Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“Are you kidding me? It’s head, and it’s from you. Of course I want. I just don’t know if it’s a good idea.”
“Don’t you want to teach me one more lesson?” I tried like hell to sound sexy and flirty, confident in this way I never truly felt but that he inspired in me in small ways like no one ever had before.
“Fuck, you’re gonna be the death of me, and you don’t even see it. Let me sit on the couch.”
I nodded, scooting out of the way. Will took his shoes off, then his pants and underwear. His cock was in front of my face, long and hard, the tuft of hair freshly groomed. There was a bead of precome at his slit. I licked my lips, wanting to taste it. Just as he went to move, I leaned in and lashed my tongue over his tip. He groaned. “Oh fuck,” Will gritted out, his hand cupping the side of my head.
He didn’t move to sit, just stood there in front of me. My pulse was a frenzied beat against my skin, desire and, well, horniness, making me ravenous for him. My brain shut off, or hell, maybe the damn thing melted. I just knew I had to taste him, so I leaned in again, lapped at his tight balls with my tongue, making another deep moan pull out of him.
“Good?” I asked, looking up at Will from my knees.
“Yes. Jesus, you’re sexy down there, Professor.” Will grabbed the base of his cock, angled it toward my lips, tracing them with the crown.
I trembled because holy fuck, was that hot. He pushed inside, guiding his dick between my lips. I closed my mouth around him, felt the heavy, hot weight of his shaft against my tongue, this wave of dizziness sweeping over me.
I was going to like this. I was going to like it a lot.
My cock throbbed as I sucked him, hollowed my cheeks and bobbed my head—oops. Gag. I wasn’t ready to go that deep yet.
“Hey, slow down. We’re good. I’m not going anywhere.” Will’s voice was compassionate, so damn sweet that my heart started thudding, banging against my chest.
Oh no. That so wasn’t the fling kind of heartbeat. I was pretty sure that instead of lub-lub, it was beating Will-iam.
Time to turn my brain off again.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing. I just want this to be good for you.” Which was true. Not the nothing part, because a whole lot of things were wrong, but I did want this to be good for him.
“It already is.” Was that a slight pink to his cheeks? I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen Will blush before.
I leaned in again and sucked him, used my hand in sync with my mouth as I moved my head up and down, taking him in and pulling back out again. I looked up at him. He had his head tilted back, eyes on the ceiling as all these little sounds pulled from the back of his throat, deep moans and mumbles I couldn’t understand mixed with the stray “Jameson…” and “So good.”
Each noise, each word, fueled me on further, filled me with this sexual confidence because damn, I was making him feel good. I could hear it in him, feel it in the slight jerk of his hips and the tightness in his thighs. In the way his hand trembled as he held my face. If I was reading the room right, I was very, very good at giving head, and it was fun.
It felt empowering.
I tried to take him a little deeper. I couldn’t pull him to the back of my throat the way Will did with me, but I figured I could work up to that—no. I had to shoot that thought down. I wouldn’t work up to anything because this was the one and only time. Our fling was done because Will worked for my dad, and yep, shutting those thoughts down for now. It wasn’t the time.
Right now? Right now I was a sex god, and that was all that mattered. Or at least I was a head god, or maybe he was just horny, but I chose to believe the god part.
“Take yourself out. I want to see that pretty, thick cock of yours,” Will said, making said dick jerk.
I lowered my mouth to his sac again, licking and sucking at his balls as I leaned up and shoved my shorts and underwear down.
By now it felt so natural to be naked in front of Will, any nerves having fled with the way his eyes were like fire every time they were on me. Oh. They were, weren’t they? Why had I just realized that?
I took his cock into my mouth again, working him as best as I could, and jacked myself off. Will had a hand on each side of my head, guiding me, his fingers brushing softly over my skin as if he were treasuring me.