Page 34 of Nerdy Dirty Valentine

“Your lips. Love them on me, babe. Kiss me, suck my skin.”

James obliged, sucking and nipping at the tender line where my neck met my shoulder, then traced his tongue down my spine. My whole body trembled.

“Oh, fuck… I want…”

“What?” James stilled. “Use words.”

I knew that all of this was still new to him. He wanted direction, and we were both getting off on that. And now, he was mine. For real. I wanted this night to be everything for us. Capturing his hand, I brought it to my lips and kissed his palm. “My balls. I like… you… to suck on them.”

“Roll over.” He scooted to the side so I could comply, then settled between my legs.

James licked from my cockhead to my balls. I gasped as he inhaled their scent and licked my sac. I was sensitive there. Each swipe of his tongue caused my nerves to spark.

“Yeah, just like that. I want this—don’t… stop. Take it—you can use pressure—oh fuck!” Fisting the bedding, I tossed my head back. James clamped down on my balls, slurping them into his mouth. I grunted at each tug, my dick straining.

When he released my balls with a wet pop, I lay there, panting, struggling for control.

“You’ve stopped talking.” James was taunting me now. But I liked it, the playfulness in his voice, the sure way he touched me. Unafraid at last. “What’s next? Talk.”

I swallowed hard and rolled over. In answer, I raised my ass in the air.

“More of your hot little tongue. Right there. Spank my ass, own it. Eat it good, babe. With no mercy.”

James groaned, and his hands landed on my ass, a firm slap that sent a zing straight to my cock. His breath feathered over my sensitive skin. “Oh, God. Just keep saying shit like that. I love when you get raunchy.”

“And I love when you take control. I love your fucking eagerness.”

“I want you to feel good,” James said softly. “That’s what matters to me. That I have the power to… make you come and shout my name.”

I turned to meet his eyes. “You do. Just like our dance, I want you to be the only one to fuck me. With your fingers, your tongue, your dick when you want that. “

James’ lips parted. “God, I want to put my tongue in you, taste you there.”

I laid my head on the pillow and scooted up a little, spreading my cheeks open for James. But damn, I wanted to see his face, see how his eyes heated when I instructed him. Craning my neck, I peered over my shoulder. “Lick a finger and work it into me.”

Fire glinting in his gaze, he slowly sucked his index finger into his mouth. My cock twitched. I knew how good his mouth felt on it, and the way he teased me made me burn for him. He withdrew his finger and winked at me as he lowered his hand to my ass. Not yet pushing it into me, James took his time. He circled my rim with a finger.

“How does this feel?” His raspy voice scraped goose bumps over my skin.

“So good,” I mumbled.

“Need more words than that. Do better.” He pinched the skin a little. “Tell me again how your body is all mine.”

All mine.Damn, I liked the sound of that. “Take Me. I’m yours, babe. Want all the wicked things you can do… Need you toown my ass. Make me feel—” I groaned. “Everything. Make my heart pound and cock leak, and drive those pretty fingers into me.”

“Better. Thank you.” The words curled over me, heavy with approval. Like every word, every action we did notched his confidence higher and higher. “Lube?”

“In my dresser.”

I groaned at the sound of the lube being opened, right before James slipped two fingers inside me.

“Scissor me,” I grunted the order. “Deep as you can.”

His nails scraped me, and I moaned at the little pleasure-pain.

“Crook your fingers,” I begged and bucked my hips as James found the spot. “Pressure—you give me such—sweet—pressure.” As he flexed his fingers again, hitting my prostate, I cursed and breathed heavily for control.

“You can come,” he offered in a shaky voice.

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