Chapter Five #2
My fucking cock agrees. The bastard is so hard that it stands vertical, the tip swollen red. The veins are thick and pronounced, running the length of my shaft. Beads of moisture leak from the tip, rolling down the long, thick length below.
“Holy shit,” she breathes.
She leans forward, her eyes like baseballs in her head, her tongue trapped between her lips in concentration, as she wraps her tiny palm around me. It doesn’t even get close to closing.
“I- Edge…” she breathes. “I thought about this a lot, but I never… this… just… wow.”
Jesus H Christ, this girl is going to be the death of me. I can’t help but let out a throaty laugh that hurts my face, a full belly laugh that shakes my shoulders and rumbles deep in my chest. I tip her face so she has to look up at me.
“I fucking love you, Harley, you got that?”
“I do,” she breathes as she leans even closer, parts her lips, and takes me into her mouth.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous, her sweet, plush lips wrapped around the tip of my dick.
She pulls back and I let out a hard groan as I watch my cock weep for her.
Her tongue snakes out and she tastes me, letting out a whimper of pleasure before she pushes forward, taking my cock nearly to the back of her throat.
She surprises the hell out of me when she tries so hard that she gags.
She draws back and looks up at me, tears glistening in her eyes.
I reach down tenderly and bury my fingers in her hair. “Slowly,” I say, even though I don’t want anything fucking slowly. I want to be at the back of her throat, her swallowing my fucking cum as I kick in hot bursts in her mouth.
She reaches up and slowly wraps her hand around my shaft.
She trails it over me, from my balls towards the tip, exploring every ridge and vein.
When she brings her face close again, she takes her time, tracing the length of my cock with her tongue, following the same pattern of her fingers.
That gentle exploration is enough to make me shoot my load and I grind my teeth together.
Harley tries again, opening her lips and suckling my tip between them. Her mouth is warm, like goddamn heaven. I can’t help myself. I’m a bastard, but my hips rock forward, pushing my dick into her mouth. She takes me, opening her lips wider. I push in slow, preparing her.
I wish I could command her, but I know she won’t hear me if she can’t see me.
I don’t want to tilt her head up and stop her.
I can’t stop myself either, my hips flexing again, surging to the back of her throat.
She figures it out all on her own, swallowing hard as I push back.
God, she takes me so deep that my whole body vibrates with the glory of it.
I’m not ready for this to be over in two seconds, so I grind my teeth a little harder and pull back.
She wraps her hand around the base of my cock and steadies me, guides me into her mouth as I thrust slowly, fucking her mouth as gently as I can, even though I want to be rough and savage, to take her by her raven hair and fuck back into her throat again and again, until she’s gagging and teary eyed and fucking gorgeous swallowing my cum.
But even if I want to unleash myself like a damn animal, I’ll grind my teeth to dust before I lose control.
She lets me fuck her mouth, lets me thrust harder. She works her tongue and cheeks and hand in tandem. Just when I think I can hold on, that I have myself under control, she looks up at me, her eyes glistening, saliva running down her chin, her face flushed, that look of sheer concentration on her…
I’m done. Just fucking done.
“Gonna come,” I grind out, digging my fingers into her scalp.
She whimpers and I know she’s read my lips, or at least figured it out from the rigid tightness and the tremors that are shaking my damn legs.
I thrust hard, shamelessly, right to the back of her throat.
I guide her head like a bastard, but she takes all of me, her beautiful throat bobbing as she swallows over and over again.
I come a minute later, hot bursts that fill up her mouth, but she keeps swallowing, even as my hips buck hard, driving my cock in and out of her mouth, still fucking coming because I can’t fucking help myself, coming harder than I have in fucking years.
She takes everything, drinks me fucking dry, then slays me by popping my dick out of her mouth and licking her lips with her pretty pink tongue.
She brings me back to her face and slowly, painfully, her tongue pokes out between her lips.
I watch her, as if it’s all in slow motion, her tongue swirling around the tip of my cock, catching the last remaining drops of cum.
Her eyes close after and she makes a noise deep in her throat, savoring the taste of me.
Fuck me, I am just… done. I’m the one who’s supposed to be teaching her, not the other way around. It’s supposed to be her breaking and bending to my will, surrendering to me, and here I am, barely keeping my shit together, a grown man, and she brings me to my knees.
“Fuck, Harley,” I breathe.
My eyes stray lower, to her spread legs beneath my t-shirt, to her juices running down her thighs, to how swollen and ripe she is. I wanted to be gentle. I wanted to fucking take my time with her.
There is no chance in hell that’s gonna happen.