Chapter Sixteen
Lincoln
“I *want* to make you feel good, too,” she says, looking me straight in the eyes as she straddles my thighs while her little hand works my cock up and down.
“Fuck,” I moan, thrusting up into her palm. “Are you sure? Baby, you don—fuck!” I growl out a curse as she unzips my jeans and slips her hand inside, wrapping her warm palm around my rock-hard shaft.
Having her hand on me, touching me, *Dear God, it’s better than I imagined,* I think to myself, but then my big head tries to see reason where my little head just wants to feel good, as it argues, *This isn’t right, as much as you want this, for her to get you off, to make you cum, she doesn’t need to do this. First, it’s a hand job, then she will be sucking on my cock, and then before I even know how, I’ll be buried balls deep inside of her pussy, pounding away as I lose myself inside of her.* My cock grows even harder in her grasp at the mere thought, as she swipes her thumb over my head, spreading the bead of precum around as she strokes me. *Fuck, imagine how good it would be to be buried down her throat, or inside of her pussy.*
“Do you like that?” She asks, her voice low and husky, the sound sending a shot of need straight to my balls. “Is this okay?”
“Fuck, baby girl,” I groan, as I cup her jaw, then lower my mouth to hers.
She immediately opens for me, allowing me to deepen the kiss as, I thrust my tongue in and out of her mouth, much the same as I would like to do to her pussy with both my tongue and my cock.
I slow the kiss and then bring my forehead to rest against hers, my breathing beginning to grow rapidly as she continues stroking me, “Can I…” She begins but then stops herself, licking that fucking bottom lip, which causes me to groan and strain against her palm.
“Can you what, baby girl? Use your words.” I demand, unable to take my eyes from her mouth as her tongue slips out to lick her lip again, clearly nervous.
“Can…can I t-taste you?”
“Fuck, baby girl,” I groan as I stare into her vivid green eyes. “Fuck, I want that, but this is more than enough.”
“I want to,” she says in a near whisper. “Will you...teach me?”
*Teach her? Fuck, this girl is going to be the death of me.* Then, a thought occurs to me, *Exactly how innocent is she? I mean, I knew that she hadn’t been touched, but she’s never done anything?*
“Have you ever sucked cock before, baby girl?” I ask and she digs her teeth into her bottom lip again, shaking her head back and forth in answer, and I can't help the growl that tears out of my throat at the thought of being the first.
“Come here,” I tell her as I reach out and pull her hand from my cock and then guide us both to the head of the bed. I get up on my knees and lean my back against her headboard, my hard cock jutting up and out, just begging for some more attention. As she looks at my cock, she starts licking her lips and her eyes, fuck, she looks hungry.
“Kneel down on the bed before me,” I instruct and when she does as she’s told, my cock weeps with excitement at the thought of having her mouth on me. I cup her cheek, my fingers curling around the nape of her neck as I run my thumb along her bottom lip and then guide her closer. “Open your mouth.”
She opens her full, fuckable lips, licking them again as she focuses on my cock and leans forward, darting her tongue out to lick my tip.
“Fuck,” I growl, my cock jumping in excitement. Reaching down, I stroke myself from root to tip a few times, and then, still having my hand at the nape of her neck, I guide her still-open mouth to my cock. *Dear, God,* I think as she closes her lips over my head and begins swirling her tongue around the sensitive skin at my crown. Slowly, I move my hips forward, sinking a little more of my cock into her mouth, until I’m about halfway in and my tip is hitting the back of her throat.
Being that it’s her first time sucking cock, I decide that I’m not going to make her choke on it by forcing her to take any more and instead, remove my hand from her, pressing both of them to her wooden headboard, to try and keep me from controlling her movements, and let her take the lead, wanting to see what she will do with free reign of my cock.
Gently, she grasps ahold of my base between her thumb and two fingers and begins bobbing her head up and down, as if she’s trying to figure out both what she’s doing and what I like.
I moan at the movement, just loving having her pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock. She continues bobbing her head up and down for a few minutes, getting a good rhythm going and I decide to feed her a little bit more of myself and thrust my hips forward just an inch, causing her to moan at the movement, her eyes going wide in surprise but the green of her pupils a now more of a dark green, instead of the vivid green that they usually are, giving away just how much she's enjoying sucking my cock.
“You like that?” I ask breathlessly, as I slowly thrust in and out of her mouth, and she hums her answer while also trying to move her head up in down. “Think you can handle more?”
“Mmmmm,” she hums again, the vibrations shooting straight to my balls. Thrusting forward faster than I had intended, she gags on my length, as I accidentally force her to take all ten inches of me.
Raleigh begins to cough, panicking as she begins choking on me.
“It’s okay, calm down,” I tell her as I pull back, allowing her to catch her breath and calm down.
I run calming hands through her hair, down her neck and shoulders until she doesn't appear to be quite so panicked.
When she’s calmed down enough, she nods and then opens her mouth again, ready for me.
“When my cock hits the back of your throat, swallow just like you would if you were swallowing something to eat or drink,” I explain, causing her to cock a disbelieving eyebrow at me, but like a good girl, she does as I say once I’m back at the very back of her throat and pushing further.
“Just like that,” I encourage.
“Stay calm,” I tell her when she tries to breathe through her nose, not getting much if any, air.
“Just like that—fuck, you feel good,” I groan when I’m once again fully seated down her throat. She has tear tracks going from her eyes down her cheeks and bits of slobber at the corners of her mouth and she’s a fucking vision.
“Such a good girl,” I tell her as I caress her cheek and then trail my hand through her hair as I guide her movements. As I do this, she adjusts how she’s sitting on the bed, wraps both of her hands around my thighs, and braces herself against me as though she’s ready to really get to work.
And fuck does she, it doesn’t take long before she gets a good rhythm going and is sending me closer and closer to the edge.
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