Hot as Heller (Aster Valley #3) - Lucy Lennox Page 0,39
after swiping over the slit with his tongue.
I bowed off the bed with a loud cry of relief and continued desperation. He’d barely taken me into his mouth, and I was ready to blow down his throat any minute.
God, I was going to humiliate myself, and I honestly didn’t care. At all.
“Suck it,” I begged. “More, please.”
He met my eyes and pinned me down with the intensity of his gaze. I couldn’t look away. I stared at him as he continued to take me apart with his lips and tongue. He wet his fingers at one point and began sliding them over my hole until my thighs trembled with need.
When he finally slid a thick finger inside me and bumped up against the right spot, it was all over. I screamed and arched up into his mouth, shoving myself deeper into his throat as the orgasm took the breath from my lungs and shot numb fire through my limbs.
The aftershocks kept coming as his mouth and finger seemed determined to short-circuit my brain. When I was finally completely spent, he moved up next to me and kissed me sweetly on the cheek. “Fuck, you’re stunning. I want to see you come again.”
I let out a breathy chuckle. “Fat chance. I might be young, but even I can’t rebound fast after something like that.”
He gazed at me with an unbelievably adoring expression on his face, something I’d never in a million years expected to see from a man, much less a man like Declan Stone.
It made me feel even more naked than I already was.
“Let me taste you,” I whispered.
His eyes darkened. “You sure?”
A laugh bubbled out of me. “You crazy?”
I scrambled up and pushed him onto his back before climbing on top of his larger body and kissing the fuck out of his face. He laughed and ran his hands over me until I moved down and got to work. There was already a sticky smear of precum in his happy trail, and it made me flush with a little pride that I’d turned him on enough to cause it.
I licked and sucked and explored, taking each of his fuzzy balls into my mouth and licking hard across his taint, until sucking his dick down my throat again. While I didn’t have much experience giving men head in the real world, I’d spent an embarrassing amount of time watching porn and imagining myself giving award-winning blow jobs once I found a man who wouldn’t run and blab to the press about them.
Declan Stone would be the last person on earth to blab to the press about getting sucked off by an actor.
It didn’t take long before Declan’s fingers tightened in my hair and he warned me he was going to come. I stayed locked on his cock while he came in a hot rush down my throat with a loud cry. It had been so long since I’d done this, since I’d had a mouthful of dick and craved its release, that I wanted to stay down there like some kind of cockwarmer after he came down from his high.
I laid my head on his inner thigh and ran my fingers through the hairs there. His thigh muscles twitched under my touch.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, reaching for one of my hands and moving his lips along the back of it and up my forearm with reverent, open-mouth kisses. “Inside and out. I didn’t see it before.”
Hot tears threatened to fill my eyes, and I took a slow, steady breath to banish them before they appeared and ruined everything. He already thought of me as a child. There was no reason to prove him right with a crying jag. “Not surprised. I learned a long time ago to play the game.”
My admission surprised me—how did this man make me want to admit things I never admitted to anyone?—but it didn’t seem to surprise him at all.
“It makes sense. Not sure there are many people in your situation who had an easy time becoming their true selves. When you’re encouraged to be someone else from a very early age and rewarded for doing it well… it seems only natural you’d lose the ability to show your true self.”
His hand toyed with my hair as I thought about what he said. “True. It’s especially hard when it comes from your mother. I was in college before I had the guts to find a therapist to help me work through it. It took two