Page 54 of Pucking Tangled
Luca looked up at the ceiling and blew out a breath.Please don’t let this be over before we even get started.
He swallowed hard when Mia traced a path from his neck down to his waist and grabbed hold of his belt buckle.
“Tell me if I’m going too fast,” she warned.
“Never,” he gasped and tried recalling hockey stats to calm himself.
The sound of his belt coming undone and his zipper sliding down echoed in the silence around them.
“Luca, I’m going to touch you now.”
“Isn’t that what you were just doing?” he teased.
“I meant more like this.” Mia cupped him over the fabric of his boxers, and he whimpered.
“Oh fuck, Mia.” His balls tightened, and he squeezed his eyes closed. “Mia,” he whispered her name again in a plea.
Goddamnit, he could not come right now. He needed to hold on. Christ, it wasn’t like he never jerked off. He should be able to handle a little heavy petting.
“It’s okay, Luca. Let go. We’ve got all night.”
Luca snapped and took two steps back. “Fuck that, Mia. I’m not blowing my load yet.” He kicked off his pants and his boxers. “Not until I feel your bare skin on every inch of my body. Take the rest of your clothes off for me. Please.”
Mia licked her lips and stripped out of her shorts, letting the denim fall to the floor while Luca watched.
She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. “Should I take these off, too?” She looked at him with a playful smile.
“And the bra, Mia.” His words came out grittier than he anticipated.
Mia pushed her matching teal panties down, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, teasing Luca with more of a show before the straps slid down her arms and landed in a pile with everything else.
“Jesus Christ, Mia. You’re so fucking beautiful.” Luca stepped into her space. His cock dripped with pre-cum as he cupped her breasts and ran his thumbs over her nipples. “So. Fucking. Beautiful.” He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue around her tightened peak.
Mia blushed and threw her head back with a sigh as she held his head in place.
Luca hummed. “You like that?”
“Yes,” she hissed before reaching for his hand and guiding it between her legs.
“Mia.” His voice shook. “You’re soaked.”
“That’s all for you, Luca,” she told him, wrapping her free hand around his cock. “Tell me something. Have you ever had a blow job before?”
Luca shook his head, fumbling over his words. “N…n…no.”
“That changes tonight.”
He watched with hooded eyes while Mia sank to her knees in front of him. His entire body quivered as she stuck out her tongue and licked him root to tip.
“Oh, fuck. Mia…I…I’m not sure…” It was on the tip of his tongue to warn her that he wasn’t sure he’d last long if she wrapped her lips around him, but she interrupted, seeming to read his mind.
“It’s okay. We’ve got all night. I promise it’ll get better every time.”
She took him to the back of her throat. His fingers tangled in her hair and he tried…dear God did he try…not to fuck her face and hold out as long as he could. It was futile, though. It didn’t take long at all for his first orgasm to rock through his body. He damn near cried out as he spilled onto her tongue, filling her mouth with his cum. He was pretty sure his soul left his body when she swallowed every drop, then licked him clean.
Mia looked up at him with a satisfied smile on her face and took his outstretched hand as she rose to her feet.
He brushed her hair back and cupped her face. “Jesus, Mia. That was amazing.”
