Interlude
Interlude
I see the flash in your eyes and quickly kneel down at the foot of the bed between your legs, gently grasping your throbbing cock. “Close your eyes.”
You look steadily into mine, saying nothing. I stare back and begin to frown when I realize you’re not going to do as I asked.
Feeling the blood rush to my cheeks, I lower my eyes, refusing to meet yours, and take you into my hot, moist mouth. I stroke, and squeeze, lick and suck gently, listening to your reaction, your breathing, ignoring your husky whispers to look at you. Until your voice changes. Until that hint of steel enters your tone and makes me flinch. “Nicole. Look at me!”
I look up, a deer in headlights, and freeze my movements. You direct look, so intimate, so possessive, makes my body hum. But I\'m still uncomfortable with you watching. Glaring back at you, I jump up and walk to your side.
\"Maybe I need to block your view.\" I climb on top of you, sixty-nine position, and run my tongue up and down your shaft.
Startled, aroused, and faintly annoyed, you latch on to me with your mouth, and bring both hands down sharply on my ass. I try to ignore what you\'re doing to me and focus solely on you, but with your soft head on the roof of my mouth, the sting building on my ass, and your hot, warm mouth working wonders on my pussy, I peak and cry out for you to stop. You don\'t, until I scramble off of you, and stand beside the bed, breathing hard and rubbing my ass.
You smile at the image and hold my eyes, waiting. Tilting my nose in the air (don\'t all females do that) I return to the foot of the bed and slowly kneel down. Taking you once again into my mouth, I suck you gently, looking up when I hear my name spoken in a warning tone.
Squirming, I hold your steady gaze, and trembling slightly, try to show you all I know about pleasing a man. Scant knowledge, I\'m sure. But it works. When you buck and let out a low, strangled groan, I know it works. I pull back, and catch your shooting cream in one hand, gently rubbing it in between my fingers and pumping steadily with the other hand.
You stay firm in my hand. A miracle. A gift. Holding your gaze, I lower my mouth once more.