“Mmm. I can’t make the man I care about be in pain with the need to have an orgasm, can I?” she giggled. “You gave me the most amazing orgasms, and I want to do the same for you.”
Opening her lips, she took as much of my cock as she could into her mouth without gagging. “Son of a bitch,” I said, cursing.
“Angel, for someone who was a virgin, you sure know how to suck cock.” I wasn’t going to point out a few of her faults. Her inexperience was part of her charm. Some women could take a cock to the back of the throat and swallow the tip down without causing a problem. I knew she wasn’t ready for that. The feel of her lips surrounding me was pure Heaven. There was no way I wanted her to touch me because I didn’t know how long I’d be able to last the moment she got her mouth on me. When she took me deeper still, I gasped. I was near to erupting inside her sweet mouth. Sheer willpower and years of experience kept my orgasm under control, but only just. Watching her lips wrap around my cock was too much. Squeezing my eyes shut, I quickly recited the alphabet to keep myself in control. Not only did I want to enjoy it, but I also wanted Mia to enjoy it. I opened my eyes and watched her as she pulled up off my cock, and my dick was glistening from the moisture of her mouth. This was Heaven, or maybe it was Hell, whatever it was, I didn’t want it to end.
I watched as she slid my cock to the back of her throat and then pulled back up. For a virgin, she was doing really well. “Don’t use your teeth,” I said.
How had she learned to do this? She didn’t look nervous about exploring my cock at all. I wasn’t conceited and I knew I was big. Plenty of the women I’d fucked had said the same thing: I had a big dick and blowing me was a chore. Mia looked to be enjoying it. I gripped my hand inside her hair, taking over the pace of her mouth, thrusting my hips up to meet her. I let her have everything, and her moan vibrated up the length of my shaft. My balls tightened, and I growled with new hunger. If she wanted all of me, then she could have me.
“Suck it, baby,” I said. I eased up my hold on her, giving her time to get used to my thrusts. “That’s it, sweetheart. Take me into your mouth. You feel so fucking good sucking my dick. Suck it tighter.” Mia did as I asked. Her nails sank into the flesh of my thighs. Staring into the depths of her eyes, I was lost. I spoke to her while she sucked me. Watching Mia suck me and loving it was a dream come true. She sucked me harder when I asked her to, taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth. The trust she was showing undid me, and I could not control my reactions around her. Seeing her on her knees servicing my cock deep inside her sweet mouth was driving me over the edge. I held her head still, taking over and thrusting between her lips. I knew I was close, as my balls were tight aching for release. I could feel the signs of my impending orgasm.
“Fuck, Mia, you better move away, otherwise, you’ll get a mouthful of my cum,” I warned her. I moaned as Mia didn’t move away. Her lips stayed put, and the pressure of her hands on my thighs increased. Mia’s head bobbed over my erection, and I thrust up to meet her. I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back for much longer.
One ... two ... three thrusts later and my cock filled her mouth, my cum shooting to the back of her throat. I flooded her mouth with my cum. I expected her to spit it out, but then I saw her throat working fast to swallow. She then proceeded to lick my shaft clean.
“You are pure sin,” I told her. “Complete and total sin and you are all mine.” I pulled her up into my arms. Fuck, I think I love her, and it has nothing to do with the sex we just shared. What we shared in those moments, I had never shared with anyone else.
“I take it you like my mouth on you,” she said.
“I more than liked it, baby. I fucking loved it.” I took her lips and kissed her deeply, tasting myself on her tongue. I didn’t mind it one bit.
“So I passed my first lesson?”
“With flying fucking colours, angel.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
MIA
I had just stepped out of the shower when my phone rang. A few moments later, the receiver nearly dropped from my nervous fingers. My whole body had gone numb and I blinked with disbelief; all thoughts of surprising Zane with breakfast had vanished.
“Angel? Who was that on the phone?” Zane said, creeping up behind me.
“It was Max.”
“What’s wrong?”
The words stuck in my throat.
“Sweetheart, you’re scaring me. What’s going on?”
“My brother, Mic, is missing.”
“What?”
I swallowed, my mouth feeling dry as dust. “The army sent notification to my parents that Miccah and two other guys were left behind on patrol in Afghanistan."