Page 23 of Note to Self
When the warm of his breath brushes over my cock, my heart skips a beat, and a soft sigh escapes.
“Beautiful,” he whispers and places a soft kiss on the tip.
His dick is a work of art, long, thick, heavy veins pulsing under my gaze. The tip darkens, and a bead of precum leaks from the slit. He smells of sunshine and musk. The heady scent of man makes my mouth water. I kiss the tip. The precum slicks my lips, and I lick it off. God, I want more of that.
It feels like years since I had a willing dick in front of me. According to Marc, oral sex was messy, a waste of time when he could just be fucking me. Merlin is nothing like that, judging by the way his breath hitches when my lips touch him. I look up at him. His eyes are hooded, and his lip is between his teeth. He wants this as much as I do.
Still watching him, I slowly lick, swirling my tongue lazily around the crown, then take it into my mouth with the slightest pressure suck. A flick of his hip has his length slipping deeper inside. I get to work on making his eyes roll back in his head.
By relaxing my tongue, I can take him deeper into my throat. My gag reflex protests a little. It’s been a while since I deepthroated anyone, and Merlin doesn’t have the smallest of dicks. I get a rhythm going, and it doesn’t take long before his hands are in my hair and he’s fucking into my mouth like a champ. As I grab his balls, they tighten against my chin, tuggingthem away from his body. Merlin curses, and I smile around his length and release my grip slightly.
“Fuck, Trent, I can’t hold on much longer.” It sounds like he’s talking through gritted teeth. I want to edge him for a little longer. As I swirl my tongue around his shaft, I look back at him. His red face, his bottom lip indented, tortured by his teeth clamping down on it.
I’ve never felt so free, so powerful. That this amazing man is begging me for release rather than just taking what he wants. I loosen the pressure from my hand, and instantly his balls go tight, high and hard in his body as they pump his cum down his shaft and into my mouth. The expected usual bitter taste isn’t there. Instead, I gulp down the sweet saltiness and lick his length to capture the remnants.
Merlin pulls away and yanks me up in his strong arms until we’re face to face. He tangles his hands in my hair and presses his mouth firmly against mine. I moan into his mouth as he licks inside, sweeping his tongue across every surface, chasing the taste of himself. I don’t ever want this kiss to finish, but slowly we break apart. His breath is soft and warm against my wet lips. “You’re astonishing.”
I duck my head, but he tightens his hands in my hair, forcing me to look at him. “Trent, I mean it. You are amazing. That was the best fucking blow job I’ve ever had. Christ, I thought I was going to black out. Now it’s your turn.” He winks, reaching for my hips.
I grin at him, feeling more confident. “You don’t have to. I didn’t do it for that.”
“Oh, honey, I know I don’t have to. But I want to.” His smirk is downright dirty, his eyes wicked, and his hands on my arse greedy.
Without seeming to exert any effort, Merlin flips me onto the bed. He pops the button of my jeans, pulls on the zip, andyanks them down my legs. My briefs go with them, leaving me naked from the waist down. That’s not good enough, so I tug my T-shirt up and over my head.
His gaze roams over me from top to bottom. He scrutinises every inch of me. I’ve never been uncomfortable with my body. I keep fit. I have a flat stomach, toned arms and legs, but I’m not ripped with muscles or showing off a chiselled six-pack. He kneels over my calves, gliding his hands slowly up my legs. He rakes his fingers through the hairs on my thighs, travelling up until his thumbs reach my groin.
“So smooth.” He says it so softly I don’t think he’s talking to me. By the look of pleasure on his face, he likes what he sees. He lifts his thumbs to nudge my nuts. Goosebumps erupt over my skin, and my sac tightens as he strokes over the balls.
With my eyes shut, I thrash my head on the pillow as he gives me more attention, more pleasure than I’ve had in a long time. As the wet touch of his tongue slowly slides over my balls and up the base of my cock, a gasp breaks free.
“Look at me,” Merlin says. The warmth of his breath chills on the dampness his tongue left behind. No longer wanting to miss the show, I prop myself up on my elbows and look down my torso to him between my parted legs. When did I do that? “Good boy.”
His words resonate in my head like the clang of a bell or a key in a heavy lock. “Good boy.” I like that. Is it the praise or the wordboy? I’ve never been called that, but to be good over and over again for him makes me glow. A warmth spreads in my chest I’ve never had before.
He’s smiling smugly. He picked up on my what—epiphany? No, that’s too dramatic, but by the way he’s now looking at me, I think he likes it too.
With a wink, he licks up my length, swirling his tongue around the crown like a lollipop, then sealing his lip aroundthe head and sucking firmly. His tongue presses down on my frenulum. I can’t tear my eyes away from him. His eyes are heavy with lust and just as fixated on me.
“This is going to be embarrassingly quick,” I say as he slides up and down my length. I flop back as my back arches and my balls erupt, pouring my load into his mouth and down his throat. My heart hammers hard enough for me to feel the pulse in my ears. My chest heaves as I pull oxygen into my lungs.
Merlin licks my softening cock and moves up my body, peppering my stomach and chest with kisses until he hovers over me. He smiles. “God, you’re incredible.”
I huff out a low laugh. “Is the rest of the sentence ‘at coming so fast?’ I’m sorry.”
“I’m going to take it as a compliment.” He grins, his eyes sparkling with humour and happiness, and moves to lie on his side facing me. “This isn’t how I expected today to go.”
“Too much?” I turn to him. He is so fucking handsome and so out of my league, but I’m going to take what he gives me. I may not be here in September.
“No, it’s…it’s kind of perfect, actually.” Merlin’s cheeks pink up, and I chuckle.
“I didn’t think you’d be someone who blushes.” I lean closer to kiss him. “So, what do you want to do now?” The twilight sky is creeping through the window. “It’s getting pretty late.”
Merlin looks out the window too. “I hadn’t realised the time. It’s been a full-on day. Can we hang out a little longer?”
“Really? You don’t want to go home.” Does he want to stay? Is this his way of asking to spend the night here? He’s had more wine than he should if he’s going to drive. I’m not happy with him having to walk home. He lives on the other side of town.
“Um, no, not really. I’m having a great night, Trent. An incredible night. Do you want me to go?” Disappointment is written all over his strong face. Am I this lucky? A man as breathtaking as Merlin wants to stay. A tiny voice in my head tells me to stop doubting myself,
