Page 45 of Ruthless Touch
Bending down, I kiss her sensuous lips I can’t wait to have suck me off. “I can’t believe with a mouth like yours that you won’t be incredible at this. Ready?”
“I think I’m nervous, Gideon.”
“Don’t be.”
I pull her head toward me and watch as her eyes slowly close once more. I’d prefer it if she was looking up at me while I fuck her mouth, but that can happen another time when she’s more confident.
Her lips open at the first touch of my cock to them, and I groan at the feel of her lowering herself down on me. That mouth feels fucking incredible.
After a few moments to get used to the size of me, I whisper, “Wrap your hand around the base. Not too tight.”
She does as I order, adding another layer of perfect sensation to our time together. Her fingers are warm against my skin, and for a moment, I let myself revel in her touch.
“Look up at me, Aria.”
Her eyes open wide, and I swear to God it’s the most erotic fucking sight I’ve ever laid eyes on. “Good. Now try to keep your eyes on me up here. You don’t have to do anything but make sure your teeth don’t scrape me. Feel free to flick your tongue around my cock as I fuck that beautiful mouth.”
She doesn’t respond, and I push my hips forward, sliding my cock deep inside her mouth. I hold off on thrusting too hard at first so as not to scare her. I suspect she’s gone down on men before by the way she knows how to run her tongue along the underside of my cock, but the way she looked like a frightened deer a few seconds ago tells me the last thing I need to do is jackhammer into her face the first few times.
We fall into a rhythm of me thrusting slowly and her teasing me with her tongue that sends waves of desire coursing through me. My hands in her hair keep things going at a tempo I like and doesn’t scare her, and as I watch her suck me off, it’s the best blowjob I’ve had in a long time. Maybe not technically but emotionally.
Aria’s eyelids flutter closed, taking away the vision of those green eyes I love, so I moan, “Eyes open. Watch me.”
She obeys me and opens her eyes as I begin to pick up the pace with my fucking her mouth. I’m impressed that she doesn’t gag the first time I thrust hard, sending the head of my cock to the back of her throat.
“That’s a good girl. Take it all,” I say in a low voice as I barely control my urge to let loose and ram my cock down her throat.
Her hold on the base tightens, a sign she might not be handling everything as well as I’ve been thinking. I gently pry her fingers from around me and thread my fingers through hers so she has something to hold on to.
“It’s okay. Just don’t let go of me.”
Tears begin to roll out the sides of her eyes, making her black mascara streak across the tops of her cheeks when I start fucking her mouth in earnest, but I’m too far gone to stop. She doesn’t make a noise, though. I know she’s uncomfortable by how she squeezes my fingers at my hip, and as much as I know I should slow down, I can’t.
I’m so close, and all I want to do is fill that beautiful mouth. Every stroke of my cock across her lips gets me nearer to the moment when that will happen, but until then, I can’t stop myself.
Tears stream out of Aria’s gorgeous green eyes, and as much as that should make me slow down, it doesn’t. All it does is turn me on even more. My legs hurt I’m pushing my hips so hard, and my fingers ache from how tightly I’m pulling her hair. I’m so close…just a few seconds more and I’ll be there.
When it happens, I feel like the top of my head is going to blast off. I thrust into her mouth one final time and fall still as my cock shoots ropes of cum down her throat. My hand still gripping her hair keeps her mouth right where I need it to be, but she begins to shake her head after a few seconds, so I let her go.
Aria runs into the bathroom as I collapse onto the bed, exhausted and utterly satisfied. I hear her running the water in the sink as I wait for her to come out, and when she returns, all the tears and mascara staining her cheeks are gone.
“You should have told me I looked like that,” she says with a pout as she stands naked in front of me.
“Like what? I thought you looked great. Totally turned me on,” I say with a smile.
She crawls onto the bed beside me and curls up against my side. “You have a thing for strung out crack whores? Because that’s how bad I looked.”
I turn to look at her and shake my head. “Not that I know of. I thought you looked sexy.”
With laser-like focus, she stares into my eyes and asks, “Why? Because I had your cock in my mouth? You men are so easy to figure out.”
That makes me smile. She hasn’t figured me out at all, but I like the bravado she’s showing right now.
“There’s nothing wrong with admiring a woman who’s going down on you. And I’m not like any other man you’ve ever met.”
She slides her hand over my abdomen and snuggles up next to my shoulder. “Maybe, but you’re like every other man in that way.”
I wrap my arm around her and pull her close so her head is resting on my chest. I like the feeling of her on me like this. For nearly a month, she’s laid next to me in this bed, and I can’t count how many nights I wanted to be with her exactly like this. I fought it all that time, but these last few days have shown me I don’t want to fight against what I feel anymore.