He was breathing heavily, now, inhaling and exhaling deeply through his nose, scowling at me in concentration. “You’ve got your sweet, sexy, innocent little hands all over my cock, Eva. I’m not quite seein’ what you’re getting.”
“Something I’ve wanted to do for a long, long time,” I said. “Experience this kind of…intimacy with a man. Something I’ve chosen, because it’s what I want for myself. Choosing what I want, and who I want.”
“I’m startin’ to feel like whatever it was you experienced with that fuckface Thomas it wasn’t anything like good fucking.”
I squeezed, just a little, and glared up at him. “We arenottalking about that jerk. Not here, not now. Not ever.”
His lips quirked. “Noted. Sorry.”
I smiled, to alleviate the tension of the moment. “I just…I’m enjoying this, alot, and I don’t want to ruin the moment talking about someone to whom I’m never giving another moment of my time, nor a single second of my attention.”
I was stroking him rhythmically, with both hands, up and down and up and down, relishing the slide of all those hard, beautiful, veiny inches through my hands; his hips were flexing, ever so slightly, and he was breathing heavily, his jaw clenched hard, his eyes glinting and flashing, watching every movement of my hands, every once in a while flicking to my eyes, searching my face.
“You better stop soon, Eva,” he murmured.
I frowned at him. “Why? I wanted to…I want you to…” I shrugged, looking at his erection instead of his face, now. “I want you to feel good. Like you made me, twice now. I want you to come.”
He grimaced in concentration, every muscle taut and tensed, a deep growl rumbling in his chest. “And I’m gonna, any second now. But Eva, honey, it’s gonna be a mess. You know that, right? I can’t control that.”
My eyes widened, and I gulped. “Oh. Right.”
I thought back to the video—in that, the woman had used her hands for the whole video, and then, when the faceless male had gotten close to release, she’d aimed him at her breasts and he’d come all over them, and she’d moaned and whimpered and carried on like it had benefitted her somehow, sexually, when it obviously and clearly had not, and could not. In the video, that had seemed like an obvious conclusion to such an act. But sitting here, doing this, touching this man, a man with a name and a face and a heart and a soul and personality,medoing this, touching Baxter Badd intimately, bringing him to the cusp of orgasm, I just simply could not imagine doing…that. Letting him do that,ontome. Nor could I wrap my head around the other thing I’d seen in many videos: using my mouth. I’d never even touched a penis before now, in real life. I’d never touched—him; I barely even saw it. Nor had I seen a man orgasm. In my previous experiences, he’d grunted a few times, moved a little more vigorously, and then he’d rolled off and vanished. Assuming he’d come, any mess had been contained in the condom he’d worn.
This…with Baxter, this was awholedifferent experience. I wanted to watch him come. I wanted to be the one to bring him there, and I wanted to see what it looked like, the whole process. But to take it in my mouth or on my body? I wasn’t quite there yet; I probably wouldneverbe there…but then I never thought I would be here, doing this. Who knew what I might do, in the future? Anything. I could do whatever I wanted. Maybe Iwouldenjoy that, letting him—makinghim—do that to me.
Baxter …grunted again. “Eva?” He pulled out of my grip, growling with each breath. “Sorry, but I won’t be able to hold out if you keep it up much longer.”
“Could we move to the bathroom?” I suggested; the bathroom wasn’t en suite, but was rather just outside the door, kitty corner.
“You go first, check that the coast is clear.”
I moved past him, eased open the bedroom door, peered out to make sure no one was around. The hallway was empty, and I could hear the mower going outside, meaning John was out there, and I heard a blender whirring in the kitchen, meaning Beverly was in there. I snuck out, pushed open the bathroom door, waving at Baxter. He trotted into the bathroom after me, and I closed the door behind us, looking at him and suppressing a fit of giggles.
Baxter eyed me suspiciously. “What’s funny?”
I breathed through the giggles. “I don’t know. I’m sorry. Just…this is funny. You and me, sneaking around like teenagers doing something naughty.” I bit my lip, trying unsuccessfully to keep another fit from washing over me. “Also, you running like—likethat…it was just…it was funny.”
“How so?”
I had to sit down on the closed toilet lid as I tried to suppress the laughter. “You were…your—your—” I waved in the direction of his crotch, and then tried the word out loud. “Your…cockwas waving and wobbling all over the place, and it’s just…it’s funny.”
He was standing with his back to the door, a smirk on his lips. “Say ‘cock’ again, Eva.” The heat in his voice ensured any humor left in me disappeared immediately.
I stared at him. I had to take a fortifying breath. “Cock.”
His eyes slid halfway closed, as if in some kind of rapture. “Hearing such a dirty word from such sweet lips, babe…it’s—it’s almost too much.”
“Come over here,” I said, and then realized it had come out sounding like an order. “Please.”
A grin quirked his lips. “You can order me around all you want, Eva. Chances are, I’ll probably listen.” He winked as he swaggered over to stand in front of me, his back to the tub, only inches between us, now, in the small confines of the bathroom. “But only because I want to. Nobody tells me what to do.” His tone of voice and the humor in his voice turned that last part into a joke. Preserving his macho attitude, but sort of…tongue-in-cheek.
“How…” I reached out and grasped him in one hand, gave him a slow plunge of my hand from top to bottom. “How should I do this?”
He shrugged. “You could switch places with me. I’ll sit on the tub, and you can get down here where I’m standing. Then, when I come, I’ll come on myself instead’a on you or all over your room.” A wink. “Pretty experienced at cleaning myself up, know what I mean?”
I blushed at the image. “You masturbate a lot?”
He grinned. “Hell yeah.”
