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He shot me a grin. “Tastes about like mine. Um… I…”
“Ade?” I waited for him to meet my gaze before I continued. “I’m so excited about this, but I know it’s your first time. Giving a blow job can be a big deal, especially when you aren’t used to it. If it’s too much, I’ll understand.”
“Thank you. I want to do this for you so bad though. But I promise to let you know if it’s overwhelming.” He lowered his gaze to my cock, which immediately jerked.
I chuckled. “See? He’s excited too.”
“Me too. Here we go.” Looking a little uncertain, Ade lowered his head again, took the tip into his mouth, and sucked it.
“Shit!” I’d arched off the bed again, so close to coming that I dug my nails into my side to stop it.
He pulled off. “Am I doing it right?”
“What do you think? I was almost a one-suck puck.”
He laughed, and his shoulders relaxed. “That’s the weirdest saying I’ve ever heard. But seriously? Making you feel good is the most important thing to me.”
I combed my fingers through his hair. “You’ve already made me feel like a king. It won’t take me long to come, but I’ll warn you in case you want to pull off.”
He nodded. “Okay. Can I start?”
“Go for it. I’m so ready.”
He sucked the head back in and eased lower, inch by inch, until about half of me had disappeared into his mouth. His lips were soft, and the suction made my legs twitch. As my balls started tingling, I clenched the sheet and looked down.
Holy fucking shit.His cheeks were flushed, and he was working my cock like he’d been doing it forever. Sucking a dick was something he probably never imagined doing, but he was putting everything he had into it because he wanted to please me. My chest ached in the best way.
When he’d taken about two-thirds of me inside, he started moving with more confidence, bobbing his head and sucking like a pro. His tongue zigzagged along the underside of my shaft, and a loud, ragged groan broke out of me. He was so fucking good. It had taken me ages to figure out how to use my tongue like that.
“Jesus, Ade…” My voice cracked. “You sure you’ve never done this before?”
He chuckled around my cock, and the vibration made my toes curl. When he tried to take more, he gagged, sputtering as he pulled off. His sheepish look was cute with his watery eyes and shiny mouth. “Sorry,” he said. “Need a sec to breathe.”
“Did I hit your throat?”
He coughed and waved a hand. “Nah. Too much spit and swallowed wrong.”
I sat up on my elbows. “We don’t have to keep going if?—”
“No.” His low voice sent a thrill up my spine. “I love the way you feel in my mouth. Swear to God, I can taste how excited you are.”
He grinned again, lopsided and cocky, and fuck if I didn’t love him even more than I had. I was eager to get on with it because my dick was throbbing so hard it almost hurt, so I asked, “Ready for more then?”
“Fuck yeah.” He dove back down and took me in again.
This time, I couldn’t stay quiet, and sounds I didn’t recognize came out of me. Riles had a hand around the base of my cock, jerking me in time with the pull of his mouth.
“Yes!” I called out, suddenly transformed from the experienced one into a beggar. “Don’t fucking stop. Shit,pleasedon’t fucking stop.”
He glanced up and gave me an eye-smile, but there was nothing funny about this. Since I started having sex with guys in college, no one had ever blown me like this before.
“Suck it, babe. Just like that.” I gasped and panted while I tried not to fall apart too soon. “You’re my cock slut now. Best ever.”
He moaned, low and hungry, and I felt it in my spine.
“Goddamn,” I croaked. “You’re gonna make me come so fast. Gonna shoot so hard.”
He looked up again without pulling off, and our gazes locked as he kept working me. He was going slower now, teasing me. My body shook.
