“Did you want to finish the show or…”
“Or?” He studied her mouth and watched the heat rise in her cheeks.
“Um…”
He loved teasing her, loved the way she got flustered around him when he flirted. He moved his hand to her upper chest and trailed his fingers just above her small breasts. She made a low moan and his grin widened. “Why don’t we go to my bedroom?”
“How’s your knee?” Kira studied his leg.
“Fine,” he said. “Not as sore as it was.”
She gave him a pensive look and he bent his head and pressed a kiss against her soft lips. “It’s good, little Kira.”
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes.” He studied her sweet face. “But if you don’t want to do this, that’s perfectly fine. We can keep watching TV.”
“No,” she said. “No, I want to give you a blowjob. If, uh, you still want that?”
He rubbed his thumb across her lower lip. “Trust me when I say it’s all I’ve thought about all day.”
“That might be slightly more pressure than I can handle,” she said with a small smile.
He cupped the back of her neck and dropped his mouth onto hers, kissing her with small nips and licks at her lips until she was moaning, and her hands were fisted into his shirt. He would never tire of her reaction to his touch.
“Believe me,” he said against her lips, “whatever you do will be amazing. Come to the bedroom with me, honey.”
She nodded and shut off the TV as he carefully stood up and grabbed his crutches. He crutched his way down the hall to the bedroom, Kira right behind him. He stood next to the bed and leaned his crutches against the wall before smiling at her. “You’re so beautiful, Kira.”
“Thank you.” She stood in front of him and tugged his shirt up over his head, dropping it on the floor. She ran her hands over his chest and leaned in to press a kiss just above his right nipple. “You’re beautiful too.”
He cupped the back of her skull as she kissed across his chest. When her tongue flicked across his nipple, he made a hoarse moan of need. She sucked experimentally as her fingers traced the waistband of his shorts and he gasped in air before tugging her head away. “Fuck, you’re going to make me come before I even feel your hot little mouth around my cock.”
She smiled shyly at him before tugging his shorts and briefs down his thighs. His cock sprang free, precum already coating the tip of it and she stroked him a few times as he groaned with pleasure.
“Lie in the middle of the bed, honey,” she said.
He sat down and she pulled off his shorts and briefs for him. He carefully lifted his right leg onto the bed and then the left and slid to the middle before lying on his back with his upper body propped up on the pillows.
Before she could lie down next to him, he said, “Naked. I want you naked while your mouth is on my dick.”
She blushed furiously but her hands were already stripping off her shirt and bra. She tugged her leggings and panties off, her face a soft red in the glow of the lamp on the nightstand. He studied her pale, naked body, his cock swelling and his balls throbbing for relief.
“So beautiful,” he said. “Come here.”
She sat down next to his hip, her fingers stroking across his abdomen as she stared at his cock. When her fingers curled around his throbbing length, he groaned and arched his back a little, encouraging her to rub harder and faster.
She curved her fingers over the top, collecting some of his precum on the tip of her index finger. He made a low moan of need when she licked it away.
“It’s good.” She gave him a shy look. “I was a little worried about, um, taste. I’ve heard it can taste really bad and… oh God, I mean, you don’t taste bad, you taste good. I’ve just heard that other men can taste bad, but I wasn’t expecting you to taste bad or anything, I wasn’t saying that. I was saying -”
“Kira.” He could hear the amusement in his voice.
She closed her mouth and then said, “I sound like an idiot.”
“No, just nervous. It’s all good, sweetheart. Whatever you do will feel good, I promise.”
“Any tips?” She rubbed his cock with long, firm strokes.
“No teeth and gentle with the balls,” he said.
She giggled. “Yeah, I figured that.”
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