voice is deep and gravelly, forcing me to follow the command. When my eyes open I’m greeted with his handsome form looming over me. He looks very much like a man now, less like the person I’d grown up with for the last twenty years.
“That…” I don’t have the words to describe the way he’s made me feel tonight, and he must know it because he simply shakes his head and places two fingers against my lips. I wrap my lips around those fingers, the salty taste of my own release filling my mouth. It explodes against my tongue as Reed watches me with a hunger so wild in his eyes I wonder if he’s going to drop his dress slacks and climb on top of me.
Will I let him if he does?
“I thought you were gorgeous before, but there’s nothing quite as beautiful as you falling apart against my tongue and fingers.” I suck harder, wanting him so badly it almost hurts. When he pulls away disappointment fills me.
“Do you want me to…?” My voice trails off as I sit up, adjusting my dress top. With no panties on, I guess I’ll be walking home commando.
Reed runs a hand through his thick dark brown hair, and I’m not sure he’s doing it out of frustration or to stop himself from touching me.
I ignore his silence and make my way over to where he is standing, my body moving on its own accord as I drop to my knees in front of him. He goes solid, his blue eyes piercing mine when I reach for the button on his dress slacks.
“You don’t have to do that. Tonight was about you. I owed you an apology. The problem is I want to apologize again and again, but with my cock.” His response startles me because I’m not expecting him to want me as badly as I want him.
“But I want to…” I nibble nervously on my bottom lip. “Please?” I add, hoping the added measure helps. A ghost of a smile pulls at his lips as he whispers the next words.
“You’re so perfect, Fallon, so fucking perfect.” Excitement zings through me when I realize I’m actually going to do this. I’m going to suck my best friend’s cock, the man I’ve been fantasizing about since I was old enough to know what sex was.
I undo the button on his pants before I lose my courage. Reed cups my cheek, cradling it in his palm while running his thumb along my bottom lip. The second his slacks are undone they fall to the floor revealing a very naked, very excited Reed.
“You go commando?” I ask in shock. Reed merely smirks as I take in his huge length. He’s so long and thick, thicker than anything I’ve laid eyes on. As I stare at him, fear starts to trickle through me. How is that going to fit in any part of my body?
“Don’t be scared.” He must sense the tension rolling off of me. I push down the fear and wet my lips before taking his length into my hands. I won’t let my trepidation stop me from doing this.
He groans loudly at the touch of my hand, his head tipping back to look at the ceiling. I take the moment to lick the tip of his cock, my tongue swirling around the head gently. His hands drop to grip his thighs, the cords in his arms straining as though he’s holding himself back.
“Are you okay?” I ask, grinning impishly as I run one finger up and down his smooth shaft. The head is velvety soft, softer than I expected a cock to feel.
“I’m perfect,” he grits out through his teeth, and I hold back the laughter threatening to escape me, choosing to suck the head of his cock into my mouth. I open wide, trying to work more of him inside and alternating between sucking and licking, hoping like hell it feels good since I’ve only ever done this once before.
He moans, and I look up at him, the intense expression on his face making me press my thighs together with renewed need. Reed’s looking at me like I’m the center of his world and the feeling is addictive. I want him to always look at me this way.
There’s no way I can fit all of him in my mouth, so I wrap one hand around his base and stroke it up and down the part of his length not filling my