Page 62 of Taking Care of You
Moving his mouth from mine, Ethan kisses to my ear, licking the shell of it and taking the lobe into his mouth. I arch up into him, moaning louder than I intend to. I’ve never felt anything this good. He grinds against me, our dicks rubbing again, and I curse softly, scratching my nails lightly across Ethan’s back.
He comes back to my mouth and we kiss and kiss and kiss some more. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of his mouth.
We break the kiss long enough for me to rip my shirt over my head so it can join Ethan’s.
When he sits back on his heels to look at me, I move my hands to try to cover myself. He stops me, grabbing my hands and says, “You don’t have to hide from me. I love looking at you.” I hesitantly drop my hands and he takes me in. “You’re beautiful, creep.”
Dropping back down, he kisses my neck, biting and sucking at me gently. I can’t stop my moans and groans or stop squirming under him. His lips and tongue hit every spot that makes me shiver.
Making his way down my body, Ethan sucks at my nipples. I gasp and shudder almost violently. He laughs at my reaction, but I’m not even ashamed.
He raises to sit on his heels again, hooking his thumbs in my pants. Before he pulls them down, he looks at me questioningly. I nod eagerly, hoping he’ll give me another hand job. Ethan smiles, then drags my pants down and tosses them to the floor.
When he grabs my dick, I groan low in my throat, thrusting into his hand. I close my eyes and throw my head back, biting my lip to try to keep some of the shameful noises in.
Keeping one hand on my dick, Ethan claims my mouth in a bruising kiss. I can barely keep up because it’s all too much. The pleasure he’s giving me with his tongue and his hand has me close to exploding.
Ethan kisses back down my body, biting at my flesh. When he gets close to my dick, I wiggle and say, “Wait…wait.”
“Why?”
I don’t answer him. I can’t. Not only because his hand around my dick feels good, but because the thought of Ethan sucking my dick is going to make me come ridiculously fast.
When I don’t answer, he goes back to kissing my stomach, down to my base. “Wait…” I grit out again. “You don’t have to.”
“I know. I want to.” Ethan looks me in the eyes and says, “Do you really want me to stop?”
I slowly shake my head no.
Without another word, he takes most of my shaft into his mouth. My back bows off the bed, shoving in another inch, making him gag.
“Shit. I’m sorry,” I pant.
He grins at me. “Hold still. I’m not sure if I’ll do it right, so…let me know how it is?”
He sounds really unsure and I want to tell him that no matter what he does, I’ll love it because it’s him. But words are hard and my dick is leaking, so I simply nod.
Taking his time this go round, Ethan slides his mouth slowly down my length, lapping at the underside gently.
“Yesss,” I grit out, loving how warm and wet his mouth feels. My first blowjob and it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life. The hand that’s on the base of my cock is now moving along my shaft, spreading the wetness of his spit over me.
I know he told me to be still, but I can’t help it. I thrust shallowly into his mouth, my hips moving of their own accord. Ethan hums around me, causing a vibration to roll through the head of my dick and down to my balls.
“Oh, fuck. Ethan. I’m close. You have…have to move,” I warn him, not wanting to blow my load in his mouth.
He pulls back and jerks my dick in sure strokes. On a loud moan, I come hard, the ropes of come landing on my chest and belly.
My body feels light and floaty, how I imagine being drunk would be.
I got my first blowjob from Ethan King.
His fingers rub along my chest, and I open my eyes to see him collecting some of my release and using it for lube. His hand moves quickly over his shaft, his eyes locked on my softening cock and where my cum is cooling on my chest. When he locks eyes with me, he moves up my body and plunders my mouth roughly while he tugs on his cock in quick, firm strokes.
After a few more tugs, he gasps, and I feel his warm cum on my stomach.
I arch into him, wanting to feel him on me, his weight crushing me, mixing our releases together.
He lowers himself, his mouth moving languidly over mine. I wrap my legs around him, holding him close.
