Free Web NovelChapter 89: Chapter 89 - Reciprocate
Her breath came out in short puffs. She was burning up and wanted to cover herself with the thick comforter, but she couldn’t. Not yet. She had something else to do first.
She wanted to pay him back. He’d taken her to the edge and pushed her over it.
She’d come so hard she was still feeling it, her whole body still tingling. Now it was her turn. Now she wanted to make him moan and shudder the way she had. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
She tugged on his arm, trying to pull him down onto the bed with her. He resisted for a second, and she hesitated. What if he didn’t want it? What if she was being too forward? But then she remembered the way he’d looked at her when she came, and she pushed those doubts aside.
She wanted to give him something he wouldn’t forget. Or at least try.
She straddled him, her thighs squeezing his waist. She could feel his cock against her ass, still hard. She pressed down on it, grinding against him, and she heard him suck in a breath.
He might not be making any noise, but she knew he liked it. She could see it in the way he looked at her, the way his eyes got dark and intense.
She bent down and kissed him. She meant for it to be a quick kiss, but as soon as their lips touched, she didn’t want to stop. His mouth opened to hers, and their tongues tangled together. She felt his hand on her back, sliding down to grab her ass, and she groaned into his mouth.
"Still tender?" he asked quietly.
She nodded, unable to trust her voice.
He studied her for a long moment, eyes dark and assessing, then nodded once in return. "Sleep," he said, already shifting as if to move her aside, as if this was enough for him.
She stopped him.
"I want to do it too," she whispered, her face burning. She wanted him to know what she meant, but she couldn’t say the words. "I want to make you feel good."
She felt him go still beneath her, and for a second she thought she’d misread him. But then he relaxed.
"Okay," he said, and that was all the permission she needed.
She kissed him again, but this time it was different. This time she was in charge.
She moved her lips down his jaw, his neck, licking and sucking at his skin the way he had done to her. He tasted salty, and she liked it. She bit down gently on his earlobe and felt him shiver beneath her. She trailed her tongue down his chest, flicking at his nipples and feeling them harden.
When she bit one, she heard him grunt, and she looked up to see his hands fisted in the sheets. She smiled and moved lower, her tongue tracing circles on his abs, his hips. She nuzzled into the soft hair at the base his cock, breathing in that musky male scent. She felt him twitch and looked up at him through her lashes.
"Keep going," he rasped, his voice thick with desire.
She licked his balls and sucked one gently into her mouth. His hips jerked off the bed, and she heard him mutter a curse.
Emboldened by his reaction, she wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and stroked him. He was so hard, so hot, and she loved the feel of him in her hand. She licked a stripe up his length and swirled her tongue around the head, tasting the bead of pre-cum that had pooled there.
He was breathing hard now, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and she felt a rush of power. She was doing this to him. She was making him lose control.
She opened her mouth and took the tip of his cock inside, sucking gently. His hand came up to tangle in her hair, and she looked up at him. His eyes were blazing, and she felt a jolt of electricity run through her body.
"Careful," he hissed. "Watch your teeth."
She nodded and tried to relax her jaw. She took more of him into her warm mouth, but it wasn’t easy.
He was so big, so thick, and she wasn’t sure she could take all of him. But she wanted to try. She bobbed her head, taking a little more with each stroke, feeling him hit the back her throat.
She gagged and pulled back, coughing and wiping at her mouth. He was watching her, his eyes intense, and she felt her pussy clench.
"Here," he said, reaching down and wrapping her fingers around his cock. "Like this."
He showed her how to stroke him, how to twist her wrist just right. She followed his lead, her hand moving up and down his shaft as she licked at the head. The taste of him was salty, musky, and she found she liked it. She swirled her tongue around, tasting every inch of him, and then sucked him back into her mouth.
His hips jerked, and she heard him moan. It was a low, guttural sound, and she felt it all the way to her core.
She started to bob her head, taking him deeper with each stroke.
Outdo every porn she watched.
As if she can... but she will choke trying.
She nodded, adjusting, trying to angle her jaw, making sure she didn’t hurt him. She forced her mouth wider, self-conscious about how she must look. No one looked good like this. Not with lips stretched that far.
Maybe pornstars.
But when she glanced up, his expression made her forget all of that.
He was completely focused. Jaw locked. Eyes burning. Like he was holding himself back.
It made her want to try harder.
She used one hand to stroke him, the other steadying the base. She sucked the head again. freёwebnovel.com
He groaned.
She looked up again, and this time his jaw was clenched, his grip tightening in her hair. She stuffed more of him in her mouth, one hand stroking while the other steadied, and slowly started to get the rhythm.
Her saliva made everything easier.
She felt more comfortable now, confident. She could do this.
Her own body was on fire. Her pussy throbbed, wetness spreading faster by the second. She reached down, touched her clit, rubbing in time with her mouth, unable to hold back.
When he saw what she was doing, he groaned again, hips lifting, a soft curse under his breath.
His moans, his grunts, the way his hands gripped her hair, it all made her wetter. His eyes were on her like he couldn’t look away, devouring her.
She tried to take more. Gagged.
Then he moved.
He went deeper, and her eyes widened. Her throat closed around him. She almost choked, nose dripping, eyes watering, then she felt it. Heat on her tongue. Liquid sliding down.
She could feel him swelling, growing impossibly thicker, and she knew he was close.
"Fuck," he groaned, his hips snapping up to meet her mouth.
His words spurred her on, and she took him as deep as she could. When she gagged this time, she didn’t stop. She pushed through, relaxing her throat and taking all of him. She felt his cock swell, and then she was swallowing his cum. It was hot and thick, and she gagged again, but she forced herself to take it.
When he finally finished, she pulled back, gasping for breath. Her head was spinning, and she could taste him in her mouth. It wasn’t a bad taste. It was strong and bitter, but it was him, and she liked that she could still taste him.
He pulled her up his body and kissed her deeply. She could still taste herself on his tongue, and it made her feel wanton and sexy. She loved the feel of his lips on hers, the way his tongue explored her mouth. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his softening cock and stroked it gently.
"You okay?" he asked when he finally pulled away. His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were still glazed with pleasure.
She nodded. "I’m perfect," she whispered, smiling up at him.
