Page 12 of The Facilitator: Part 2
“You’re pinching the bridge of your nose a lot, and squinting. Do you have headaches? I wonder if you need your eyestested.”
“I hadn’t realised I was. Like I said, a lot on my mind. Maybe you need to do something to clear that mind for me.” His smirk set the usual butterflies dancing in my stomach, and it was a clear effort for me to not question anyfurther.
I often questioned how well I knew Mackenzie: I did and I didn’t. Our relationship was still relatively new, although we were living together. I was still hurting over my divorce, although, I knew I shouldn’t be, and I’d kept that quiet. So could I really comment that Mackenzie was withholding information on hisex?
“And what would Mr. Miller need to clear his mind?” I said, pursing my lips as if pondering, while I slid from the stool at the breakfastbar.
I tapped my finger on my lip as I took the couple of steps towards him. He parted his legs and I stepped between them. He placed his hands on myhips.
“Suck my cock, Lauren,” he said, ratherdirectly.
Before he’d even finished his sentence I had undone the button on his trousers and lowered the zipper. I reached in and freed his cock from its confines. He stared at me while I ran my hand up, feeling the soft skin in my palm. The more I stroked—the more his face relaxed—those worry lines softened, evenedout.
“I hear sex is actually great if you have a headache, so I’m assuming if I dosuck your cock, as you so eloquently put it, that will have the same effect,” I said, as sultry as I could. I was never great with the sextalk.
“So I hear. How about we put it to the test?” an impatient Mackenzie replied. He covered my hand with his own and encouraged me to pumpfaster.
I pulled my hand away and placed both on the arms of the stool. I lowered at the waist and let him guide his cock into my mouth. While he took over stroking himself, I ran my lips over his shaft, sucking and licking as I did. Not that I had sucked many cocks in my time, in fact Mackenzie’s was the second, and I’d performed oral sex way more in the short time we’d been together than the fifteen years I’d been with Scott, but he had a pleasant taste. I wanted to chuckle, maybe he used some sort of intimate wash; I knew those products were available forwomen.
“Something funny?” he whispered. I hadn’t realised my smile had beenfelt.
“Mmm,” was all I could manage as he raised his hips to push his cock farther into mymouth.
I wanted to cough as the tip of his cock hit the back of my mouth, not quite, thankfully, reaching my throat. That was until he pushed my head farther down on him. My mouth watered, saliva slid down the sides of his cock, and I heard himmoan.
“That feels so good,” he said, almost with agrowl.
Even though his cock stayed hard, I could feel his body start to relax. He slumped slightly on the stool, and I had to bend a little farther to stay with him. I felt his fingers tangle in my hair and tighten, which pulled. From the increase in his breathing rate, I knew he was about to come. I sucked harder; I made sure to flatten my tongue against the underside of him to add to the pressure. My jaw ached and I wanted to open my mouth to take in a deep breath. I threaded one hand into the opening of his trousers; I cupped his balls and felt them tighten as he filled my mouth with hiscum.
I swallowed and continued to do so, even though it wasn’t a taste I thought I’d ever like. As I released him from me, he continued to seepcum.
“I think I said once we need to work on your gag reflex. No need now,” he said, and then laughed. It was a nicesound.
“If you could suck your own cock, have your own cum in your mouth, I’m sure you’d never ask me to do that again,” I said, walking to the sink to fill a glass withwater.
“Baby, if I could do it myself, I’d be joining you onit.”
I spluttered; spitting out some of the water I was using to wash my mouth outwith.
“We’ll have to get started on my list soon,” he said, as he slid from the stool and readjustedhimself.
I turned to face him. “We haven’t already?” Iasked.
He laughed. “No, I still have you in training,” he replied with a wink. I raised my eyebrows at his comment but let him have thatround.
He walked towards me and held my head in his hands. He gave me a gentle kiss to my lips. “I know we have this rule, but I have some things I need to work on. Is that okay withyou?”
“Of course. To be honest, I feel like taking a bath and then settling down to read for abit.”
I walked past him to the hallway. As I did, I trailed my hand over his chest. “We need to talk about your list soon,” I said. His laughter followedme.
A half hour later, I laid in the bath wondering what on earth he could have listed. I thought what I’d come up with was off the scale, but I soon learned he had all sorts of kinks up his sleeve. The thought both excited and terrified me. For a little while, I’d gotten addicted to the adrenaline rush Mackenzie provided for me, I’d also experienced thecrash.
The dynamics were different now. We had a relationship. It wasn’t just fucking, and I believed our sex life was even better because of it. I may have done some seriouslyout of characterthings, and I was still a little embarrassed when I remembered back. I’d do them all over again, knowing he would be falling asleep beside me, we’d be sharing a bed. Just the thought, as I lowered my shoulders under the water, brought colour to my cheeks…it also had my pussypulsing.
I denied myself relief. I liked the pulsing I felt and the tightening to my stomach as a desire to masturbate grew. I also knew I could call Mackenzie and he’d be in here in a second, if I needed him. I wanted to know, who was this person who had taken over my mind and body. I’d never been overly sexual, but then, I’d never had a man like Mackenziebefore.
In the short months we’d been together, I’d done unimaginable things and loved every minute ofit.
