Page 174 of Invisible Bars
“I want to. I just?—”
“You never done this before,” I finished for her.
She shook her headno.
A tic jerked her head to the side, and she blurted, “Swallow game strong like holy communion—shit!”
My dick twitched at the sound of her outburst.
Naji’s tics didn’t turn me off; they never did. If anything, they made her realer than every damn woman I ever touched.
I smirked. “Is that so?” I reached out and gripped her chin, tilting her face up to mine. “Look at me, Naji.”
Her eyes met mine.
“You ain’t gotta be perfect; you just gotta be mine while you do it. As you can see, I’m long,” I said bluntly, stroking myself once, slowly. “Thick too. You don’t gotta take all of me… not yet. Just take what youcan. Spit is your friend. Keep your hand moving on what your mouth can’t hold. Got it?”
She nodded again.
“Words.”
“Y-Yes, I got it.”
“Good girl. Now open your mouth.”
Her eyes fluttered, but she obeyed.
Slow. Nervous. Curious.
I stroked myself once, twice, then guided the tip to her lips.
“Start with the tip. Suck it soft. Let your tongue swirl over it like you’re tasting something sweet. Don’t rush,” I instructed gently.
Naji’s breath was shaky as she took me in, just the head.
Soft lips. Wet tongue.
“Yeah,” I groaned low and slightly tilted my head back. “Wrap them pretty lips around it… tight. Shit! Just like that. Go slow… real slow.”
She did.
I watched her jaw stretch, unsure at first—her rhythm was clumsy, but damn, the effort? It made me crazy. Naji bobbed her head shallowly, and I let out a ragged breath. Her inexperience made it sexier. I loved that I was the first.
I loved that she trusted me.
Naji pulled back slightly, adjusting, then did it again. Her eyes flicked up at me, unsure. Her hand stroked the base like I told her.
“Keep your mouth open a little wider. Relax your jaw.”
She adjusted. Tried. Gagged. Pulled back.
“Shit, I?—”
“Stop,” I growled, grabbing a fistful of her curls—not yanking, just holding. “Look at me.”
Naji looked up with watery eyes and flushed cheeks.
“You’re doing good. Just stroke what you can’t fit in your mouth. Twist it too.”
