“We showered last night, but if you want to we can.”
With a shake of my head, I continued to move into position. Make use of your hand. You don’t have to take the whole dick in your mouth.
Jase grabbed my hips and pulled me to him. The feel of his warm breath instantly had me anticipating the feel of his lips and tongue on me.
“You’re shaking.”
“I’m excited and nervous at the same time.”
His hands moved over my body, eliciting even more trembling as my excitement built.
“Does it taste bad?”
“You?”
Jerking my head around, I stared at him. “No, not me! I mean . . . I guess I’d want to know that, but I was talking about your cum!”
With a chuckle, he winked. “First off . . . you taste like fucking heaven . . . and I’m sorry, baby, I have no clue what cum tastes like, nor do I have the desire to ever find out.”
My face burned with embarrassment. “You need to eat lots of kiwi.”
Pinching his brows together, he asked, “Why?”
“I heard it makes the cum taste better.”
“Dully noted. I’ll buy some today.”
I turned back and looked at his dick. It was hard and at attention. “What if I suck?”
“Oh geesh, Taylor. That is exactly what I want you to do.”
Laughing, I hit him on the side. “You know what I mean.”
“Practice. Practice makes perfect. Now I have to be honest, your * is in my face and I want to taste you. Now.”
Gasping at his dirty talk, he pulled me back and licked my clit with his tongue. “Oh my,” I whimpered as I focused back in on him. I wrapped my hand along his shaft and spit on it. When my hand moved, Jase moaned, pulling me in closer to him . . . causing my entire body to fill with desire.
“Jase,” I mumbled as I lowered my mouth and took him in. Everything Anna had taught us that day was running through my mind. Start off slow.
Slow. I can do slow.
Moving my hand and mouth, I moved ever so slowly. It wasn’t so bad. The cucumber tasted better, but this was not bad. I remembered Anna saying to lick up and down the shaft to learn what he would like best. I did and Jase’s body trembled.
Breathe and relax.
Moving my mouth completely over him, I picked up the pace some as Jase continued to bring me closer to an orgasm. I was concentrating so much on him, I almost forgot how amazing it felt for me. I needed to focus, though. The moment Jase tapped me out, I was pulling my mouth off and letting him cum on himself. Meagan’s words of advice to let him cum on himself was stuck in the back of my head.
Jase moaned and the vibration rushed through my body, causing me to moan. “Oh fuuuck,” he called out.
Smiling, I couldn’t help myself. I was making him feel good with my mouth and that made me feel good in return.
I started to go faster and remembered Anna mentioned something about the balls. Moving my other hand down, I started playing with them. Jase jerked and pushed further into my mouth, causing me to almost gag. “Mmm,” was all I could do in response as he focused on my clit. Clearly he liked me touching his balls. I did it again and he responded by pushing his fingers inside of me and sucking harder.
My body quickly began to build. I was close. Oh God I was so close.
My orgasm hit me hard and fast. I could feel my legs shaking as euphoria swept through my body. My moans were evident as I tried to focus both on the mind-blowing orgasm I was having and Jase’s blowjob. Pulling me closer to his mouth, I swear he brought out another orgasm . . . or the one I was having intensified.
I squeezed on the bottom of his shaft and sucked harder. The next thing I knew, something warm was hitting the back of my throat.
Oh. Holy. Hell. No.
Quickly pulling my mouth away, I spit out the nasty tasting cum. “Gross! Oh gawd!” I started gagging as I flung myself off of Jase and to the floor. I was desperate for water. Anything to get the taste out.
“Water!” I screamed as I heard Jase start laughing.
“Oh, come on! It’s not that bad!”
Glancing over my shoulder, I glared at him. His smile faded as I headed into the bathroom.
After rinsing my mouth out with water, I brushed . . . twice.
Jase held his finger out and put toothpaste on it. My mouth fell open when he stuck his finger in his mouth and started brushing. “What are you doing?” I asked.
Turning to look at me, he smiled and mumbled, “Brushing.”
“With your finger?”
With a nonchalant shrug, he replied. “Yep.”
I cleared my throat and gave him a stern look. “So, what happened to tapping on me to let me know you were about to come?”
Jase spit and quickly rinsed off his finger and then his mouth. Standing, he turned to me and gave me the cutest damn smile I’d ever seen. “I guess I got so caught up in you coming and how great it felt I kind of . . . forgot.”
My brow lifted. “You forgot? Or you just didn’t want me to stop?”