Page 34 of Falling for You

“Please Sawyer. Please touch me there. You can leave my panties on. Just touch me there.” I try not to get too excited by her words. I need to take this slow, for her, and for me.

I keep swirling my tongue around her nipple until she tugs harder on my hair. At this rate, I may not have any hair left soon. She moans again. “Sawyer, touch me. And take off your shirt, please.” I look up and can’t help but grin at her aggravated expression.

“Whatever you say, Red.” I sit up to pull my shirt over my head and smile down at her. She’s vibrating with desire.

I rub my chest over her bare nipples and we both moan at the skin-to-skin contact.

Chapter Thirty-Four

If a guy is going down on you, you have the power. If you have his dick in your mouth, you still have the power. Basically, oral is a win-win for girls. -Sam

Ronnie

I love the way his chest feels against mine. For a second, I close my eyes. My panties are soaked and I physically ache for him to touch me. My heart is racing. I've never felt this turned on.

I don’t know why my brain chooses right then to take a detour to that night of the attack. Maybe it’s the fact that Sawyer is on top and I’m surrounded by him like I was by Brad. Sawyer’s body against mine feels nothing like Brad’s, but I have a second of hesitation. My mind flashes back to that moment where I had no control, where I was completely helpless. For a second with his body so close to mine, I have a flash of that helplessness again.

Sawyer must feel me tense, because he stops kissing my neck. “Are you okay, Ronnie? We don’t have to do anything. We can stop right now.”

“No, this is what I want.” I shake my head and he starts to kiss down my neck again.

I feel his hand travel down to my core and I know he’ll do whatever it takes to make me come, but I still don’t feel right. I need to be in control.

I slide my palm against the erection in his jeans and he makes a tortured sound.

“I want to touch you. Please, I want to touch you so bad.” I don’t know where this side of myself is coming from, but I like it. I want to know how to please him. I want to know how I can make this wonderful guy feel good.

I shift and kiss him lightly on the lips.“Let me get on top.”

He blinks down at me and I can see that his eyes are glazed over with lust. “Wh..what?” He’s so lost in me that he reaches to touch my bare breast again and I grab his hand.

“I want to be on top so I can touch you. So I can lick you and make you come with my mouth.” He pushes up off me and gives me a look so hot that I feel like I’m about to melt.

“You don’t have to. I mean, Red, I would love for you too, but you don’t have to.”

“I know I don’t have to, silly, but I want to.” I lick my lips nervously and watch his eyes follow the movement. I do want to take him in my mouth. The truth is, I want it badly. I’m surprised that the thought of giving him a blow job has me even more turned on than I was before.

He leans down to give me another passionate kiss and sucks my lower lip into his mouth. He lets go of my lip with a pop and I moan loudly. “Whatever you want, Red. Switching positions, commander.” Before I know it, he grabs me and flips us over so that I’m on top. I giggle, but break off in a gasp as he leans up to take my nipple in his mouth again. I pull on his hair as he spreads open mouthed kisses over me until he reaches my ear. I shiver when he traces the shell of my ear with his tongue. I mumble incoherently and shudder.

I push him down slowly and take charge. “Do your worst, pretty girl.” He grins smugly and tweaks my nipple with his fingers. I take one of his fingers into my mouth and watch his eyes grow darker as I slowly suck on it. I can feel his erection surging up against me as I settle myself on his hips. I rock against him. I swirl my tongue around the tip of his finger and let it go. Then, I lean down and kiss his neck. I press kisses down his upper torso and take my time when I get to his nipples. I can’t help but look up at him from beneath my lashes. From all of the romance novel books I’ve read and now my experience, I know nipples are sensitive for girls but I have no idea if he enjoys what I’m doing now. I see that his head is tilted back and his eyes are closed. His hands come out from under his head and fist in the sheets. I smile smugly. Obviously, he likes it.

I leave his nipple to kiss my way downward. I follow his happy trail to the button of his jeans. His hips bow up a little as I unbutton his pants and bring them down over his hips. I pull them down to his knees while still kissing his hips. I can feel his erection nudging my cheek. He’s long and thick, and I want to see him. I sit up for a second and sneak another peak at his face. I can feel the tension in him. I try to hold in a giggle at his pained expression. I reach down with my hand and trace the length of his penis through his boxers. I move aside the material and unleash him from the confines of his underwear. His penis stands up proud and I gulp at the size of him. There is no way all of him will fit in my mouth, but I can damn well try. I hold onto him and lean down to swirl my tongue around the tip. The shudder that goes through him sends a response through to my pussy.

“God, that feels so good, baby. Please take me in your mouth. Please.” His hands are still clenching the sheets and his pleas are desperate.

I wrap my mouth around him and I can barely fit him in. I take him further in and his hips strain up. I can feel he wants me to take him further, but would never ask. I take him to the back of my throat as far as I can. I’ll never be able to make it to the root of him, but I try to take him in as far as I can. I hum lightly and try to open my mouth wider.

“Oh, God, Oh God,” he chants. I really want to throw a quip out there like, “No it’s just me Ronnie.” But I’m also burning up with desire for him. I slide my lips and tongue up and down the length of him. I feel like I need to get off too. My clit is aching for relief. I put my hand in my panties while I suck him in again. I feel ready to combust. I can taste the precum and his hips are still gyrating up and down.

“Baby, I’m gonna come. Baby, I can’t hold on.” I can tell he’s warning me that I’m about to taste a mouthful of him, but I don’t want to pull back. I want to taste every last drop of him. I furiously finger my clit at the same time, and feel the orgasm building within. If I can do this right, we may be coming together.

He moans again and raises his hips as I feel the initial spurt of his orgasm. I keep sucking and sliding my finger over my clit. I feel more squirts of his salty cum and it makes me moan. I feel my orgasm hit like a tornado just as the thick splash of semen hits the back of my throat. I swallow and keep swallowing while my body vibrates softly.

I release him from my mouth and kiss the head of his penis. He wraps his large hands around my hair and whispers, “Get up here.” I crawl up his body, limp with exhaustion and the come down from my own orgasm. He kisses me fiercely and swirls his tongue in my mouth. I moan and pull away. I lay my head down on his chest and listen to his thundering heart.

“That was…that was.” He begins and I can tell that he can’t find the words. I kiss his chest lightly and lay my head down again.

“I know. I know,” I say softly.