Chapter Nine
Jake
As I start to wake up, I’m instantly aware of two things. One, I am definitely not in my own bed. This one is soft and smells like flowers. And two, there is a very soft hand wrapped around my hard-on. I crack open my eyes and feel like I’ve been struck by lightning. No, not at the action going on down below - even though that is a pretty damn awesome way to wake up. I’m struck by the sheer beauty of Erin with her hair all wild from sleep. Her make-up-free face is flawless and glowing. Her bare breasts are peeking over the top of the blanket.
“Mornin’,” I say as I watch her stroke me.
“Good morning,” she says with a shy smile. “There’s something that I’ve wanted to do since last night,” she purrs.
Hell yeah! “Well, by all means. Don’t let me stop you,” I add with a cocky smile. I lace my hands behind my head and just enjoy the show.
Erin runs her tongue down my shaft from the tip to the base. I feel it jump and pulse in her hand. She slowly starts to work her hand up and down, tracing the same path with her tongue and hand. It’s a delicious combination as she pleasures me with her mouth.
When she takes me inside of her warm mouth, I almost lift up off the bed. I’ve had my fair share of blowjobs before, but the feel of her lush mouth on me almost sends me over the edge and coming instantly.
She moves her mouth up and down – slowly at first and then gradually picking up speed, - applying gently suction from her mouth as she goes. I feel the familiar tightening in my balls and I know I’m close to coming. Erin starts to move faster, sucking harder, and gripping me tighter with her hand. When she reaches down and grabs a hold of my balls, I’m done.
“I’m going to come,” I warn her.
Her beautiful green eyes lock on mine and the determination is evident on her face. She tightens her hand further as she pumps and I come with force inside her mouth.
I’ve seen girls who shy away from the act of blowjobs or of getting anything in their mouth. Erin did neither of those. She welcomed it. If the look in her eyes is any indication, it seems to turn her on even more.
I lace my fingers through her hair as she continues to lick and suck me until I’m going limp in her hand. I lay back with my eyes closed and just enjoy the feeling of her mouth on me. “That was fucking awesome.”
“It was my first one,” she confesses quietly.
My eyes open and find hers. She has the cutest look on her face. It’s a combination of shyness and embarrassment. That look has always been one of my favorites.
“Well, you handled it like a pro. You’d never know it was your first time.” I reach down and grab her arms, pulling her up against my chest. “How is it possible that you’ve never done that before?”
“Well, my past boyfriends never seemed very interested in it. It just never really came up.”
“You have been dating the wrong kind of guys then, darlin’,” I say with another kiss of her full lips. I can’t seem to stop myself from wanting to kiss her.
“You’re probably right,” she adds.
I look over at the clock and see it’s after seven. Just enough time to return the favor, shower, and grab breakfast. Hell, maybe return the favor in the shower – you know what they say about two birds and one stone. “Let’s take a shower and grab breakfast before I have to go to work.”
“Okay,” she says as I lead her towards her master bath.
Inside, I turn on the hot water until I see the steam rising up in the air. After adding cold water and adjusting the temperature to a comfortable setting, I turn around and extend my hand to Erin. She doesn’t even hesitate to grab a hold of it. I pull her against me, my lips seeking out hers as if entirely on their own.
“I have morning breath,” she mumbles as I continue to kiss her.
“I don’t care. So do I.” She opens her mouth for me and I plunge my tongue inside, devouring her mouth with my own.
I pull her towards the tub and step inside. The water is warm and does wonders against my muscles. I grab a hold of the sides of her head and hold her still as I consume her lush mouth. I quickly remind myself that this moment is for Erin, to return the sexual favor I received this morning when I woke up.
I pull away from her face and guide her back towards the shower wall. She gasps as the cold wall touches her back. “Stay here,” I tell her.
I move the shower head so that it’s spraying her. I don’t want her to get cold, after all. Then I drop to my knees and spread her legs. I use my mouth and fingers to repeat what I did last night. This time, I add a second finger.
Erin’s hands are in my hair, gripping onto my head as she holds on for dear life. That act alone makes me want to bend her over and plunge into her. But, I won’t. At least not yet.