You Had Me at Hockey (Bears Hockey #2) - Kelly Jamieson Page 0,40

She flutters her eyelashes.

“That’s so fucking hot.”

She bends her head and I’m nearly crying in anticipation of her mouth on me. But first she holds my cock flat against my belly and drags her tongue over my balls.

Sensation burns and twists through my body. I make a low guttural noise, still watching her.

She does it again, and again, long slow licks, then so gently she sucks my tender skin into her hot mouth. White-hot electricity bolts up my spine.

She glances up at me, and holy hell, her face is gorgeous…so hungry, so focused, her lips shiny. Then she returns her attention to my eager dick. With one hand wrapped around the shaft, she slides it down, pulling back the foreskin to lick all around the head. And then she takes me inside her mouth.

“Jesus…”

I reach for her head, threading my fingers through her mass of wavy hair to hold it back so I can see what she’s doing, even though I’m half blind with lust. Her mouth and hand combine into a smooth rhythm, up and down, sensation swelling in a hot helix. She stops at the crown, swirls her tongue around, then resumes sliding her lips over me.

Another unintelligible noise rises to my lips as electricity burns over my skin. “Yeah…fuck yeah, that feels amazing…suck me.”

Her other hand slips beneath my tight balls, fondling them, brushing over the cheeks of my ass. My legs fall wider apart as I’m nearly delirious with bliss. She pulls off my cock, her hand still moving, and smiles as if admiring it. “You really are beautiful,” she whispers.

My hands tighten in her hair, and she sucks on me again, slowing at the top to let her lips slide over me as if she’s savoring me. Christ, that only heightens every electrified nerve ending in my body.

“I’m close,” I growl. “Like, right there…”

She gives a tiny nod and I can’t help but thrust up into her mouth, faster. She picks up the tempo, her hand jerking me, her mouth sucking me, and I go fucking blind as fiery sensation erupts in my balls, shoots out my dick, and sizzles up my spine. I come in hard, throbbing pulses. I think I may have shouted, but I’m not sure. My arms drop to the mattress at my sides and my chest heaves. I’m vaguely aware of Sara licking and kissing the head of my cock, then crawling up to collapse beside me.

“Call 911,” I mumble. “I need an ambulance.”

She giggles. “We already did that.”

“Oh right.”

Holy shit. Did I just make a joke about an ambulance? What is happening to me?

We lie there for a few minutes, until my heart stops slamming against my ribs and returns to somewhat normal. “Okay,” I finally say. “We need to talk about this virginity thing.”

“Do we have to?”

I huff out a laugh.

“It’s not that big a deal,” she adds. “I just want to do it.”

I sit up and strip off my shirt, which is all sweaty and wrinkled. Then I roll back down and shift to my side. Sara is facedown with her head turned my way. I stroke my hand slowly down her smooth back and meet her eyes.

“How come?” I ask quietly.

She knows what I mean. “Lots of reasons,” she says. “It’s not like I was ‘waiting’ for anything. It just…never happened. When I was growing up, my parents told me I could do anything, that I had so many opportunities that were never open to women before me. I felt that pressure…I had to get great marks at school, do all kinds of extracurricular activities, get into a good college…there was never time for boys in there. And…on top of that, I wasn’t all that attractive to boys anyway.” She makes a face.

“I find that hard to believe.”

“Sometime I’ll show you my high school yearbook.” She gives me a wry smile.

I smile back.

“I told you about my depression. I dropped out of college because I was so depressed, I couldn’t even do assignments or study. I just didn’t care. All I wanted to do was sleep and watch Dr. Pimple Popper videos.”

I choke and she gives me a faint smile.

“I needed to do something else. Since then, my priority has been figuring out my life and what I really want. And since my videos took off, I’ve been so busy I don’t have time for hookups. I felt like I had better things to do than bang guys I didn’t even like that