“I love the fact I make you this wet, that you get this turned on by me, I've barely touched you” So it's a good thing then, he likes me wet, good job really, because I have no control where he’s concerned.
He pulls his finger out of me and into his mouth, closes his lips around it and sucks. He then kisses me on the mouth, pushing his tongue in and around mine and I can taste myself. I don't know if I'm swept away with the moment or just feeling brave but I drop slowly to my knees. I pull down his trunks and his erection springs free, he steps out of them. I push him back on the bed so he's sitting and he leans back with his arms behind his head. I look up as I take him first in my hand and then into my mouth. I suck and draw him in all the way to the back of my throat, then bring my lips back up to his tip, flicking and swirling my tongue around and under his skin and over the tip, into the hole at the end, I can taste him already. His hands move to my hair as he hisses through his teeth
“Fuck Lauren that feels good, do that again, that thing with your tongue, please baby”
I keep looking at him. I love the way he doesn’t hesitate in telling me that he wants more of something, or that he likes what I’m doing to him. I can't believe I'm responsible for how turned on he is, I actually feel a little surge of, what, what is it? Power? Run through me. That's what it is, power, I have the power to do this to him. I never realised before now, what a turn on it is to turn my man on. His hips buck and I move my hand up and down his length at the same rhythm as I move my mouth, my other hand squeezes and massages his balls. He's moaning and saying my name, making me brave enough to take him deeper and deeper, the more turned on he looks, the more I want to turn him on .
“Lauren, Lauren I'm gonna come baby, I'm gonna come, look up at me, I want to see your face” I hold on to either side of his hips and take him in as deep as I can without gagging, determined to see this through to the end . I want to watch him, as much as he wants to watch me, I want to see his face and the look in his eye when I make him come apart, I need to see this. He doesn't take his eyes from mine. His mouth is open and he's just about holding on, I feel him tense as he calls “Lauren fuck, fuck Lauren” And then in just a whisper, “Bambino cosi buono”
Oh God, whatever it means, I want to hear him say it again and again, but for now he is beyond speech, his eyes are wide and staring right into mine as he jerks and shudders I actually don't want to stop, I want to take every last drop from him.
I feel the hot, thick , salty liquid hit the back of my throat and I swallow it down quickly before I have chance to think about it too much. There, wasn't too bad, was it? But then there’s another spurt, then another, I just keep swallowing as he shudders, hoping he doesn't guess that I've never done this before. BJ's yeah, swallowing, never, never wanted to but, for him, with him, this beautiful man looking down at me, with absolute wonder and even amazement in his eyes, it’s becoming more and more apparent, I will do, or at least try anything he asks of me.
He puts each of his hands either side of my face and pulls himself to the edge of the bed, I kneel up to meet him as he cups my face and kisses me. I can still taste him in my mouth but that doesn't stop him flicking his tongue in and out, he must be able to taste himself and he doesn’t care, and I find that so fucking sexy. He's so different, so the opposite of most men. A bit like my music, he likes what he likes and doesn't care if it’s right or wrong for anyone else, it’s only what's right or wrong for us that matters and I want to cry, again. I just can’t help but feel overwhelmed by my feelings for him. But I don't, not this time, because I have so many other thoughts swirling around my head.
This is it, this is a definite and defining moment for me, a turning point, and I hope, the end of all these fucking tears!
“That’s the best fucking blow job I’ve ever had” He says into my mouth
So, I can give good head. Ha, who knew?
I lay back on the bedroom floor pulling him with me and push his head down between my legs.
“My turn” I say as I let his expert tongue go to work on me.