Page 34 of Becoming His Muse
Olani moved, and Elion spread his legs to give her room. She settled between them, taking his dick into her hand. Palming the weight of it, she ran her thumb over the head. He moaned when she did so, and she was lost momentarily in the sound as she looked up at him.
The sound of it traveled straight to her pussy. It was as if he were moaning right against it, and she wanted to hear that, feel that again. So she repeated her action, running the pad of her thumb over the head of his dick and dislodging another moan from his lips.
Her eyes traveled back to his dick. She knew pretty dicks existed and had even had a couple in her lifetime, but this was a masterpiece. Elion’s dick was smooth, the head pink, and it blended with the natural tone of his body. It made her wonder if he laid out naked at times.
He was well endowed. Olani had been with men she knew were a little larger than average, but Elion surpassed them. For a moment, she thought about asking him how large he was but decided against it.
Leaning down, she licked from the base of his dick to the head. Elion moaned again, and she was becoming addicted to that sound. To his expression of pleasure. One she hadn’t heard for a while from a man, even when she’d been with one some time ago.
In her experience, they held them in as if allowing her to hear it was a weakness that they didn’t want her to witness. So, she was enjoying the unfiltered sounds she received from him.
Determined to hear more of them, she placed her hand at the base of his dick and took it into her mouth as far as she could, stopping only when she hit resistance.
“Fuck, Sweetheart,” he moaned out, and Olani moaned around his dick. His reaction bolstered her ego. She was determined to have him weak before they ever came together.
Elion’s eyes stayed locked on Olani as his dick disappeared between her lips. The warmth of her mouth and the slickness of her saliva engulfed him, coating his dick in pleasure. He tried to keep his hands to himself, allowing her to control how she pleasured him. That notion flew out the window when she looked up at him as she descended on his dick again.
He reached down, his fingers gripping her thick, natural hair, and he rolled his hips subconsciously, hitting the resistance in the back of her throat. He moaned, the sound growing more profound with the pleasure that came from her moaning around his dick.
She slowly lifted off his dick, swirling her tongue around the head before taking just the head back into her mouth. Her soft hand gently massaged his balls, her tongue swirling the head of his dick.
Olani sank down, taking his balls into her mouth, and Elion threw his head back. A moan filtered from him, and he tried to stay still while she stroked him, preventing his hips from moving in time with her strokes.
It’d been too long since the last time he was intimate with someone. Too long since he’d felt pleasure like this, and he did not doubt that it would amplify when he slid between her thighs. It wasn’t that he couldn’t have taken time off to sleep with somewoman. It was that he hadn’t wanted to, had paid little attention to them, choosing to focus on his craft.
That was not the case now. Now, every time he looked at the woman who currently had her soft lips pressed to his balls as she gave them open mouth kisses, he envisioned how it would feel to be intimate with her, pleasure her.
He’d dated her, was dating her, and he genuinely enjoyed his time with her. Elion found himself wanting to spend more with her throughout the week. His attraction wasn’t just physical; it encompassed everything and caused his attraction to her to live on a scale of its own. He wasn’t sure he’d ever been this attracted to a woman.
Olani licked up the underside of his dick, and he focused on her. That sinful tongue of hers swirled around the head of his dick, and she locked eyes with him before taking it back into her mouth, descending until hitting resistance again.
“Shit, baby,” he moaned, staring deep into those lust-hazed eyes.
He got lost in pools of brown, and they spoke volumes, told him she knew how good she was making him feel. Elion wouldn’t deny it. If he tried to, he was sure Olani would know that he was lying.
She slowly lifted, releasing his dick with a small pop. She swirled her tongue around the head before she took him into her mouth again. Her eyes were on him the entire time, rivaling how sexy she looked when he’d gotten her naked.
She chose a slow pace, taking him down as far as she could each time, then coming off to swirl her tongue around the head of his dick. Whatever she couldn’t fit into her mouth, she stroked with her hand.
After several long minutes of feeling the delicious warmth of her mouth, he could no longer hold himself still. Fingers lacedin her hair, he thrust into her mouth. She allowed him to change her pace, and he picked a slightly faster one.
The head of his dick poked at the resistance each time he thrust into her mouth, and she moaned around him. The vibration traveled through his dick, resonating in his balls. Elion thrust into her mouth, holding her there as he moaned.
“That’s it, baby,” he stated, pulling out until only the head remained in her mouth and picked back up his thrusting. “Take it for me.”
She moaned around his dick again before swallowing, and he removed his fingers from her hair, grabbed her under both arms, and pulled her up his body. His lips molded to hers, and he reached between them, taking his dick into his hand as he used his free arm to lift her.
He ran the head of his dick along her slit and was about to push in, but stopped himself short. “Fuck,” he groaned in irritation against her lips before pulling away.
“What’s wrong?” Olani questioned.
“I don’t have any condoms.”
Elion was cursing himself as the words fell from his lips. He hadn’t packed any, not wanting to be presumptuous about how the weekend would go. Part of him also hadn’t thought this was where it would take them. They were attracted to one another, but he’d assumed it would be like their other dates with them getting to know one another. He also hadn’t required one in a while, so he had thought little about it.
Olani searched his eyes, and Elion watched her bite her bottom lip. “I…I have some. Xola put a box in my purse as I got out of her car.”
She moved off him, and he watched her walk out the door. He stroked his dick slowly, but he was sure he wouldn’t soften even if she were gone for several minutes.
