LILA
My choice had been made. I wanted Hawk. Not just because he was an incredible symbol of my new wild and free life. I'd always craved true physical desire, but for years I didn't know if it would be possible.
As he set me down beside his bed, I unbuttoned my top. Hawk grinned, nodded, then pulled off his t-shirt.
I completely blanked as I stared at that incredible body. It was a work of art and a sinful display of pure lust all at once.
Hawk helped me by slipping off my shirt, then unhooking my bra. As he unfastened my skirt and pulled it off, I realized that I didn't want him to see me as a nervous, innocent girl. If I was going to be in touch with my sexuality, I had to own it.
"I want to see you naked," I said, though my voice wavered.
That handsome grin made my belly flutter. When his jeans and shorts hit the floor, a strange squeak emanated from my throat. It was huge. Incredibly hard. And pointing straight at me. As a single bead of pre-come slid across the tip, I realized my mouth was hanging open.
"You better close those sexy lips before a naughty man like me gets ideas," he said with a low chuckle.
I sat on the edge of his low bed and leaned forward, which brought my mouth to the perfect height. He stepped closer as I reached for his cock, wrapping my hands around the base. Looking up at him, I grinned, then opened wide.
Hawk leaned forward as I slowly dragged my tongue across the thick round head. Running my hands along the length, I noticed it was a strange texture. The skin itself was velvety soft, but underneath it was stiff and almost pulsing. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.
Then I saw the look in his eyes, making me dizzy with lust. Hawk was infatuated with me. I could see that clear as day. Those expressive eyes burned into mine as his hand grazed the back of my hair.
Trying to think of what I'd read in the odd smutty bit of erotica I'd stumbled across, I moved my hands up and down the shaft while taking as much of him into my mouth as I could.
His stomach and thighs tightened. "That feels so good, baby."
When I murmured in agreement, he shuddered. Could he feel the vibrations? I tried humming gently for a moment, looking up to see his eyes positively blazing. My lips were stretched too wide to grin, yet I wondered if he could see it in my eyes.
Sucking, licking, and humming, I could feel his cock swell even more as his breathing became harsh and uneven. This sensation was so intimate. It felt like we were connecting on a much deeper level.
I was already in love with Hawk. Could he tell?
There was no way to know if he felt the same for me yet, but there was definitely something there.
For the very first time, I knew that a man wanted me for me, and not for a connection to my family. That knowledge was refreshing. I worked my hands and lips faster.
"Baby," he growled, gripping the back of my hair as he thrust carefully down my throat, "Tell me quickly if you don’t want to swallow. Otherwise—"
I nodded as much as I could. Having his attention completely fixated on me made me feel bonded to him. I wanted us to be as close as possible.
Moaning around his length, I sucked harder, massaging his slippery skin as I felt him throb in my mouth. Then he made a choked noise like a frantic growl, his movement slowing as his cock surged and pulses of warm liquid gushed down my throat. I managed to swallow several times, continuing my motions until he pulled his length from my lips.
Hawk's mouth hung open, then he breathed, "Lila, you're incredible."
He collapsed on the bed, pulling me with him and holding me so tight that for a few glorious seconds, I truly believed that he never wanted to let me go.