Page 68 of Up In Flames
Unable to hold off any longer, and choosing to trust him, I shoot my load straight into his mouth as soon as his lips land back on my cock. It’s a much higher volume than I thought it’d be, and he can’t keep it all in. Watching my cum spill from the corners of his mouth while his lips are still wrapped around me is one hell of an aphrodisiac. My dick fuckinghurtsas bloodrushes back into it while it simultaneously tries to deflate after that orgasm.
I slide out of Knox’s mouth and pull him to me, eager to taste myself on his tongue.
He turns away from me, offering me his cheek.
“I should brush my teeth or something, first, right?” he asks shyly.
I grip his entire jaw, jerking his face toward me. “Who the fuck told youthat? It’smycum. Why is it less weird for it to be inyourmouth than mine?” I ask.
His cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink above his facial hair. “Guess I never really thought about it that way. Karen wouldn’t let me kiss her after…” he trails off, not wanting to say the rest. Which I greatly appreciate because the last thing I want to picture is my man’s face between some cunt’s legs.
Whoa.
Myman? We haven’t been doing this long enough for him to bemyman.
“How are you feeling?” he asks, changing the subject as if he registers the sudden change in my energy. The cloud of lust that had been floating around me is now replaced with nerves and tension. Knox asks me this a lot, and I don’t think he’s simply inquiring after my physical health anymore.
I kiss him deeply before answering. Once I’m satisfied that he understands I love how I taste on his lips, I pull back and respond.
“Like I could sleep for a year. How about you?”
I feel a little guilty not divulging the whole truth of what’s going on in my head, but my freak-out certainly won’t help anything.
“I’m good,” he says quickly, then starts again. “I…that…well, it felt okay, but I think it has more to do with the fact that you’reyouand less to do with the fact that you’re a man.”
I can’t hide my smile as my guilt from a moment ago subsides. “Ah, now you’re catching on.”
He quirks a brow at me, clearly wondering what he’s catching onto.It isn’t until Knox is tucked into my side, his erection poking me in the hip, that I notice he’s rock hard. I can’t leave him like that. Nor do I want to. If giving head turns him on, I want to do whatever it takes to encourage him to do it often. Like returning the favor of an orgasm.
“I’ll explain when we’re done. Where’s your lube?”
His cheeks flame bright red as he nods toward the nightstand at my side of the bed.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, Knox. It’d be weirder if youdidn’thave lube.”
“I don’t use it often,” he says, still clearly uneasy as he justifies his lube ownership.
“Well, next time you do, and I’m not here, take a video and send it to me, okay? I want to watch.”
His eyes grow as wide as saucers. He tries to turn his face away from me, but the shock of my firm grip landing on his cock brings his face back to mine as he hisses through clenched teeth.
I swear his eyes roll back in his head as I move my hand up and down his shaft, testing pressures and speeds through the material of his boxers.
“While I’m pouring lube in my hand, I want you to take these boxers off, and I don’t want to see them on again unless we’re leaving this house…and maybe not even then. Got it?” I sass.
Knox tries to act annoyed, but he must understand that the return of my attitude means I’m finally feeling better, and I watch as he fights his smile. Feeling playful, he says, “That’s an awfully big demand coming from someone I could easily bend over my knee.”
“You could try,” I wink, knowing I’d have him on his stomach tapping out before he knew what hit him.
When I return to his side, Knox’s boxers are on the floor, and I begin by repeating the same movement from a second ago. I’m only at it for a minute or two before my greedy cock demands attention again. Deciding to kill two birds with one stone, I move to straddle Knox’s thighs. Afraid it might be too much movement just yet, I’m pleased to discover I’m not dizzy…well, either that, or I’m too horny for my body to notice.
From my perch, I watch Knox’s cock twitch with anticipation against his stomach.
God, I want to sit on that thing so bad.I keep the thought to myself, proud of Knox for getting comfortable with kissing, cuddling, and blowjobs. That’s a lot of firsts in a very short period of time.
And I’m about to add one more.
Knowing he’ll stop me if he’s not ready, I lift his cock and place it against my own while simultaneously pushing my hips forward to ride his lap.
