Page 37 of The Pushy Pixies Are Going Down
I yanked his pants and boxer briefs down and off, throwing them on the stairs below us. Then I continued my licking, mouthing, and nipping. I nibbled along his inner thigh until Ireached his balls, and I nuzzled in, taking in his musky scent.Mmmm.I sucked each ball into my mouth, and my own insides tingled with pleasure from the noise that came out of Miles’s mouth.
His little whimper was music to my ears, so I did it again, relishing in the sound before I licked a stripe up his cock. He groaned deeply, so I licked down the other side and nuzzled into him again.
As I licked up his cock again and swirled my tongue around the mushroom head, his fingers dug into my hair, pulling slightly. I smiled against him and swallowed him down in one go.
Miles shouted out his pleasure, and I sucked as I pulled off, then repeated the action, swallowing him down and slowly pulling off, swirling my tongue as I went. Then I sat back, making his hand drop away, and I looked at him.
His eyes were hooded, and he looked dazed and confused like he couldn’t understand why I’d stopped. I just… I needed to look at him, to take him in for one moment. He was sprawled out before me, his shirt tucked up under his chin, exposing the rest of his gorgeous body, a blush on his cheeks, and his brown eyes blinking up at me.
“You’re so beautiful, Miles,” I said quietly, then kissed his bare knee, making him shiver a little. I grinned.
Before he could respond, I swallowed him down again. His back arched off the steps before he tried to thrust his hips, but I grabbed onto him, holding him still while I worked him with my mouth.
His hand found its way back into my hair, his other on my shoulder, gripping tightly. I sucked and licked until he was a trembling mess, and just before I knew he was about to come in my mouth, I pulled off and gripped the base of his cock to stop him.
“Wh-what? Noooooo. What are—what are you doing? Wiiiiinnnn.” My name came out like a whine, and all I could do was take him in. His skin was flushed, even his chest, the part not covered by his shirt. His cheeks were rosy, his eyes glazed over as he moved his head back and forth on another whine. He looked like he was about to start kicking and screaming at me for making him wait.
I knew for a fact that he didn’t trust anyone else this much. He didn’t trust others in his home, let alone to touch him this way.
Yet he was trusting me.
My heart grew tight at that thought, wanting to protect and cherish, wanting to make him feel warm and gooey inside.
God, I really loved this man.
That was what that feeling inside my chest was.Love.
Holy shit, I was in love.
Before he could complain anymore, I quickly shucked my pants and boxer briefs off, letting them join his, discarded on the floor. He was just too beautiful like this, and rubbing myself on the steps wasn’t cutting it.
Miles whined again, so I leaned back down and swallowed him to the back of my throat again. He shouted, and I ate up every single sound he made. Each one pushed me closer to the edge.
The taste of his skin on my tongue, the scent of his arousal, the sounds of pleasure falling from his lips.
It was all almost too much.
I grabbed onto myself as I continued sucking and licking him, and I began to jerk myself off to the sounds and scent of everything… Miles.
His body tensed, and I knew he was about to come, so I sucked harder, making sure to swirl my tongue around his sensitive tip every time I moved up and down on his cock.
He tensed, and his cum hit my tongue, as his body quivered and he groaned low and loud.
I moaned as I swallowed down the salty flavor and sucked again.
He shouted my name, and I almost came just from that.
When I sucked him dry and licked him clean, he was a panting mess, looking at me from hooded eyes. I sat up, jerking myself as I took in Miles’s debauched form. He was so fucking gorgeous, and when he lifted his head to look at me, his brown eyes meeting my blue ones, that was all it took.
My orgasm rushed through me, little tingles of bliss shooting off every nerve ending as cum shot out and landed right on Miles’s belly.
He hummed, like he enjoyed the sight, and then he stared right at me, dipped his finger in my cum, and put it in his mouth, moaning in approval. That made me shoot more.
I gasped out, “Oh fuck, Miles.”
When I was finally rung dry, I slumped forward, landing with my head buried in his neck, my cum squished between us and making my shirt stick to his belly.
Miles ran his fingers through my hair, and after a few minutes of catching our breath, he said, “We never made it to the bedroom.”
