Page 466 of Rock Me All Night
I push myself onto my hands and knees and bring my body over his. I wrap my hand around his cock. "Can I help you with this problem?"
"You don't have to be that polite," he groans.
"No? Doesn't turn you on—" I suck on his earlobe until he's groaning and thrusting into my hand. "To hear me ask, Tom, may I please suck your cock?"
"Fuck," he groans. "Say it again."
I'm too wound up to get self-conscious. I whisper in his ear. "May I please suck your cock?"
He groans something completely incomprehensible.
I kiss my way to his chest and stop to flick my tongue over his nipples. "Will you come in my mouth?"
"You want me to?"
"Please."
"You're gonna kill me." He brings his hands to my hair. "God, yes."
I plant kisses down his torso. I've never enjoyed giving head before. Certainly never made a special request. But I want to make Tom feel as good as I do. I want to be in control of his pleasure.
The piercing is a little daunting. I take my time getting into position. I push his legs apart, sit back on my heels, and press one hand against his hip. Once I'm confident in my leverage and my balance, I lower myself closer.
There. I wrap my hand around his cock and flick my tongue against his tip. He tastes like me. Because he fucked me so thoroughly. It spurs me on, but I'm not feeling merciful.
Teasing earns teasing.
I flick my tongue against him. Again and again. Until he's groaning and clawing at the bed. I try different speeds. Faster. Slower. Harder. Softer. I lick my way around him, stopping to give his piercing thorough attention. It's even more fun like this. He shudders whenever I flick my tongue against it. He claws at my hair. His groans are desperate and needy.
Still, I tease. I tease until I can't take it anymore.
He sighs when I wrap my mouth around him. He presses his hand against the back of my head, guiding me gently. I take him deeper. Deeper. When I can't take anymore, I use my hand like an extension of my mouth, stroking him.
I do it again. Again.
"Harder," he groans.
God, the way that pleasure sounds on his lips. It echoes around the room, filling me with satisfaction.
I suck harder. Harder. Until he groans loudly enough to wake the people down the street. I keep up my motions until his hands knot in my hair.
Deep groans escape his lips. "I'm gonna come."
He tugs at my hair. Gently at first. Then rough enough it hurts.
I hold Tom in my mouth as he comes. He's salty and sweet at once. I like him in my mouth, feeling his orgasm, tasting it.
When he's finished, I push myself up and swallow hard.
There's a world of wonder in his eyes. He blinks, dumbfounded.
He pulls me onto the bed and wraps his body around mine. He runs his fingers through my hair. "Haven't got carried away in a long time."
"I liked it." I nestle into his body.
"You knocked me out. Only have about ninety seconds of consciousness left."
"Sleep. You have TCM and Netflix. I'll be entertained."
