Page 28 of Sweet Punk
I don’t know how she blushes when her cheeks are already pink, but she does. “No.”
I slide the pad of my thumb over my lip. “I’d eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. All my fuckin’ snacks in between, too. You’re better than Twizzlers.”
A naughty look slides over her features. “What if I said I wanted to taste you, too? Would that be okay?”
A pained groan rips up from my chest, surprising both of us.
“It’s okay if it’s not.” Her brow furrows.
“That’s not it. I’m so fuckin’ hard. Watching you like that”—I scrub one hand through my hair—“was insane. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.” I shift, glancing over my shoulder at my sketches. “I was drawing so fucking fast—I wanted to capture and remember every detail of the way you looked.”
Star stands up directly in front of me. “Tell me if I do anything you don’t like.” She begins to lower to her knees.
“Wait.” My breath heaves out. “Let me turn back around.” I shift on the seat, facing my easel again. I tug her in front of me.
“Are you going to draw—?” Her lips twitch.
“I don’t know. Maybe.” I’m so fucking worked up about where I know this is going, it’ll be a miracle if I don’t immediately nut and embarrass the hell out of myself.
She gets on her knees in front of me, and I shuffle my legs open a bit wider to accommodate her. “Um.” She slowly runs a hand over my erection. “Is this a jumbo marker, or are you happy to see me?”
I don’t know how I keep my cool, but I lean to the side, dig into my pocket, and whip out my ever-present marker. “Funny, it’s actually a Magnum Sharpie. You might want to keep checking for something else in my pants, though.”
Star huffs out a laugh as her hands go for the button of my jeans, flicking it open and pulling down the zipper. I moan in relief as the pressure on my dick is partially released, then lift my ass and shove the jeans down along with my boxer briefs. My cock springs forth like it’s been anxiously waiting for this moment. My breathing is ragged already, and she hasn’t touched me yet. But damn, she’s looking. And because she is, it feels like all the blood in my body is pulsing right there in my dick.
“Definitely way bigger than any Sharpie I’ve ever seen.” With a twist of her lips, Star grasps the base of my cock in one of her hands before slowly leaning in and flicking out her tongue to catch a bead of pre-cum glistening on the tip.
I shudder with pleasure as her velvety soft lips envelop me, and she sucks gently on the crown of my cock. Her mouth is insanely wet, and I begin to think I might die right here. “Fuuuck.” I huff out a breath, and she smiles around my dick before sliding me slowly into her mouth. Inch by inch, she takes me in. I’m not stupid—I know I’m not a small guy. But fuck, the way she’s swallowing my length is impressive.
Working me with her hand and mouth, I know it won’t be long before I blow. I mean, the last time I got head was more than two years ago. It’s been me and my hand ever since. Tammy couldn’t handle my issues. Didn’t understand why I wouldn’t take my shirt off, why I wouldn’t let her touch me in return in all the ways she wanted to. She got angry with me the last time we were together because I told her to stop what she was doing. I’d almost had a panic attack right there in her fuckin’ pink princess bedroom because she simply didn’t get it. I didn’t have my tattoos yet. And there was no way in hell I was taking off my shirt in front of her. And maybe that wasn’t her fault. I don’t know. But seventeen-year-old me wasn’t anywhere near capable of explaining my hang-ups and definitely not able to voice why they existed in the first place.
So, the feel of Star’s warm, wet mouth sliding up and down my cock is very welcome, and fuck, she knows what she’s doing. “Your mouth, Star. Fuck.”
She peeks up at me from under her lashes. I can see the hint of a smile on her lips, even though her mouth is full of my dick.Holy shit.My body is giving all sorts of involuntary twitches, and I can’t help but thrust forward into her mouth as she licks and sucks me. I’m wound so fucking tight, I could come at any moment. Jolt after jolt of insane pleasure streaks down my spine, making me hard beyond belief.
With a wet pop, Star comes off my dick, her lips pink and swollen. “Were you going to draw? I want to see what happens.” The light of mischief in her eyes makes me want to give it a try.
My voice rough, I rasp, “I have a feeling this isn’t going to go very well, but I’ll try.” She waits until I pick up the pencil and flip to a clean sheet of paper.
She bites her lip as she strokes her hand up and down my shaft, waiting for me to begin.
My throat bobs with a hard swallow.Fuck.Her mouth isn’t even back on me yet, but I can’t concentrate enough to do shit, so I hold the pencil to the paper and let my every jerk and tremor appear. She lowers her mouth over my cock once more, flicking her tongue along the underside. I flick the damn pencil across the paper in a matching motion. She moans around me, and dazed, my arm lowers, dragging the pencil along with it. I look down at her and thread my fingers through the hair at the nape of her neck, relishing in the sensation of her head bobbing to take me deep into her hot, wet mouth.
When I hit the back of her throat three times in a row, I clutch the pencil so hard it snaps in my hand. She smirks around me as it drops to the floor with a minor clatter. I can’t help myself, I’m too engrossed in everything she’s doing to me. I grip her head with both hands now, glad to be able to concentrate fully on her. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. I was never going to be able to draw jack shit. Not when her mouth is on me. Not with the little sounds she’s making as she sucks me, filling my ears like they’re playing on a stereo at full volume. Groaning at the overwhelming need to come, I try to control the thrust of my hips, but only have a modicum of success.
Star pauses to look up at me, her eyes watering at the corners, and I swear I’ve never seen anything that I liked so much as the image of my dick in this girl’s mouth. My lips part as I feel my orgasm barreling toward me, and I plunge deep into her mouth. And she takes it, eagerly. Over and over.
I have a sudden flash of what it would be like to have my dick pounding into her tight, slick pussy and heat roars through me, sending my heart pounding into overdrive. Making unintelligible sounds, I give myself over to the sheer bliss of what Star is doing to me. My balls pull up, and cum rockets down the length of me, spurting into her waiting mouth. My dick pulses hard, my head dizzy with the explosive nature of the orgasm.
Star swallows, looking up at me through dazed, glassy eyes. I haven’t come so hard in, well… ever. She releases my cock from her mouth, and I cup her cheek, staring at her in wonder. After a moment, I groan, seeing my cum at the corner of her mouth. I have a bizarre need to nudge it back into her mouth, so I do with my thumb.
Her hands move to rest on my thighs, and she gazes up into my eyes. I bend at the waist, pressing my lips to hers before my tongue swipes over her lip. She hums, opening her mouth for me. And I lick right inside, uncaring that she just swallowed. If it’s good enough for her, it’s good enough for me. I groan at the taste of me on her tongue. I savor this moment of intimacy between us.
How much will she be able to handle? Will she understand? Or will she gradually lose interest like Tammy did if I can’t be what she wants me to be? It makes my chest throb and ache to think I may never be able to give Star everything. I close my eyes against the idea that my past might tear her away from me.
But then she laughs, and my eyes fly open. And I see why. She’s twisted around so she can see what I put on paper while she was sucking my dick. I can’t help but laugh, too. “Sorry. That wasn’t nearly as good as when I was watching you. I wasn’t able to concentrate on anything, not even on an idea of what I wanted to draw. It was all I could do to hold the pencil in the general direction of the paper.”
I get up from the chair—which I will never look at the same way again either—and yank my pants back up, tucking my dick inside.
