Page 49 of The Gambler

How to do this? Tell him she wanted to go all the way? Perhaps she should just keep it casual and sexy.

“So, I’ve been reading up on gay romance, and—”

Luca made a choking sound. “You’ve been what?”

Okay, obviously casual and sexy wasn’t her thing. She was more of the type to blurt things out.

Her fingers trailed over his tight stomach. “I want to reciprocate. Do to you what you did to me. Give you pleasure.”

“Aha. And so, you’ve been, um… doing research?”

She frowned. “Of course. How else would I know what to do? Since practice didn’t exactly make perfect, I’ve decided to hit the books.”

“Gay romance books?”

“Yes. Steamy gay romance written by a male author, to be more specific. If anyone knows how to write a sex scene from a male point of view, it should be him, right? I mean, no woman alive can know how a man feels pleasure like a man.”

He cupped her cheek. “You know, every time I think that there’s nothing else you can say or do to surprise me, you prove me wrong. You, Tess Gibson, are like an onion. You have so many layers, I don’t think I will ever figure you out.”

“Speaking of layers,” she said, as she slowly peeled off his boxers. “Apparently, men have layers of nerves on certain parts of their bodies.” She straddled his hips and slowly cupped his dick. He was already semi-hard, pulsing in her hand.

Luca folded his hands behind his head. “You don’t say? And where might those nerves be?”

“Why don’t I show you, instead of telling you?” Lowering herself over his body, she made a place for herself between his legs. On her way down, she flicked his nipples, enjoying the hiss that came out of the back of his throat. It got to her every time. Every lick, every nibble at his nipples, made her feel more confident, more capable.

She supposed that was Luca’s superpower. He made her feel like she could do anything. There were no taboos. Never before had she felt this comfortable with a man.

Slowly, oh so slowly, she kissed her way down, following the trail of hair that went to his special place.

He hissed when she kissed the tip of his dick. Then she started licking. Wetting the palm of her hand first, just as Luca had taught her. Nice and easy. She didn’t want to think of the time she almost bit him in the family jewels.

Then she descended lower, pushing her butt down and spreading his legs. When she reached his balls, loving on them with her lips and tongue, he made that sound again. It was the most beautiful sound in the world. She looked up to see he had closed his eyes. His head was rolling from the left to the right, a light frown between his brows.

“Yeah, right there,” he hissed. “That’s the spot.”

One by one, she took his balls in her mouth, all the while pumping his dick. He was rock-hard. This had been the easy part. Now, she had to practice what she’d read.

Her lips kissed his sack, then went to the small place right below his balls. He stiffened when she kissed around his anus.

“What are you doing?” His voice was hoarse.

He didn’t jump up though, and she decided to take that as a positive sign.

Her tongue drew circles around him. When he hissed and started to close his legs, she placed her shoulders between his knees. He took the hint and kept his legs spread.

“Remember those layers of nerves I was telling you about?” Her wet finger circled his ass, slightly dipping at the corners of his anus.

“Fuck!”

His abdomen rippled from the strength it took to keep himself at bay.

“Apparently men have them right… here.” The second she ended her sentence, she started rimming him.

“Oh hell!” This time, hedidjump up. He looked at her helplessly, his cheeks flushed, eyes wild, then he dropped back on the bed. “Maybe we should talk about this first.”

“Sure, you talk while I lick.”

Then he started praying, or talking nonsense, she wasn’t sure what words he croaked. What she was sure about, however, was that she loved his taste and moreover, he loved her every touch.

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