Page 17 of The Stunt
I wake slowly,Bella’s small moans registering in my ears as I feel her lips roam my naked body. I could definitely get used to mornings like this. Last night after her shower, she walked into my room wearing nothing but a towel and I fucked her until I was sure she accepted my apology. We fell asleep, completely exhausted, wrapped up in one another.
I focus on my girl as she kisses her way down my torso, her tongue dragging along the defined lines of my abs. I gently run my hands through her hair as my breathing gets heavier.
“Are you awake?” she whispers.
I chuckle quietly, my voice full of sleep. “Kinda hard not to be when your mouth is all over me. I didn’t want to miss it.”
She hums as she makes her way even lower, licking the sensitive skin above my dick. “Can you tell me how to do it?”
Fuck. Me.
Sometimes I forget that there are things Bella has never done. I know she’s embarrassed by it, but I meant it when I told her it was hot. The fact that she trusts me enough to give me so many of her firsts makes me almost feral. I want to give her everything she wants. I want to take care of her body.
I shove my pillow further under my head so I can see her better. “Use your tongue. Tease me with it,” I say. She obeys, running her hot, wet tongue up the length of my shaft. She takes her time, treating me like the most delicious lollipop she’s ever tasted. I look down, thankful for the morning light that’s filtering through the curtains. She looks like an angel, her long, silky hair framing her face as she worships my cock.
When I can’t take it any longer, I give her more instruction. “That feels so fucking good, Songbird. Now take me into your mouth.” Using her hand, she grips the base of my dick, holding it straight up as she lowers her mouth over my tip and sucks. I’m seeing stars already, my restraint beginning to break. I need to keep myself calm while she does this. As much as I want to take her hair in my fists and fuck her face, she needs to explore.
My toes curl when she begins working my thickness into her mouth. I’m big, and most of the girls I’ve been with have given up once they realized it takes work to take all of me in their mouths, but not Bella. The determination in her expression is making me feel like I could blow right now as she struggles to stretch her lips around me.
“Fuck, baby,” I choke out. “You don’t have to go any further.” But she doesn’t pull back. In fact, she doubles down, continuing to work me toward the back of her throat. I can’t help the involuntary jerk of my hips that makes her gag. “I’m so sorry,” I say. “Are you okay?”
“Do it again,” she whispers.
Fuck. Sounds like maybe my girl has a dirty side neither of us knows about. I decide to test the waters. “You like gagging on my cock, Bella? You want me to fuck your beautiful face?”
“Mhmmm,” she hums, lowering her mouth back onto me.
I am painfully hard thinking about it, but I need to let her adjust to me first. I tighten my hand in her hair slightly, making her wince before her expression relaxes again. “Work me tothe back of your throat for a bit. Then when you’re nice and stretched out for me, I’ll take over.” Like the good girl she is, Bella continues moving her perfect mouth up and down, her jaw muscles relaxing more and more every second. When I feel like she’s ready, I pull her off me with a pop. “Get on your knees on the floor for me, baby,” I order.
She moves to stand, and I follow her before she slowly sinks down. “Good fucking girl, Bella,” I praise. “Look at you, so eager to swallow my cock.” Her eyes widen with anticipation as she waits for me to tell her what to do. “I’m going to fuck your face. If it’s too much or you just want me to stop, tap twice on my thigh. You’re still in control here,” I remind her. I want her to know that just because she’s giving me this, it doesn’t mean we can’t pull the plug at any time if she wants to.
“Okay,” she whispers, looking up at me like I’m her god.
“Open that pretty mouth for me, baby,” I order. She does, inviting me to push past her plump lips. I start slowly, making small, lazy movements as she gets used to the sensations. When I feel her jaw relax, I weave my hands into her hair and thrust harder. I push back as far as I can, making her gag, but she takes it like a champ. When I look down at her, I feel my balls pull up tight, tingling as my release starts to build. She’s looking up at me, eyes full of unshed tears from gagging, as I pump myself over and over into her heavenly mouth. She has her mouth open as far as it will go, letting me use her however I want. Drool spills over her lips, coating my cock and running down her chin.
“Fuck. You’re doing such a good job, Bella. You’re going to make me come. Do you want to taste it? Or do you want me to cover that pretty face of yours?”
She pulls off me, panting. “Both.”
That one word is all it takes for my orgasm to barrel through me. I grip my dick and jerk furiously until the hot liquid shoots into her open mouth. I angle upward slightly, hitting her facewith more ropes of cum until I’m completely spent. She closes her mouth, swallowing before dragging her tongue across her bottom lip.
“You are a fucking goddess, baby,” I say on an exhale before hauling her to her feet and crushing my lips to hers. I don’t give a single fuck that she’s covered in my release. I just need to be close to her. I turn us, tossing her on the bed as she squeals with laughter. Just as I go to bury my face between her legs, my phone rings, the sound popping our little bubble. I reach over, icing the call, but seconds later, Bella’s rings.
She lets out a frustrated huff before crawling up to the nightstand. “It’s Twyla,” she says nervously.
“It’s fine. Act natural. She doesn’t have to know your face is covered in me.” I wink, earning the cutest little eye roll as she answers her phone.
“Hello?” she says as I run to the en-suite to grab a warm washcloth for her face. I laugh to myself as I notice the rasp in her voice from the way she was just gagging on me. Making a mental note to make her some tea this morning, I hold the cloth under the tap, soaking it completely. I return to the bed, reluctantly wiping the remnants of my orgasm off Bella’s cheeks as she continues the conversation.
“Wow,” she says, her eyebrows shooting up. “That’s insane.”
I catch her eyes, furrowing my brows in confusion, but she puts up one finger, as if telling me to “hold on”.
She continues. “Well, that’s what we wanted, right?” I take a seat next to her on the bed, grabbing her by the waist and sliding her toward me because I apparently need to cling to her at all times now. She leans her head into my chest as I run my fingers through her hair.
“Yeah, I’m still at his apartment. I’ll let him know. And you can text me the details.” She sits up. “Okay, bye,” she says before hitting the end button and tossing the phone on the bed.
“Well, everyone is going nuts over the photos from last night,” she tells me. “Rumor has it we’ve been sneaking around for months and we’re already planning to move in together.” She smirks.
