But then I gaze at Damon and take in his slightly parted mouth and his flushed cheeks and think I’ve so got this.
I move agonizingly slow on purpose, not only because it seems to frustrate him, which turns me on, but because it gives me time to work through the nerves. I need to get over them soon because I won’t be able to keep this level of control for long. I want him under me. On top of me. All over me.
My mouth traces his hairless chest, and I love the smooth, flat skin of his pecs under my tongue. I moan around his nipple, and he hisses. As I move farther down, a small trail of dark hair leads from his belly button to my end goal.
He lets out an impatient grunt when my hands fumble with his belt and zipper. I glance up at him, and his biceps bulge as he holds onto the headboard he’s strapped to. I already know Damon doesn’t like giving up control. Having me take the lead has to be hard for him, but for me, seeing him on the last thread of his restraint, I’ve never seen anything sexier.
I’m the one in charge, and the power trip goes straight to my head.
Leaning back on my heels and kneeling in front of him, I reach back and take my shirt off. I want skin on skin. I want everything.
Damon watches me as I climb off the bed and stand. His eyes follow my hand as I drop my pants and kick them off with my shoes and socks. He helps me by toeing off his own shoes, and then I’m reaching for his jeans.
He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth. “Do you know how hard it is not to boss you around right now?”
“Yup. And I love it. This is my show.”
Damon throws his head back. “Can you at least go a bit faster?”
What do I do? I take off his pants and boxers so slow I’m sure it’s some kind of record for the slowest undressing in history.
“Just so you know, I hate you,” he grumbles.
“You won’t in a minute.” I blanket his body, our cocks lining up perfectly. The smallest roll of my hips has me panting. “God, this feels good,” I say as our bodies move against one another.
“Take us both in your hand,” he orders.
“My show,” I remind him. “Or do I need to gag you like you did to me?”
“You can stop me from talking by kissing me.” Damon loves my mouth, I’m finding out. And I’m one hundred percent cool with that.
I put all my weight on my left side as I kiss him, and move my right hand down and in between us. It’s hard to get my fist around us both, but I slick us with precum from … I don’t know which one of us it’s from. Probably both.
I’m painfully hard, my balls heavy and my cock ready to explode. I give us a hard pump, and the air turns serious. Gone are the jokes, the teasing, the going slow. My wrist is at an odd angle, but the pain isn’t enough to take away from the pleasure zinging through my body. All that’s left between us is the need to come.
It takes all my strength to hold off. I don’t want Damon to come in my hand—I want my mouth on him—but I’m reluctant to pull away.
Damon rips his mouth away from mine and grunts.
“Not yet,” I say and frantically release us both. “Come in my mouth.” I don’t know where my boldness has come from, and after my nerves, part of me thinks I would be a little hesitant to do this, but I’m not. I want it. I want it all. In an instant, I’m sliding down him so I’m eye-level with his impressive cock. Its velvety skin is pulled tight, ready for release.
“You don’t have to.”
“I know I don’t have to. I want to. Fucking duh.”
I never understood when girls say they love giving head because it means they’re in control. I’m always like Yeah, okay, you’re the one with my cock in your mouth. Pretty sure fucking your face means I hold all the cards. But as my mouth wraps around Damon, and he squirms underneath me, I understand it completely. I’m in charge of when he comes. I’m the one driving him crazy. His salty skin tastes so fucking good I could do this forever. Or until my jaw locks up—one or the other.
And okay, yeah, relaxing my throat is difficult at first because my gag reflex is telling me I can’t take much more, but I’m determined to be awesome at this. Except, when I push through it, I push too far, and a weird snorting choking sound comes out of my nose, because I refuse to clamp down on Damon’s dick.