Page 41 of Strong Side
Seeing his tongue peek out makes me want to kiss him. So, I do. I slide my tongue inside his mouth and twirl it around his slowly. Just like the movement of my hand, I want to memorize it all. I’m not in a rush.
His hips thrust up, and I take that as a signal to start moving my hand a little faster. So, I slide my hand up and down his length, and his hips move with it.
When I get to the tip again, I feel wetness, so I palm the head of his dick, coating my palm, then slide it back down, pumping.
He breaks our kiss. “Fuck, Noelle. You keep doing that, and I’m going to come pretty fast.”
“Are you really?” I ask curiously. I probably sound stupid, but I’m kind of surprised I’m having this effect on him.
He nods. “Yep.”
“Okay, well, before you do, I want to do something else.” I don’t let go of him, but I turn my body so I’m hovering over his dick.
I hear him mumble, “Oh shit.”
My tongue swirls around the head, and then I wrap my lips around it and suck. It makes his hips thrust up, so I keep moving my hand up and down while taking him deeper into my mouth.
He places his hand on my head, but isn’t pushing it.
When I reach the base of him, I hear him hiss, “So good.”
His praise makes me feel more confident, so I continue moving my hand and mouth up and down his cock. I wish I could watch his face while I’m doing this. Maybe next time, I can. Because I do want there to be a next time.
“I’m getting close,” he warns me, but I keep going.
I move the hand that I’ve had bracing me on the bed to his chest. He covers my hand with his just as I taste the first shots of cum hit my tongue. I don’t stop. I keep taking him deep as he fills me.
When his hips stop moving, I release him, then wipe my mouth with my hand. With my other hand, I can still feel the rapid rise and fall of his chest.
“Holy hell. That was incredible.” He runs his hand over my head, then down my back.
“Really?” I sit up and look at him. “I mean, I have done that before, but only a few times. Do you promise you would tell me if you didn’t like it?”
He grabs his shorts and wipes himself off, then tosses them to the floor. Which means he’s still lying naked. And I can’t stop looking at his dick.
“Noelle, look at me. You were perfect. And if anyone ever told you otherwise, they were lying.” He chuckles. “Hell, I had to force myself not to come the second you put your hand on me. Better than a fucking fantasy.”
“What do you mean? Have you ever thought about me doing that to you?”
He sits up, and he’s right in my face.
“All the fucking time.” He smirks and slides his hand around the back of my neck. “Kiss me.”
He’s fantasized about me giving him a blow job. Me.
I give myself a mental high five. And then I lean in and kiss him.
When he pulls back, he places a kiss on my forehead. “Thank you for that, truly. I wasn’t expecting that, but it’s like my birthday came early.”
He laughs again, and I push him back onto the pillows.
“Are you spending the night?” he asks me, pulling me down to lie on his chest.
“I didn’t really plan to, but if you want me to, I will. I just need to get up early so I can go home and shower and grab my stuff.”
I trace patterns on his bare stomach. It’s rock hard, but his skin is so soft.
His hand strokes my arm, giving me goose bumps. “I would really love it if you spent the night. And I would really love it if you let me return the favor.”
