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“I don’t want to mess this up,” I admit nervously.
“Poppy… You don’t have to be nervous with me. You’re so fucking perfect that I want to come just from your hand wrapped around me. I can come from just seeing you on your knees in front of me. I promise you, you can’t mess this up.”
I smile at that, and it turns me on even more that barely doing anythingturns him onthis much. Opening my mouth, I take him in as far as I can.
“Oh my god,” he draws out. “Yes, Poppy.”
I push a little deeper until I feel him in the back of my throat. A soft gag escapes me, but I don’t stop. As much as he’s enjoying this, I am too. The need to give this man pleasure is so intense right now. Pulling back, I let my tongue slide across the base.
“That’s it.”
I move quicker with every move out of his mouth, letting his words of reassurance tell me I’m doing this right, even if I don’t know if it is. My one hand still grips his shaft, moving up and down in sync with my mouth. From the small grunts coming out of him every few minutes, I know he likes this.
“You like it when I tell you how good you’re doing, don’t you?”
I nod, swirling my tongue around the tip while I pump his cock with my hand harder and faster.
“I can tell,” he pants, barely able to hold it together. “You’re taking me so well, Poppy. Do you feel how hard I am for you?”
I nod repeatedly, answering his question, as I take him completely into my mouth. This time, when he hits the back of my throat, I don’t gag. I close my eyes, feeling hungrier than ever to see him come for me. I feel soaked between my own legs at how good this feels–how hot this is.
Releasing my mouth from him, I work my hand from base to tip, looking up at him. “I like it when you watch me.”
He growls in response, taking his hand and placing it on the back of my head, tangling his fingers through my hair to hold me in place as I suck his cock.Yes, I want to say.
“You’re so perfect on your knees for me.” I squirm in response to the praise. “You’re so turned on by sucking my cock, aren’t you?” I nod. “Reach your hands into your leggings and show me just how turned on you really are.”
Holy shit.
He pulls out of my mouth, taking a step back and watching, waiting to see how turned on I am. I reach into my leggings, swiping my index finger through my pussy, and moan when I touch my throbbing clit. I’ve never gotten myself off, but there’ssomething about his eyes on me that makes me want to stay here, letting him watch me touch myself for the first time.
Taking my fingers out, I show him the wetness coating them. “Such a good girl.”
“Are you going to come?”
“Yeah, honey. I’m definitely going to come.”
I lick my lips, ready to see this man fall apart before me. I pump my hand up and down a few more times before taking him into my mouth again—lingering there for a moment, and that does it. His body tightens, and his abdominal muscles contract.
“Poppy,” he warns. “I’m going to come. If you don’t want it down the back of your throat, I would stop now.”
Truthfully, I don’t know what I want.
All I know is I want to see him come undone for me.
I suck him harder, not releasing my mouth, and within seconds, he grunts, cursing under his breath as he comes down the back of my throat. The feeling is so intense, almost like an out-of-body experience. I have never felt so sexy and alive before, and it has everything to do with this man.
“Are you going to swallow for me, Poppy?”
I sit back on my heels, looking up at him with glassy eyes, and swallow everything he just gave me.
“Fuck,” he says, barely above a whisper. He leans down, lifting me off the ground to stand in front of him. His pants are around his ankles, and he presses me into him, wrapping his arms tightly around my body before kissing me.
“That was really hot.” I giggle against his chest when we pull away.
“That was the hottest blow job I’ve ever had.”
My head wants to tell me he’s lying. My thoughts want to throw up a red flag that he’s just saying that in a post orgasmic haze. But there isn’t a part of Dallas that’s lying. I know that–I feel that.
