Page 44 of Under Pressure

Her body says she wants otherwise, but I spend minutes building her up until she’s panting, thighs shaking, and that’s when I use the tip of my tongue to circle her clit.

“Tyler!” she screams, her back arching off the bed.

“Mmm.” I pause. “I said I’d have you screaming my name.”

“You did,” she replies, voice filled with reverence. “I’m so close already.”

“Do you want to stop for a minute? Delay it so it’ll be stronger later?”

“No, I want it now. Make me come.”

Well, how can I deny that request?

I spread her open as far as I can and bury my tongue in her, eating her out with enthusiasm as she grips my hair hard with both hands, a low moan releasing out of her.

“Like that, just like that,” she pants.

The harder she clutches at me, the faster I flick my tongue until she’s calling out my name again, twitching in pleasure.

She pulls me up her body when she can’t take anymore, and pressed against her like this, both our bodies nude, feels better than I imagined, her skin soft and smooth as I rub my palm up her stomach and over her breast.

“Can I return the favor?” she asks, her hand moving perilously close to my dick. It jumps at the mere suggestion of her touch, unequivocally screamingyes!

I think back to the other day in the lab, my emotions running high then.

But I’m in control today. I went down on her, now she’ll go down on me. It’s quid pro quo. It doesn’t mean anything other than two people wanting some sexual satisfaction.

This is literally the definition of the mutually beneficial arrangement.

I nod my assent and her hand delicately wraps around my cock, stroking it once, twice. Light, barely there movements that make my stomach dip in anticipation for what’s to come.

She runs her palm slowly up and down its length as she herself makes her way down my body, leaning in close so I can feel her breath hot on me. I raise my hands up by my head, gripping the pillow, watching all that glorious hair curtain my thighs.

She looks up at me, catching me staring at her. A faint blush crosses her cheeks, her expression hesitant yet willing. “I’ve only done this a couple times. So if I do something you don’t like—”

“I’ll like anything you do,” I blurt out, wishing the words back as soon as I utter them. That sounded way too eager. Like I care more than I do. I don’t want her getting the wrong impression.

“Okay,” she says faintly, staring at me a beat longer before returning her attention to the task at hand.

She lays a soft kiss on the tip, then takes it between her lips and gently sucks. Well, she’s doing good so far. I actually have to resist the urge to jerk my hips forward, especially when she swallows me a little further, using her tongue to make a slow circular motion.

“Fuuuuck,” I groan, digging my heels into the mattress, tightening my fingers on the pillow. Is she sure she doesn’t have much experience? Because that seems like some grade A technique right there.

Her breast brushes my thigh as she adjusts her position, and I wish I could cup her tits right now, tease the nipples into hard little buds the way I did before, feel her excitement in the rise and fall of her chest.

She takes me further in, enveloping me, bobbing her head up and down, my length disappearing into that pretty mouth of hers.

“Christ, your mouth feels good. Make your lips like an O, tight around me—” An unintelligible sound escapes me as she does what I say, the suction of her mouth incredible, taking me deeper and deeper each time she bobs up and down until she can’t take any more.

“That’s it, baby. Take me in. Suck me off.” I don’t know what I’m saying, what I’m doing. I just know I never want this to end. I want this girl’s mouth on me always. But that familiar tingle down my spine tells me I’m getting close. There’s not long left. And just like with her, I don’t want to delay it. I want to come.

She runs her palms up and down my thighs, then settles them on my ass, pressing me further into her and makes a humming sound, the vibration adding an extra element of sensation that ratchets my desire higher.

“Mia.” I allow myself to finally dip my hands into her hair, holding her in place gently. I want her to take everything as I come in her mouth. “I’m so close.”

She makes anothermmmsound to let me know she understands, and I let myself go then, my hips tilting up of their own accord as hot streams jet in her mouth.

“Fuck, Mia. Fuck.” I tremble and she squeezes my ass tightly, swallowing down everything I give her, everything I am, accepting it in a way that feels different than any time before. Different from any girl before.

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