to you? Do you think I’d have the same reaction as you did?”
It was my turn to drain my glass before I clarified what she was asking. “You’re asking me, a man, if you’d get off from sucking my cock? Because there’s no way I can ride your face.”
She giggled and shrugged. “Duh. I mean, you seemed to like me sitting on your face. A lot. Maybe I’ll like sucking you off, too?”
Was she really this innocent? “Do you enjoy giving oral sex?” I didn’t want details but I needed to ask.
“I’ve never had an orgasm from it, but I’ve also never enjoyed getting it as much as I do. Now.”
I tried not to read too much into that, but I felt my chest puff out a little and a lightning bolt of warmth spread through my body. “I’m glad.”
“So, what do you think?”
It took every ounce of willpower I had not to strip down right there in the TV room and command her to suck me off.
“I think I have an idea. How do you feel about being tied up? Can’t move and just let the man pleasure you?”
“It’s a fantasy I’ve…thought about.”
Sweet God this woman was going to fucking kill me. “More moonshine?”
“Nah, I’m good.” The words came out breathless and her skin was flushed.
“Let’s go. I’ll give you a tour along the way.” I winked and held my hand out to her, feeling relief settle around me when she put her hand in mind, a small act of trust that meant something to me. I rushed through the tour and two minutes later we were on the top level at the entrance to my bedroom. “Here we are.”
“Big bed,” she said with a laugh. “Soft carpet too.”
A smile spread across my face, and I went to my dresser and pulled out a long black scarf. “This will heighten your arousal.”
“It will?” She sounded skeptical but the way her eyes darkened told me that Vanessa was already on board.
“Yeah. You won’t be able to use your hands, no matter how much you want to, and you’ll want to. Trust me.”
“I do.” The words came out on a whisper, which pleased me.
“Good.” Standing right in front of her, I kicked off my shoes. Removed my t-shirt. My jeans. My boxers. My cock twitched and strained toward her at the look on her face, equal parts surprise and wanting.
“My turn,” she whispered more to herself than to me. I saw the moment she gathered her courage and stripped down. Completely. “Tie me up.”
“You sure?” She nodded, and I leaned in, kissing her softly. Gently.
“Okay. Turn around.” I wrapped the scarf around her wrists in a figure eight, behind her back. Tight enough that she would feel restrained but not so tight she would panic. “Good?”
“Yep. Good.”
Her face was relaxed, no traces of fear anywhere. Just arousal that flared even darker when I guided her down to her knees. “You lead, Nessa. You give me pleasure.”
She shook her head. “No. I want you to take your pleasure, the way I did. I trust you.”
Fuck. Me.
My cock twitched again and Vanessa smiled when I gripped my cock in my hand and began to stroke. “Taste.” Her tongue flitted out and slicked over the tip of my cock, making me groan.
She was hesitant at first, taking me a little at a time, feeling me out and seeing how much of me she could take in her mouth at once. My cock was so hard it took all my effort not to fuck her sweet little mouth. Then she moaned and turned those blue eyes up at me. Pleading.
She wanted to experience this and she trusted me to guide her. It wasn’t something I took lightly so I held her face so she couldn’t look away and began to stroke into her mouth.
“Mmm,” she moaned and the sound vibrated through my balls and up my spine.
The more I moved, in and out of her mouth, the more she moaned, the shorter her breaths came out. The more her chest heaved. I slid deep, aware I was bigger than average and trying not to hurt her, and she began to shake. To vibrate. And then Vanessa took me deep on her own, bobbing her head with determination to get us both off.
Deeper and deeper she took me until my legs began to shake.
“Nessa.” She didn’t stop at my warning, sucking my cock like she couldn’t get enough as her body trembled with need and her