“You’re huge,” she muttered, eyes blank. “I don’t know if Ican, Dane.”
“No?” His lips creased with a small frown.
She shook the doubts from her head. “I’ll do the best I can.”
With her arms resting on his thighs, she started slow. She dragged the point of her tongue up and down his veined shaft.
“Oh,” he sighed.
The hockey player moaned and quietly muttered swear words as she painted his cock with luscious tongue strokes.He was actuallyenjoyingthis, even if she could never fit him into her mouth—a fact that thrilled her.
His excitement grew. He growled and grabbed a fistful of her hair, guiding her as she tongued and sucked at the velvet-soft flesh of his glans. She could sense that he was on the razor’s edge of pain and pleasure. He couldn’t take anymore teasing.
“Oh God,” Dane panted. “I want your mouth.”
She wasn’t sure she could do it, but … she was willing to try.
She opened her mouth as wide as she could and let him in.
“Oh, yeah,” he sighed with relief as his rock-hard flesh slid between her cheeks. “Oh my God, that’s good.”
Austen could only take a few inches of him before she gagged on his size. Undeterred, she tried again, gently easing him in just a bit further.
“Fuckyeah,” he whispered as he filled her mouth. “Use your tongue more.”
She gave a nod and did as she was told.
“That’s it,” he said, wincing with pleasure. “Good girl.”
Good girl.Austen found it strange that she could possiblyenjoybeing talked to like that—as if she were a dog that needed praise. But she couldn’t help it; it wasn’t like she’d made a conscious decision to enjoy it. She justdid.
Encouraged by his praise, and the rising chorus of his groans and curse words, Austen fit more and more of him into her mouth. She found the rhythm he liked—and then she blew him faster, deeper, further.
“Oh my God,” he growled, his hips thrusting, his cock pulsing between her lips.
She knew he was close. Her mouth and hands worked together, faster, harder, to bring the athlete to his knees.
Suddenly, his abs clenched and legs began to tremble. A troubled growl rumbled deep in his throat.
“I’m gonna come!” he shouted, his cock turning as hard as steel.
She knew he meant it as a warning—a last chance for her to pull off. But what he didn’t realize was that Austen wanted the warmth of his cum filling her mouth more than anything else.
“Oh my God!” Dane roared, smiling with twisted pleasure and blissful agony as he climaxed.
Jets of salty-but-sweet warmth splashed against the roof of her mouth, one blast after another. Eventually, the pulsing stopped, and the athlete was spent. She swallowed down his load and licked him clean.
“Holy fuck.” Dane panted for air. “I didn’t know you were gonna do that.”
“Me neither,” she said. She wiped her mouth with her hand. She searched the lining of her cheeks with her tongue, sampling and tasting his remnants.
“You made me come so hard, babe. Damn, that was incredible.” Dane’s tired body crumpled against the wall.
For a few moments, they sat and stared at each other, occasionally laughing or swearing.
This was the awkward part of the night. Shame begin to seep in: she’d just sucked his dick andnowwhat were they supposed to do?
She’d already pushed things plenty far for one night; she didn’t want things to go any further.
