Encouraged that he seemed to enjoy her experimentation, she drew the flat of her tongue over the bulge of one nut and then sucked on it gently. She’d known that this area of a man was incredibly sensitive to pain, but she hadn’t been sure if that was true for pleasure. The deep moan of bliss her lover—her lover—produced exhilarated Toni. What other sexy sounds was the man capable of producing besides making a bass guitar purr?
Her hand circled his shaft, and she lifted her head to stare at his huge cock. It was already seeping fluid. A single drop glistened in the narrow slit at the tip. Toni decided she’d much rather have its lengthy thickness pounding into her hot and achy pussy, but she’d told him she wanted to suck him, so she wasn’t going to change tactics now. You can do this, Toni. She used her hand to direct him into her mouth. Her first taste of him wasn’t what she expected. Salty. Musky. She wasn’t sure if she could take an entire mouthful of his cum. Was she supposed to swallow it? Spit it out? What was the proper procedure the first time you sucked a guy off? Toni decided she needed more experienced friends who would tell her these things. Maybe Reagan would give her advice if she asked, but she couldn’t tell Logan to hold on for a moment while she ran to ask Reagan if she should swallow.
His fingers untangled from the bedclothes and he stroked her hair gently with one hand. “Feels good, baby. You’re so beautiful. I’m crushing so hard on you right now.”
Okay, she would totally swallow. Now she just had to excite him enough to get the opportunity. She drew him deeper into her mouth. Deeper. Deeper. Triggered her gag reflex. Drew away abruptly, choking and retching in a most embarrassing fashion.
Her stomach still clenching with spasms, she buried her face in the mattress beside his hip. Humiliated, she prayed an alien would beam her onto the mother ship and fly her to a distant galaxy.
Logan touched the back of her head. “Are you okay?”
“Don’t laugh,” she pleaded, her voice muffled by the bedding.
“I’m not laughing. You don’t have to deep throat it. The head is the most sensitive part anyway.”
She knew that. Everyone knew that. Okay, so maybe she hadn’t known that. But now she did.
“Do you want to try again?” he asked. “Or can I rip off your shirt and fuck your gorgeous tits?”
Her eyes widened. What? How would that be any fun? Or even possible? She lay there for a while trying to picture how one had her tits fucked.
“Toni?”
She lifted her head to look at him. “You can fuck my tits some other time,” she said. “I’m going to try the blow-job thing again.”
He bit his lip, and she could tell he was trying really hard not to laugh. She slapped his belly and eyed the thing that had tried to choke her to death.
“Would you hold it against me if I gave you some instructions?” he asked.
“I’d be relieved actually.” Perhaps he would save her from embarrassing herself again.
“Hold the base with one hand,” he said.
She shifted into a more comfortable position on her knees and one elbow, and used her free hand to grab the base of his cock.
“Not quite that tight,” he said breathlessly.
“Sorry.” She loosened her grip.
“Perfect. Nothing hurts worse than a pair of sharp teeth scraping over the surface of your cock.”
“Nothing?”
“Few things,” he amended. “So keep your teeth covered with your lips, like this.” He demonstrated by drawing his lips in over his teeth.
“Have you done this before, Logan?”
He laughed. “Uh, not personally, no.”
She mimicked his teeth-covering technique and looked at him for approval.
He stroked a stray piece of her hair behind her ear. “Have I mentioned that I’m crushing on you hard?” He snatched her glasses off her nose and set them down on the bed beside him.
She nodded, still making her I’m-about-to-suck-your-cock face.
“Go ahead.” He nodded toward his lap.
Her shoulders tense with nerves, she directed him into her mouth, but didn’t make the mistake of shoving him down her throat this time.
“Can you take it a little deeper?”
She took another inch of him.
“That’s perfect,” he said. “Are you okay?”
“Mmm-hmmph.” She became aware of her saliva dripping down his shaft and onto her hand.
She released his cock to wipe her hand on the sheet and tried to suck her spit back into her mouth.
“Don’t try to be neat,” he whispered. “Slobber all over it. Sloppy and wet is sexy.”
If he said so. She returned her hand to his shaft, cock head pressed against the roof of her mouth, teeth properly covered by her lips, and waited.
“I’ll tell you how I like it best, but if it’s too much of a challenge, don’t worry about it. I’ll like anything you do.”
She was definitely up for a challenge, as long as it didn’t involve his cock all the way down her throat.
“Suck as you pull back, hum as you go down. Not too deep. Don’t choke yourself.”
She felt awkward doing the motions at first and had to think really hard about what she was doing—especially the hum thing—but as she got the hang of it, she became aware of how vocal Logan was getting. He definitely liked this.
“Pull back just a little more,” he gasped, “so your lips bump over the rim—Oh God, just like that.”
His excitement was infectious. Her hips began to writhe involuntarily. Her panties were entirely drenched, her pussy a throbbing, swollen, far-too-empty place of longing.
“Rub . . . Rub your tongue . . . against . . . when you go down.”
She worked her tongue against him.
“Fuck yes, baby! Just like that. Faster now.”
She was doing it. She was pleasuring him.
“Hey, Logan,” someone called from the front of the bus. “The meet and greet is about to start. Are you coming?”
“Almost,” he called, his back arching off the bed. “Almost.”
He patted Toni on the back of the head—a signal she didn’t understand—and then exploded in her mouth, bathing her tongue with thick, salty fluids. She swallowed, still using the techniques he’d showed her, until he finished spurting and cursing under his breath.
She released him from her mouth, the muscles in her face and throat aching, but damn if it hadn’t been worth it. She had totally gotten him off. He’d come. In her mouth.
He lifted his head off the pillow to focus on her. “Did you swallow that?”
Still gasping for air, she nodded.
“Fuck, woman.”
He grabbed her and tossed her onto her back on the bunk. What? He shoved her skirt up around her waist and grabbed her panties in one hand, yanking them down her thighs. He pulled one leg free of them before spreading her legs wide, climbing between her thighs, and thrusting his still-hard cock deep into her hot, wet cunt. She cried out in excitement—twisting in spasms of delight, her pussy clenching around his driving cock. As his erection subsided, he pulled out in frustration and slid down her body. Two fingers plunged into her pussy, and his mouth latched onto her clit. He quickly worked her into a frenzy, his fingers thrusting in and out of her, his lips and tongue massaging her clit until she was rocking against his face and calling his name. She exploded like a supernova, her entire body engulfed in mindless pleasure. As she drifted down from the stratosphere, Logan moved to wrap her in a tight embrace.
“I can’t wait to keep you in my hotel room for an entire day and show you all the dirty things I want to do to this body,” he whispered.
Eyes wide, Toni’s body stiffened. She wasn’t sure if she should be excited or nervous by the prospect.
“Your pussy tastes so sweet,” he said. “I’m going to start you off by licking it for hours.”