"Yeah, babe, I missed you, and I hated that you weren't at my fight. I wanted my good luck kiss," he said and pulled me closer to him.
I snorted. "You won, so you didn't need a good luck kiss from me."
He kissed the tip of my nose. "I'll always need your good luck kisses, pretty girl."
He was undoing me!
"I missed you too, and I'm sorry for breaking your Xbox and for fightin' with you. I didn't mean any of what I said," I said and leaned my head against his.
He stroked my back with his hand. "Me too, I overreacted."
Not really, I broke an expensive machine. He was calmer than I would have been if it were something of mine. Way calmer.
"Let me make it up to you?" I whispered.
I heard him swallow. "How?"
I moved up, pushed him onto his back, and straddled him. He winced, and I frowned and looked down, but I couldn't see a thing so I reached over and flipped on my lamp. I looked back to Dominic and gasped.
His left ribcage was bruised, and his poor face was busted up again.
"I'm getting fed up with them hittin' your face! Why do they always go for the face?" I asked and leaned down to him, placing kisses over his bruised jaw and eyes.
Dominic smiled, and it sent a wave of need through me.
No one had the right to look so stunning with a bruised up face. No one!
I looked down to where I was sitting then slid down until I was straddling Dominic's shins instead of his hips.
"Bronagh," Dominic sat as he leaned up on his elbows and looked at me.
I smiled at him shyly.
"Just tell me what to do? I want to do this," I said.
He looked a little torn, so I frowned. "Please?"
He let out a choked laugh. "Don't beg to suck my cock, babe. You can do it whenever you want, I just want you to be sure that it's what you want to do. I'm always up - pun intended - for your mouth and hands on me, I just want you to be sure that you're doing it because you want to and not because I want you to."
I gave him another smile and reached up for his boxer briefs - it was all he had on - and gripped the waist band. They were already tented before I even touched them so that relaxed me knowing he was turned on and ready for me to attempt this… task?
No, not a task, this was something I wanted to do.
Lots of girls liked making their boyfriends feel good and apparently I was no different. The knowledge that I was doing stuff a normal girlfriend would do made me happy.
"Dominic," I breathed when I pulled his boxers to his knees.
It might have been rude, but I couldn't help it. I stared and I stared for a solid minute before flicking my eyes upwards.
"That will really hurt me, won't it?" I asked, my voice cracking with nerves.
"The first time always hurts for girls, but when we do come together for the first time I'll be really gentle. I promise," he assured me.
I was amazed that he could sound so sweet and sincere while his fully erect penis was resting up against his stomach; that was how big it was. It was thick and long; I really was afraid it would hurt me when we eventually did have sex, but I pushed the thought away.
"A blowjob. How do I give you one? Educate me."
Dominic spluttered with laughter, lay back on the pillow, and carefully scrubbed his face with his hands.
"Don't say it like that! I'm trying to think of how to ask you to lick and suck on me without sounding - Jesus!"
I smiled when I looked upwards and drew my tongue away from the salty tip of Dominic's cock and looked at his face and how it changed when I put my mouth on him.
I repeated the lick and started from the base this time and dragged my tongue and then sucked around the tip. It was shockingly surprising how similar it was to sucking on a lollipop, I just had to remember not to bite.
"Use your hand as well, put it on my cock and work it up and down in time with your mouth and - oh yeah, that's it. Just like that, fuck that's good," he groaned. "Suck a little harder… flick your tongue around the head, yes! Keep doing that, fuck, just like that."
Being praised for giving a blowjob was actually empowering, it made me feel very womanly.
"Bronagh, ease up on the sucking now, I can't - Fuck! Baby, please, I want this to last."
He was panting, literally panting, and I felt bloody amazing that I was reducing him to that.
I removed my mouth from his cock with a pop and kissed down his length until I lifted it up and came to his balls. I knew they were the sensitive part; Jason dropped enough times when I kneed him there and even Dominic before we got together, so I wondered if they would be sensitive to a kiss.
I tested it out and earned a little groan; I licked one then the other, and his hips bucked into my face a little. I went for the grand prize and carefully sucked one into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.
Dominic was making low noises and kept bucking his hips into my face, so I took it as a good sign and repeated my actions with the other ball. I was sucking on his ball!
I wanted to laugh at my thoughts, but I didn't because that would just be a mood killer. I felt his hands on my hair as I licked my way back up to the tip of his cock and looked at his face as I took the head into my mouth.
"Fuck me," he breathed as he watched me. "I could come just with the sight of you sucking my cock alone, baby."
I was practically purring with glee as I moved my hand back under my mouth and worked it up and down, sucking hard every so often earning a loud groan that shocked me a little. I didn't think males could make those type of groaning noises, but apparently they could.
"Damien in drag clothes, Kane in high heels. Alec in a tutu-"
I looked up at Dominic as I continued my work and found his eyes closed as he talked to himself about his brothers in all types of get-ups.
I wanted to ask what the fuck he was doing but didn't want to stop, because I wanted him to orgasm soon. My jaw was started to kill me, and my arm felt like it was about to fall off.
I picked up my pace, sucking harder until I was sure my jaw would lock. Dominic's sentences got quicker as well then, perfectly in time with my strokes.
"Ryder naked, Alec naked, Damien naked, Kane naked. All of them fucking- Oh fuck, Bronagh, I'm coming!" I felt the hot spurts of his salty liquid coat my tongue as he finished talking.
I resisted the urge to gag as I swallowed it down, it was very salty and not good at all.
It was actually disgusting.
I sat back on my heels and looked at Dominic with his arms spread across the bed; his cock slowly softened against his stomach, and his face looked like he was already asleep.
"Dominic?" I poked his belly.
He popped an eye open, so I smiled at him.
"I did good?" I asked.
He lazily lifted his hand, gave me a thumbs up, and winked at me. "A fucking plus, baby girl. A fucking plus."
I inwardly did a happy dance; it wasn't as hard - no pun intended - as I thought it would be. My mouth and hand hurt more than I thought it would, but it wasn't hard!
"Why were you talkin' about your brothers in weird clothes?" I asked with a smile.
He shrugged. "Trying to think of anything but what you were doing so I wouldn't come."
I frowned. "Wait, so lads think about sex all the time but durin' sex and sex acts they think of anythin' but it?"
"Yep."
"That's so stupid, why not just embrace it-"
"'Cause it would be over before it started if I did that. I wasn't joking when I said the sight of your mouth on my cock was enough to make me come."