“I know you’ve got issues sayin’ dirty words, but when that bedroom door closes and it’s just you’n me nekkid? Those words ain’t dirty. They’re body parts—our body parts—and I expect you to tell me what you want.”
You can do this. “I want your c**k in my mouth,” she said softly.
Carson groaned and he moved his hand faster. Then he realized what he was doing and stopped. His hand tightened on her face and he swept his thumb over her cheekbone. “So f**kin’ sexy that you want this.”
“Show me what you like,” she whispered. She placed her hand over his as he stroked himself.
“You can keep a pretty firm grip.” He removed his hand, placing hers on that hard shaft. “Slow is good until I need it fast.”
Without waiting for instruction, Carolyn angled her head and licked the tip.
He sucked in a breath and said, “More of that.”
She swept her tongue across the slit, wetting her tongue with the clear liquid seeping out but it didn’t really have a taste. She enclosed the entire tip in her mouth and sucked. Then she backed off and traced the edge of the head with her tongue.
Carson didn’t direct her; he just let her explore, apparently not minding that she was so tentative. His hand was still curled around her face and his other hand played with her hair.
Bolstered by his patience, she took the tip in her mouth again and let her lips slide down the length, not stopping until her gag reflex kicked in. This close to his groin she caught a whiff of his musky male scent that even the soap from his shower couldn’t mask. She eased back and swallowed him again to where her hand gripped the base.
Some instinct told her to kick up the pace; to move her hand up and her mouth down in tandem.
“That’s it, just like that. God that feels good, sugar. So good.”
She focused on pleasing him, knowing by the harsh sound of his breathing that she was doing something right. She took a chance and glanced up at him, expecting he’d have his eyes closed. But that burning blue gaze zeroed in on her, not her eyes, but watching his dick disappear into her mouth.
When Carson started bumping his pelvis forward, that was the sign he’d spoken of to go faster.
She bobbed her head, sucking hard when his length was in as far as she could take it. She had a quick thought: why did they call this a blowjob? There was no blowing involved. It should be called a suck job.
“Caro. I’m gonna come…pull back when I tell you.”
His deep moans and the tighter grip on her hair made her squirmy and anxious. Doing this to him had already soaked her panties.
“Now.”
As soon as she’d released him from her mouth, he wrapped his hand around hers and pulled on his dick so hard and fast, she wondered if it hurt, especially when the look on his face seemed pained.
“Watch,” he said hoarsely.
His body began to shudder. She watched as thick ribbons of milky white shot out of that slit and coated both of their hands. He kept pumping and pumping until the spurts ended.
“Fuck.” Carson blindly reached behind him and braced a hand on his dresser, acting as if he needed something solid to hold him up after that.
What a sense of satisfaction that response gave her.
As he caught his breath she asked, “Why did you have me pull back?”
“Since this was your first time…you ain’t ready for me to come in your mouth.”
Carolyn wondered how it’d feel having those powerful spasms on her tongue. Curious as to what that tasted like, she enclosed the head of his c**k in her mouth and sucked.
“Jesus, what are you doin’?”
She showed her disapproval about his language by lightly sinking her teeth into his softening flesh.
“Shit. Sorry. That just… Damn, woman. I’m feelin’ a little shaky after that.” He sat beside her on the bed. Snagging the towel off the floor, he wiped off her hand before cleaning up his own.
“I’m buck assed nekkid and you’ve still got all your clothes on. How did that happen?”
She kissed the cup of his shoulder. “Oral sex education, remember?” she said, suddenly feeling shy. “So how’d I do?”
Carson dipped his head. Against her lips, he murmured, “I’d say since you made my knees weak you did pretty damn good, wouldn’t you?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“You wanna slip them britches off and let me have a go at you?”
“If you want.”
He nuzzled her neck. “Gonna be shy now?”
“Maybe.”
“Can’t have that.” Carson put his hand in the center of her chest and pushed her back until her spine hit the mattress. He slipped her pedal pushers to the floor, then her panties.
When Carolyn started to scoot into the middle of the bed, he clamped his hand onto her thigh.
“Don’t move.”
“But how—”
Dropping to his knees, he brought her legs over his shoulders, burying his face between her thighs.
“This sweet juice tells me you liked havin’ my dick in your mouth.”
Then she couldn’t answer because her mind was focused on his lips, his teeth and his tongue. Lapping and sucking, his hot breath washed over her, sending tingles up her belly.
Carson didn’t tease her, leaving her hanging on the ragged edge as he’d done before. He built her into a frenzy of need and then finished her off with that rhythmic sucking thing he did with his lips that sent her soaring.