Page 280 of Lodestar

“It was satisfying. It was even more satisfying getting away from him. I’d do it again.”

“I know you would,” I drawled, amused that she felt as if she had to say that. Stroking away a couple locks of hair that tumbled into her face, I tucked them behind her ear. “That’s what I can do now you’ve given permission for me to touch you,” I informed her, returning to stroking her cheek with my thumb,watching as, cat-like, she angled her face deeper into the caress. “We learn boundaries as we go, hmm?”

She glanced at me from the corner of her eye then twisted her head so that I wasn’t touching her anymore. Before my hand could drop, her lips were around my thumb and my nostrils flared as the hot heat of her mouth collided with it.

I watched as she slid all the way down it then suckled the tip before nipping it.

“That was how I wanted to wake you up,” she whispered breathily, her pupils dilated.

Eyes narrowed, I rumbled, “Then Iwouldhave been in heaven because your lips on my skin is paradise, but around my cock is…” Speechless and without an appropriate word, I hitched a shoulder.

She smirked at me before returning to my abs where she’d been tracing her tongue between the divots upon my waking up.

Maintaining eye contact with me, she continued her original trajectory, her fingers tucking in the waistband of my sweatpants I’d borrowed from Finn and dragging them lower until my dick was free.

“No boxer briefs?” she rasped, on eye level with my cock now.

“Not for bed—” My words cut off with a hiss as she stroked her tongue down my shaft, the tip delving into the nooks and crannies of every vein and artery that wrapped around my length.

Groaning, I closed my eyes to process how fucking good that felt, then they popped open again because watching was half the fun when it came to Star.

With the malevolent glee of earlier having been replaced with a hazy need, I circled my fingers around her lips.

I watched as she tensed a little, knowing she was preparing for me to shove her face into my crotch, and I made sure to keep my movements gentle.

The thumb she'd sucked traced the corner of her mouth as she returned to the glans and started tonguing the slit where pre-cum was already bubbling.

Having relaxed into my touch, I watched as she grabbed me around the base, held me fast, then treated the underside of my dick to the same treatment.

She coated me in spit, getting me wet and messy, then finally, her lips were there, sinking around me.

“Fuck,” I groaned, elongating the word as ecstasy sparked inside my veins, boiling my blood until I knew explosion was imminent just as a goddamn safety feature.

I watched when she sank down, and down, and down. Her fingers retreated as she broached the lower inches. I grunted as she flicked her tongue at the base, teasing an area that was rarely touched.

Keeping my hips from bucking seemed to be an impossible task, especially as I watched her stay there, a calmness in her eyes that I didn’t share, her amusement tangible as she swallowed around me, her throat doing stuff to my cock that should have been illegal in at least forty states.

I stared at her, feeling tongue-tied when mine wasn’t even busy, and then I whispered, “You need to stop.”

Some of that glee returned to her gaze. Less sadistic than before but definitely giving me no quarter.

She shook her head as she retreated, moving up and down my length as she continued her ministrations.

I needed to talk, had to speak, but I didn’t want to trigger her. Touch was one thing, words were another, and even as overwhelmed as I was right now, I knew?—

“My bad girl,” I rasped, unable to keep the words back. “So bad for me. That fucking mouth is a sinner’s paradise, Star. It’s hell not coming down your throat the second those sinful lips are swallowing every inch of me.”

The words had her whimpering and I watched as her hand snaked down between us.

Knowing the destination, I rasped, “Let me touch that naughty pussy, Star. You know I won’t stop until I make you sing.”

This time, when she swallowed around my cock, it had nothing to do with teasing me.

Still, as lust-crazed as I was, I noticed a distinct difference in her reaction between using the word 'bad' and using the word 'naughty.'

As I made a mental note of that, I rumbled a test, “I want you to come on my face, Star. Can you do that for me, mynaughtygirl?”

Her mouth, strained around my shaft, quivered.

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