“And most of all, you really liked when I swirled my tongue around the tip and dipped it just inside.”
“Alex,” I bit out. “I will like any fucking thing you do. There is absolutely nothing my dick won’t like if you’re the one doing it.”
“Oh.” She released my erection and tucked her hair behind one ear. I really hope she was going to touch my cock again sometime soon. Smiling temptingly, she leaned forward. “So, you and your cock would really like it if I used my mouth?”
Alex didn’t wait for a response. She leaned forward and licked me from base to tip, then settled her mouth around the first inch. Her tongue swirled, and I knew I was a goner.
She released me from her mouth and placed her hand around the shaft. Stroke after stroke caused my erection to double in size. But when she spat where her hand met my stiffness, I about came right at that moment.
I knew the feral Alex was lurking nearby.
Slurping noises were the only sounds in the room as they mixed with my heavy breathing.
Christ, her mouth is like a vacuum.
My cock was in complete rapture as Alex wrapped both hands around the base, squeezing with each stroke. Her tongue swirled around the mushroom head just the way she described. The moment the tip of her tongue dipped the smallest amount into my sensitive hole, my eyes rolled back in my head.
I was so fucking gone for this girl. No other blowjob would ever compare. Alex knew exactly what she was doing.
It took me a moment to notice she was doing something familiar. Something that felt like it occurred before. I might not have regained the memory, but my body sure did remember this.
Slow… quick-quick. Her movements followed our waltz beat from earlier. Why was that so fucking hot?
The pressure began to build at the base of my spine. I hoped I could savor her a little while longer, but I was going to come sooner than I wanted.
Delving my hand in her hair at the base of her head, I held her in place as I pumped my hips up, my hard cock hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. The woman had zero gag reflex.
All too soon, my cum filled her mouth. A few drops spilled out of the corners, but Alex swallowed as much as she could take. Spent and utterly depleted, I relaxed my body against the bed.
Alex sat next to me, a satisfied grin on her lips. Those blue eyes twinkled as she took me in. “You used your hands.”
I chuckled and then yanked her forward. She not so gracefully fell on my chest.
“It really couldn’t be helped.” As I settled down and allowed air to fill my lungs, Alex rested her head in the middle of my chest. I wondered if she could hear my heart pounding from the exertion. “That was… unexpected, to say the least.”
Her hands came up on my chest, and she rested her chin on top of them, looking up at me in a way that made her look far more relaxed. “Did you enjoy it? Was it okay?”
I reached out and combed my hand through her hair, untangling the knots as I went. Sweat beaded along her hairline, leaving the roots around her face damp and wavy.
“It was the best fucking blowjob I’ve ever had.”
“You said that last time,” she joked, closing her eyes as I continued to stroke her hair.
“And I meant it then, too. Anytime your mouth is on my cock, it will be the best blowjob. Bar none. No others compare.”
A tired chortle left her body as she rested her head back on my chest directly. Her arms laid on either side of my body, cradling my ribs.
“That feels so good,” she fucking purred as I finger-combed her hair, and it sent a wave of lust straight to my cock.
“I’m glad.”
“My sisters and I used to play with each other’s hair when we were little. And at night, our mom would spend a few minutes with each of us to help us sleep. Autumn and Aspen always liked her to rub their back. Rory liked her to hum a lullaby. But I loved when my mom would run her fingers through my hair. I haven’t had anyone do it in years.”
“Well, my fingers are at your disposal.”
It took a moment for the innuendo to sink in, and I felt a pinch at my waist. “Good to know.”
We laid like this for another few minutes. Alex started running her fingers across the skin of my sides. Thank goodness I wasn’t ticklish; otherwise, she’d have me squirming beneath her.
