Page 83 of Summer People
I roll my thumb over the tip, spreading his pleasure over his crown, and he hisses air through his teeth. “I’ve never given two fucks about anyone else.”
Pausing, I peer up at him, waiting for him to finish the statement. He doesn’t add to it. That’s the statement. It’s not about my clothes. It’s not about my touch. It’s me.
Even so, I can’t help but goad him. It’s what we do, after all. “What kind of pretty things do you want me to wear for you?”
He grunts and his eyes fall shut. “Naked. Need you naked now.”
“Now, now Fisher. You asked for something pretty. Be a good boy and tell me what you want.” I give his cock a squeeze.
When he opens his eyes again, they’re molten. He curses and sucks in a sharp breath. “Something pink.”
“Why?” I whisper.
His responding smirk is wicked. “Because that’s what you like, Princess, and I like anything that makes you smile. Now take off your clothes, because you’re right—I definitely prefer you naked.”
I shake my head. No, I’ve got my mind set on something else. I want to taste him. Pushing him back slightly, I splay one hand on the mattress to steady myself and roll my tongue across the head of his cock.
Fingers tangling in my hair, he tugs gently.
Sparks ignite and zap through me at the sensation, pulling a groan from deep within my chest.
“You like that, Princess?” He tugs again. “Like when I use you for my pleasure?”
“God, yes,” I mumble, my lips brushing his crown.
I lick up the underside of his length, then take him into my mouth again.
He thrusts gently, letting out a low groan. “Can I fuck your throat, sweetheart?” His words are smooth, his tone deep as he works himself in and out of my mouth.
My body hums with the promise of an orgasm. I never thought I’d enjoy pleasuring a man like this, but the sounds he makes spur me on and send heat pooling low in my belly. I’ve never craved anything the way I crave making Fisher lose control.
Everything he does is for the benefit of others. But me? I’m just for him. Those were his words. And I ache to please him. Ache to take care of him.
It’s empowering, knowing I’m the only person who can do that for him.
“Need you naked and my tongue on your pussy,” he says as he pulls back and releases me.
Bereft at the loss of him, I deflate. “Fisher.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m still going to use you. I’ll still fuck this pretty throat,” he says as he wraps his fingers around it and squeezes. The pressure is gentle at first, like he’s easing me into trying the things he desires. Only when I moan or preen for him does he push it a bit farther. First asking, then, once he’s got my permission, taking.
He may not know all my secrets, but he understands me. He’s discovered my tells, and he doesn’t do a thing until he knows I’m comfortable.
But with him, I’m not sure I could ever be uncomfortable. I’m safe with him. Always.
“But first I need you completely bare for me.” He meets my eyes, his hand still wrapped around my throat. “Can you do that?”
I nod, and he releases me. He takes a single step back, waiting for me to undress, never looking away. There’s nothing slow about the way I undress. I don’t make a show of it. No, I need him now. I toss my spandex to the floor, followed by my sports bra, and then I crawl back over to him.
“Flip over,” he says gruffly.
Once I’m flat on my back, he drops one knee to the bed near my head and presses a kiss to my lips. “I’m going to crawl down this perfect body, so spread your thighs, baby, and relax your throat.”
The way he talks me through everything is sexy as hell.
“Okay.” I arch up and steal one more kiss before willing myself to relax.
With a hand on the mattress at my hip, he drags his mouth across my breast, swirling his tongue around the stiff peak, nipping at it, sucking it into his mouth. Once he’s released it with a pop, he moves to the other side and repeats the movements. He eases his other knee to the bed so he’s straddling my head as he licks a path down my stomach. At the apex of my thighs, he presses warm, open-mouthed kisses and slips his arms beneath my ass, tugging my hips up. He brings that hot mouth of his to my clit and sucks, drawing a long moan from me.
