I peek up at him, finding him watching me with such desire it makes me uncharacteristically bold. His length twitches as I bring my mouth to him and I place a soft kiss to the head. A groan escapes his lips and I continue kissing and adoring every glorious inch.

His hands don’t move from his sides until I take him into my mouth. Gently, his fingers thread through my hair and he applies the slightest pressure guiding me as I suck and lick.

I know he’s holding back, but screw that I want everything he’s willing to give. I take him deeper until he hits the back of my throat and I peer up to meet his tortured gaze. I try to smile around him, telling him with the look of pure bliss I know must be on my face that it’s okay to let go.

He answers by pulling my hair tighter until the slightest prick of my scalp sends pulsing waves of pleasure through my body. He takes my mouth until tears leak from my eyes and I fight my gag reflex, but it’s the hottest moment of my life.

A rumble leaves his chest and when I think he’s going to come, he surprises me by stepping back and pulling me to my feet. I’m uncoordinated and a bit dizzy as he holds me upright and wipes a thumb across my lips cleaning up the saliva gathered around them. “Your mouth is perfection, Kitty, but when I come, I want to be buried balls deep inside you.”

My body hums in anticipation and I sit on the end of the bed, so ready for that and more.

He steps to me with a wicked grin and dips low, taking my legs and throwing them over his shoulders. My panties are gone in a flash, dress now bunched up around my hips, and his mouth meets my sex.

Holy sh– crap.

The vibration of his laugh against my sensitive flesh earns another moan. Guess I said that out loud. “You’re fucking adorable censoring your curse words when I’ve got my tongue on your pussy.”

“Force of habit.” I just barely get the words out before his teeth join the action and I scream – not in pain but in pure ecstasy.

He guides me on to my stomach and lifts my ass into the air, continuing the sweet torture on my clit and bringing a finger to the party. “Christ, you’re so wet.”

His finger glides smoothly in and out as he drops open mouth kisses on my thighs and ass. My face goes hot as he spreads my cheeks and keeps right on kissing me. Oh my God, he’s going to lick my ass. The realization hits me too late and I have no time to be bashful, or flip over before his tongue pushes inside my hole in sync with his fingers below.

“Fuuuck.” There’s no use censoring my words as I get my first rim job. Is that what the kids are calling it these days? Or ever? I wouldn’t know since I’ve never discussed it. Let alone had it performed.