Page 56 of Reflex
Her naughty little hand had found its way around his cock again, and boy did it feel good.
“Whereabouts would you like to paint your come first?”she asked, faking coyness.
Her skirt remained raised.The fiery strands covering her mons were still visible.She smiled seeing the focus of his gaze.Spook squeezed his eyes tight shut, but she was there, perfectly rendered on the inside of his eyelids.He snapped them open again.“Get on your knees on the sofa.”
One of the things he most liked about Allegra Hutton was that even though she did exactly as he instructed, there wasn’t anything meekly obedient about her.She did as he asked because she wanted to, just like she looked up at him because angling her gaze down never occurred to her.That was good.Submission, as it was usually depicted, wasn’t really his thing.In any case, only an idiot wouldn’t get a kick out of being stared at like that.It did the world of good for a man’s ego.
Spook grasped the base of his cock, and guided it towards her wetted lips.His free hand settled around the back of her neck.“I hope you weren’t lying to me, when you suggested I bring it on.”
Her tongue flicked out and tasted the bead of precome beaded on the top of his cock.“I want this.I want you.”
Wasn’t that the scary truth?
“If you need to stop this, then you dig your nails hard in my thigh.Got it?Hard enough so that you’re absolutely certain I can feel it, Alle.”
“Spook?”
Dammit, she was nervous.He could see the fluttery panic in her.Hear it infecting her voice.
“I trust you.”
Oh, dear God, he was done for.
“Then open wide, because where I intend to come is right down your throat.”
Yes, she nodded vigorously, until he stopped that by tugging on the bright strands of her hair.
They’d done this before—sort of.It wasn’t a major step.Okay, that had been nine months ago, and it had been a typical blowjob.And he’d been gentle.
Had he been gentle?
He was in no mood to be gentle tonight.It was as Xane said.He didn’t simply want to come in her mouth.He wanted to feel her throat rippling around his dick, and the urge to push all the way down right at once was bloody strong.Allegra wasn’t Xane though.She probably couldn’t breathe through her ears, and didn’t know how to cope without choking on it.Instead, he let her suck for a moment, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head, while he kept his strokes sufficiently shallow there was space for her to wrap her hand around the remainder of his shaft not in her mouth.That sort of tender pressure didn’t satisfy him for long.She was temptation incarnate.
“Put your hands on my thighs.”
Alle hesitated.Then did as asked.Spook let her adjust to the new position while he basked in the heady sensation of her hot, wet mouth around him, and then he pushed deeper.He had her at the right height.The right angle, but she had no idea how to do this.He felt her resistance at once, and pulled free of her mouth.
“I’m fine,” she insisted.“Aren’t you?”
“You need to relax your throat, try to breathe through your nose.”
“Okay,” she agreed.
Determined.He liked that.
He pushed in again, so that his cock was just touching the back of her tongue.Yeah.He felt her swallow, and his cock further swelled.
Spook tightened his hold on her hair, and used that grip to guide her.Not too deep, not too shallow.He’d raised her up so that his cock would slide into the bend of her throat, rather than automatically hitting the back of her mouth.Fuck it!He needed to feel it, even if it was just once.Maybe she’d prove to be one of the thirty-seven per cent or whatever it was who didn’t have an irritating gag reflex.
Heaven, at least for one goddamn moment.Two actually.That’s how many times she managed to take it and swallow around him before her body protested and tears welled in her eyes.Her nails scored his thigh.
Spook released his grip.
“I’m so sorry, I can’t.I want to.”
“It’s okay.It takes practice.”He bent and tasted himself on her lips.It left his cock nestled up against the soft swell of her breasts.“Take your dress off.”
“You want me naked?”Again, he saw her gaze flick towards the door.
