Page 92 of Coach Me
She does so slowly, then reaches up for the toy, and she’ll get it—but first, I lean down and suck the taste of her off her fingers.
She tastes just as sweet as everything else about her. That bright floral light she just exudes. Hell, she really is addictive.
Lucie’s breath catches as I swirl my tongue around the tip of her finger, just like I would if my face were between her legs.
“Dex.” Lucie’s hand flexes around mycock.
“You taste so good, baby. I couldn’t resist.” I hand her the buzzing toy, then pull her hair back again. “Do you want to taste me?”
Lucie nods. “Please.”
My grip on her hair tightens. “Good, now put that on your clit and open your mouth.”
I hold her head back by her hair until I see the toy settle in between her legs, then as she lets out a moan, I slide my dick in her mouth.
“Fuck, Lucie.” I knew her mouth would feel incredible, but shit.
Lucie peers up at me with her blue eyes as her head bobs back and forth. “Yes, baby, suck my cock. You’re so good at it.”
Lucie’s moan threatens my willpower. It vibrates around me—like that damn toy she’s using.
I gather up her hair in one hand then lean down to play with her tit again. Lucie’s other hand still works at my base, and while this is already the best blowjob I’ve ever had, I kind of want to push her a bit.
“I think you can take more, though, baby. You told me you could take it, didn’t you?”
Lucie nods the best she can while my dick’s in her mouth. God, she’s perfect.
My thrusts stay slow. “If you need a break, take it, Luce. Do you understand?”
I wait for a small nod or muffled yes, but instead, Lucie moves the hand that was at the base of my shaft to play with my balls.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” My thrusts pick up, and she gags for just a moment, but then she adjusts. “That’s my girl. Let me fuck your face.”
Lucie peers up at me for a moment, then takes me as deep as she can, before she pauses.
“Fuck, Lucie.” I was not expecting that, nor am I ready when her tongue starts to flick mid-shaft before sliding it all the way back up to the tip.
I struggle to stay upright. “Hell, baby, you better be on the verge of coming yourself when you do that again—shit—I’ll come down your throat next time.”
I swear I can see the wicked smile in her eyes. She’s killing me—I’m so fucking gone for her already.
“How does it feel to know you have that power over me, Luce?” I let go of her hair just to brush it back again. “How does it feel to know you make me feel more alive than any game I’ve ever played over my career? That you’ve had me fucking my hand at the thought of this very moment and now I know I’ll never be able to go back?”
Lucie’s whimpers grow faster, and her knees slide out slightly on the carpet, her hips moving slightly. She’s close too. I can feel it.
“Yes, baby. I can’t wait for you to sit on my face, moving your hips ever so slowly just like that. Picture that right now, Luce.”
Right as I think Lucie’s about to break, she takes me all the way back again and then she fucking comes.
“Fuck,” I bark and then I’m done too. I come right down her throat, and she swallows every single drop.
She holds me in her mouth until her climax ebbs. The moment she’s off, I scoop her up and fall back onto her bed with her straddled on top of me. She giggles for a moment, and then I lift her up over my head.
“Sit, Luce. Let me clean you up.”
“Dex…you don’t have to do this again.” Her chest rises and falls rapidly, but I still see that excitement in her eyes.
Raising my head, I lick from her pussy to her clit and her legs shake around my shoulders as she fucking sits.
