Page 133 of Torrid Passion
“I know.” Her disappointment is written all over her face.
“One night there and you now have a predilection for exhibitionism?”
“It was liberating,” she admits.
I’ll be damned.
“I was going to say, this isn’t Dark Compulsion, but it doesn’t mean we can’t make it kinky.”
Her beautiful big brown eyes light up. “Oooohhhh.”
“You’re way too excited for your own good.”
“You know,” she says coyly, “we did a lot of crazy things on Thursday night and last week, but there’s still something we haven’t done…”
“What is it?” I ask, my cock already twitching.
She places a hand against my chest and slides it down until she’s cupping my cock and I swear I see the lust flash in her eyes.
“I don’t know what it’s like to have you in my mouth,” she says, running her tongue across her lower lip.
I growl when she starts massaging my growing bulge.
“You want to suck my cock?” I ask, my voice hoarser than I expected.
“Very much so.” Her voice drops to a seductive tone and she bites at her lip.
“You think you can wrap your gorgeous lips around this?” I tilt my hips forward, grinding against her palm.
“Yes!”
“You… deep throat?”
“I––I’ve never done it, but I can try,” she says.
The brazen woman takes a step back to the insecure girl.
I clamp my hand over hers, gently pushing it away.
“Did I say something wrong?” she asks.
“You said you’ve been with two guys?”
She nods.
“You’ve sucked cock before?”
“Yes. With one of the guys I was with. It was just a few times. We weren’t together long. He was my first. He’s half your size and his girth is nothing like yours.”
“Did he ever hit the back of your throat?”
“No. Carter was a bit shy in and out of bed.”
“Okay,” I nod.
“I just killed the moment, didn’t I?” she averts her gaze.
“Hey, hey, hey,” I lift her chin up so I’m looking straight into her eyes. “You didn’t. We’re talking. I need to know how far I can push you. If I don’t ask it makes me a pretty pathetic lover and that’s not who I am.”
