Page 62 of You Kissed Me First

“Lose those pants and queen me.”

“What?” I know I have to be looking at him like he’s crazy.

“Get naked and climb on my face.”

I hesitate only a moment before I stand, removing my clothes until I’m completely naked. I don’t even know why I took my shirt off, but with the way he is staring at me like he wants to devour me, I’d say it was worth it.

When I climb back on the bed, he grabs me, pulling me closer.

When I’m straddling his chest, he pats my thighs. “Farther up, baby doll. Straddle my head. I want those thick thighs wrapped around me until I can’t breathe.”

“I don’t know. I’ve never done this.”

“No reason to be shy. I’ll make you feel good. Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

The word falls from my mouth without hesitation, both surprising and scaring me.

He grips my thighs, urging me to move. So I do. I climb up until my legs are on either side of his head, and my hands braced on the headboard.

He meets my eyes for one moment before he leans forward, licking me from slit to clit.

“Oh god,” I gasp out.

He doesn’t stop there. Within seconds, he sets a ruthless pace, licking and sucking me. I can feel myself building. I need this release, but I don’t want to be selfish. Last time I got off while he didn’t.

Glancing over my shoulder, I see his erection tenting his pants.

“Dominic,” I moan. “Wait. Stop.”

He hesitates, licking one more time before meeting my eyes.

“I want to turn around. I need you in my mouth.”

His eyes flare, giving me a short nod.

I turn quickly, tugging down his sweats. He lifts his hips to help me. As soon as he’s free, he goes back to eating me like his last meal.

I give myself a moment to savor the feeling before I grab his dick.

Dicks are weird looking things if you really consider it, but Dominic’s is the biggest I’ve ever seen.

I have no idea how I’m going to do it, but I’m determined to make him feel as good as he’s making me feel.

A bead of precum is dotted on the tip. I stick my tongue out, swiping it. In response, Dominic’s hips jerk.

He’s salty. The texture isn’t what I would call ideal, but I can manage.

I don’t want to admit it to Dominic, but I’m not really good at blow jobs. Sure, I’ve given one or two, but I hate the way it makes my jaw feel. I’ve certainly never been able to make a man orgasm from it.

I’ve never sixty-nined before either though, so here’s to hoping this is another new experience.

Slowly, I suck his length into my mouth. When he hums into my pussy, the vibrations about set me off, making me hum in return.

“Fuck, Katie. Your mouth feels like heaven.”

A sense of pride fills me.

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