Page 134 of Torrid Passion
“Okay.”
“We’ll take it nice and slow?”
“We don’t have to. I want to do it the way you like.”
“I like it rough,” I tell her.
“I’m okay with that.”
She has no idea.
Bless her for wanting to try.
Women with a lot more experience struggle to wrap their lips around me. I don’t want to hurt her or turn her off. This has to be enjoyable for both of us.
“Baby, I’m a lot to take in.”
“You said the same thing last week and I managed. Ditto two days ago.”
“It’s going to feel different in your mouth.”
“It isn’t fair if you get me off with your mouth, but I don’t,” she argues.
I consider her for a few short beats.
She has me entangled something bad.
“You want me to ruin your pretty little mouth with my cock?”
“Yes,” she breathes up at me.
“You want to choke on my meat?”
“Yes.”
“You want me to shoot my load deep inside your mouth and mark you with my cum?”
“Yes,” she hisses.
“You’re going to swallow every last drop of my hot cum, my little slut?”
“Yes.” We were on the same page, but she had to step it up, “I really want you to be the first man I swallow down my throat.”
Fuck me.
“You’re perfect, gorgeous,” I praise, running the back of my hand along her face. “You’re okay if we make it a little kinky?”
“How kinky?”
“What would you say to having your hands tied behind your back?”
She knits her eyebrows together.
“How am I supposed to give you a BJ if I can’t use my hands?”
“I’d be in total control of that.”
I wait for her reaction.
