Page 43 of Her Marine
She went over to the bed, kneeling as she beckoned him forward. Journee was well aware that his goal had been to taste her, but she wanted hers first. She reached out when he stood before her and wrapped her hand around the impressive girth of his dick.
Leaning in, Journee swirled her tongue around the head. Getting the taste of it on her tongue.
“Look at me,” Killian commanded, and Journee complied. She looked up to find him watching her intensely, and she took the head into her mouth. “Mm, deeper,” Killian instructed, and she didn’t have to be told twice.
Journee pushed forward, wanting to see how deep she could take him. She got about three-fourths down before slowly pulling off as Killian moaned. Journee took a breath before going down again, pushing forward until she gagged and pulled off. She wasn’t too upset about it because she would take him down her throat before the night ended.
She took him back into her mouth, bobbing back and forward on his dick, using her hand to stimulate what didn’t fit. Killian moaned above her, and Journee needed to hear more of it. It was the first time she heard it, and she wanted more.
The fact that she was the one pleasing him, the one playing him like an instrument and eliciting those deep sounds from him, made her bob her head faster, swallowing every other time she went down.
Journee felt Killian’s hand in her hair, and she’d expected him to control her movements, to thrust into her mouth. She hadn’t expected him to stop her, but he did, her mouth still halfway down his dick.
“I don’t remember telling you to stop looking at me.”
Journee’s eyes snapped back up to meet his. She hadn’t realized she’d looked away. Her focus was on his moans, on hearing more of them.
Killian pushed further into her mouth, his eyes still holding hers, stopping only when Journee gagged. Instead of pulling out, he held himself there momentarily, a deep moan escaping him as she watched him.
Journee took a breath when Killian finally pulled his dick from her mouth. He removed his fingers from her hair, grabbed the base of his dick, and ran the head over her lips. She swiped her tongue over his slit before taking him back into her mouth.
This time, she didn’t need him to tell her to keep her eyes on him. She had every intention of doing so, to see the sensual pleasure nestled there.
Journee enjoyed the weight of his dick on her tongue as she tasted him, the hard texture enclosed in her mouth. She’d found her favorite treat.
It had been a while since Journee enjoyed giving a partner oral pleasure. She’d done it, of course, in her last relationship. However, it was more so because she’d been the one heavily depended on for either of them to get off and because he had expected her to.
Journee knew that wasn’t the case with Killian, she could decide she didn’t want to, and he wouldn’t care. He’d proved that to her already, which made her want to even more—made her desire to be just as good to him as he had been to her. As hewouldbe to her.
Her pace this time was slower than before. She wanted to savor it, treat it as if it were the only time she’d be able to have him like this. Though she was sure, all she’d have to do was ask, and he’d let her.
Each time she took him down, she swallowed before hollowing her cheeks as she pulled off, swirling her tongue around the head of his dick before repeating the process. The entire time they watched each other, Journee could feel her arousal sliding down her thighs.
This was a first for her, keeping eye contact while she pleased him. Usually, she’d close her eyes and focus on what she was doing, but she liked this—liked the fact that the intensity behind his eyes was causing her arousal to run like a slow stream down her thighs.
When Journee went back down, taking him into her mouth again, she watched Killian bite his bottom lip as he moaned. She swallowed, and as she went to pull off, his hand came up, gripping her chin and holding her in place.
“Stay,” he commanded, and the deep baritone sent a vibration to her pussy as if he’d been speaking against it. “Do it again,” he instructed, and Journee swallowed again, a bit slower than before. “Fuck, Tigress,” Killian breathed out.
Journee moaned around him. She knew she’d been releasing little moans as she’d sucked his dick, but this one was different. Hearing him call her Tigress in that tone caused her stomach to dip and her thighs to tighten.
So, this moan was deeper, louder, more prolonged, moved through his dick like a current, and Journee gasped as he pulled it from her mouth. The hand on her chin snaked down to her neck as he leaned down and kissed her.
And fuck was it a filthy kiss, but neither of them cared. Killian forced her tongue into submission as he squeezed her neck slightly. His free arm went around her waist, and Journee was maneuvered until she was on her back, and Killian hovered over her.
When they pulled apart, she watched him lick his lower lip before he took her thighs in his hand and pushed her legs apart, taking in how wet she was already. Killian looked up and smirked at her before leaning down and licking her arousal from her left thigh. His eyes were on her the entire time before doing the same to her right thigh.
Journee gasped, arching slightly when he took her clit into his mouth, biting it. Killian swirled his tongue around it when he released it, alleviating the sting before slipping down and sliding his tongue into her. Journee involuntarily tightened around his tongue as she moaned.
Killian fucked her with it. Moving it up and down, in circles, and Journee was sure she even felt him spell his name. Her hips moved in sync with his motions, and Journee felt herself drawing closer to her first orgasm. It started building as if she hadn’t had one in years when that was far from the case in reality.
With one more flick of his tongue, Journee felt herself cumming, and her hands went to his hair, holding him in place as she rode it out.
“Killian!”
His name filled the room, and it was several long seconds before Journee released his hair, and he pulled his tongue from her, giving her long slow licks. She’d cum faster than she had the first time he’d eaten her pussy, and if Journee had to guess, she figured she might be in double digits by the time they finished.
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