wash over me. I’ve never felt like this.

So happy.

So needed.

So useful.

So wanted.

“I fucking love you, Lina Girl.” My eyes meet his, my mouth still around his cock as I begin to cry.

I cry because I feel so good.

And because I love Bash Cox too.

I open my mouth wider and shove him inside of me, making sure to be mindful of my teeth. I feel so fucking turned on as I descend upon his dick, quicker and faster each time I come back up for air. I need him inside of me and my mouth is just fine. I love sucking his cock, milking it continuously as he moans and thrashes below my face. He feels so good against my tongue. I love his velvet along my tastebuds, filling my cheeks and stabbing into my throat. I never knew having a dick in my mouth could be so pleasurable. “Fuck, Alina! I’m gonna fucking bust!!”

And he does.

He fills me with his fucking cum and I drink it down like a girl possessed. Because I am. I am obsessed and in love with Sebastian Cox and I will never be sorry for it.

I swallow him. All of him. His cum and his dick, until he’s pulling himself from me and whimpering for me to stop. I smileas he catches his breath and when he does, he returns it with one of his own. “Sorry, Lina Girl. I couldn’t hold on,” he laughs as I join him.

“That’s ok,” I answer shyly. I look away, my cheeks on fire. I feel so much gratitude and love; I’m overwhelmed by it all. It still doesn’t seem like an adequate description of everything I’m feeling.

“Wanna shower with me?” Bash asks quietly and I nod yes, still avoiding his eyes. I just had his dick in my mouth and yet, this feels far more intimate. I don’t know what to do right now. I feel very self-conscious. I wanna touch Bash again. To completely wrap myself around him and never let go, but I don’t know if it’s too much. Is he annoyed by my clinginess yet? I’m so scared to do something wrong. To chase him away. “What’s going on, Lina Girl?” he asks me, leveling me with a curious stare. He gets off the toilet and stands, helping me up before walking over to the shower. I’m rooted to the spot I’m in.

“I don’t know. Nothing,” I lie as he smirks at me, pulling back the curtain. His body faces mine as my eyes roam his desperately.

“Then get over here, baby.” He holds his arms open to me and I run into them, smashing myself against his hard chest and breathing in his sweat and scent. He tightens his arms around me and stands with me, swaying. It’s my favorite place to be, I decide.

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