Page 26 of Bean

“Correct.” I curled my leg around his knee and took him with me as I tumbled backward onto the bed, his heavier body covering mine. Oh yes, I loved that feeling.

Feeling bold, I slipped my hands under his waistband and into his underwear, grabbing on to his bare skin.

“Hold on.” He pushed up for a moment and, with one hand, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. “There, better. Things were getting a little too tight there.”

Mmm, now I could access much more, and so I did, kneading his plump ass with both hands. He rutted against me, and thefriction sent delicious waves through me. I could easily get off like this, but I wanted more.

I wanted to taste him.

Giving oral scared me, but it also fascinated me. Natasha hadn’t liked giving head—though she had certainly loved me going down on her—but the handful of times she’d sucked me, it had been arousing. She’d never finished me that way, but I’d wanted her to.

What would Jarek taste like? Would I be able to let him come in my mouth? It seemed so dirty but also so sexy.

But if I wanted that, I’d have to take some initiative. Touching him was a good first step, but I needed him naked. Well, both of us, so maybe I’d start with myself?

He kept kissing me as my hands traveled from his ass to my own pants, which I quickly unbuttoned. Dragging them down with Jarek on top of me was a bit of a challenge, but I managed, and while I was at it, I also took my underwear off.

“Smooth,” Jarek said with a glint in his eye. “Very smooth.”

“You could do the same?” I batted my eyes at him, elation filling me as he grinned.

“I sure can, sunshine.”

Seconds later, he was naked too, and when he stretched out on top of me again, my penis rubbed against his. Adrenaline thundered through me, and my skin broke out in goosebumps. What an erotic sensation, feeling another man’s junk against mine.

I slipped my hand between us, suddenly craving to touch him. His penis was smooth as velvet yet hard as a pipe. How would it feel to have him inside me? As if on cue, my hole clenched.

Not this time, but maybe I could experiment with myself a little, work up to it.

Jarek nudged my legs farther apart, then settled between them. He trailed kisses from my lips to my jaw, then down my neck and chest.

“Buckle up, sweetheart,” he said as he worked his way down even farther. “I’m about to take you for a ride.”

He nuzzled the hair at the root of my penis, breathing in deeply. Why would he do that? Maybe it smelled good? “I love how it smells there,” he said, as if reading my thoughts.

Hmm, I’d have to take some time to do the same to him. I could barely hold a snort back. As if I would remember that. Hopefully, my instincts would help me out there.

Jarek curled his hand around my base and bowed his head. Fiddle faddle, his tongue was on me! Licking the head of my penis!

I could barely hold still as he lapped the precum off my tip. How could something so simple feel so good? He checked in with me, then grinned, probably seeing what he did to me. “You may proceed,” I joked, which only widened his smile.

But then he closed his mouth over my head and suckled, and the smile was wiped off my face. I let out a whimper, my hands fisting the sheets. Jarek lifted his head. “Hold my head.”

“W-what?”

He nudged my hands. “Put them on my head.”

Oh. Hesitantly, I threaded my fingers through his hair.

Apparently satisfied, Jarek sucked me back in. I moaned as he suckled the tip, but that changed into a drawn-out keening sound as he took me in all the way. Mother Francis, I’d never been that deep inside anyone’s mouth. As much as I tried to fight it, I bucked my hips, shoving myself deeper into his throat.

“I didn’t mean to…”

Jarek met my eyes, then held up a thumb. Oh. He was fine? He was fine.

Wait. He liked that?

I carefully did it again, but now on purpose. Spit formed around his mouth, which was obscenely stretched around my penis, but he didn’t pull back. He blinked slowly, signaling that yes, he did like this. That was why he’d told me to put my hands on his head.