She finally takes him in her mouth

Aiden’s breath caught as her tongue made that fist teasing contact, as she traced along the delicate skin. Her hair feathered across his thigh with every movement, her hand loosely holding him around his base. He was almost painfully aware of the cool air meeting damp skin wherever she kissed and licked, the contrast heightening the rush of her mouth.

Natalie took her time, letting her lips and tongue explore the edges of his sack, gently sucking one side into her mouth, then the other, her hand giving a lazy stroke that never quite gave him what he wanted most. She could feel the tension winding tighter in his thighs, from the way his muscles tensed and released beneath her palm. The simple sounds he made sent a pulse of satisfaction through her. She liked knowing she could do this to him, that her teasing alone could elicit those sounds.

She looked up, watching his face. His eyes were half-shut, with his mouth parted. She let her nails graze lightly up the inside of his thigh, feeling the tremor that ran through him. Drawing her tongue up the seam between his balls, she let her lips press to his skin, kissing and sucking at little spots of the loose skin.

She lingered at his base, letting her tongue trace a path up the thick tube along his underside. The taste of his skin changed as she moved higher, becoming saltier. Her hand wrapped tightly around him, slid up just enough to make room as her mouth traveled. Her fingers were unable to encircle him, and didn’t even cover half his length. Natalie couldn’t help but pause, taking in the way he felt, how hard, and how heavy he was in her grip. It was so much more than she could have imagined. Feeling it in the heat of the moment last night was no comparison to taking her time to really absorb it. It came with a bit of intimidation.

Finally continuing, she flicked her tongue along the sensitive underside, pressing into the frenulum, feeling him twitch in response. Only then did she let her lips close around the swollen head, the first touch filling her mouth. She eased down, letting him feel every inch as she took him deeper. Her hand stroked the shaft below her mouth, as she used it to work in sync.

For Natalie, the power of it was almost as heady as the act itself, knowing he was entirely at her mercy, and that each small movement of her tongue or change of her grip drew new sounds and shudders from him. She savored the way his skin felt smooth and hot between her lips, as he filled her mouth, causing his hips to jump forward.

She eased up for a breath, looking up at him with a wicked smile. Her thumb stroking the slick tip. “Doing okay?” she murmured.

Aiden tried to keep it together, but the second Natalie had knelt between his legs, every bit of bravado he’d mustered evaporated. The way she looked up at him, so confident and sure of herself, made his heart hammer. He let out an awkward laugh, brushing her hair off her face, trying not to sound like a total idiot.

“I think this is already the best fuckin’ blow job I’ve ever had,” he said, still not quite believing this was happening.

She just laughed, that sound vibrating against his skin as she leaned in again, wrapping her lips around him. He was shocked as she worked to take him in even deeper than before. The sensation was almost too much, feeling her soft tongue working over the most sensitive spots as if she already knew him almost better than he did. Her hand stroked the base in perfect counterpoint, never stopping and always keeping him on the edge.

He couldn’t help the way his hips jerked with her mouth. Her hair fell like a curtain around her face, leaving the sight of her head bobbing between his thighs something he knew he’d never forget. He tried to keep his eyes open, to watch her. But every time she drew him in deeper or teased the tip with her tongue, his vision blurred at the edges, the pleasure pushing everything else out of his mind.

Her hand tightened, stroking him in time with the slow drag of her mouth. He tried to hold back, to make it last, but it was starting to feel useless as she kept him right at the edge, drawing it out until he couldn’t think straight, or even speak. Every muscle tensed as he fought to stay present, enjoying the way her lips felt, the wet warmth, and the subtle scrape of her teeth as she pulled back.

She paused to look up at him, with her hand still working him at a constant pace. “Think you’re going to last much longer?” she teased, speaking against his shaft, so that he could feel the heat of her breath with each word.

He shook his head, a helpless laugh leaving him. “God, Natalie, I don’t even care if I don’t,” he managed.

Aiden could barely hold her gaze, but when he did, the sight of his hardon pressing up alongside her cheek made him feel proud. It was obvious he was big, but seeing the thick length of his shaft held against her face, her lips brushing the underside, was enough to make him lightheaded. Her hand gripped him, using her thumb to tease right under the crown, and the contrast of her delicate fingers and the desire in her eyes made the whole thing feel even more surreal.

She looked up at him, giving a smile that looked like pure trouble. “So what do you think so far? Everything you’d hoped for?” she asked, her breath warm over his skin and her words vibrating down his shaft.

He let out a shaky, astonished laugh, still reeling from the first wave of release. “I don’t know if I’ll ever go soft again,” he said honestly, watching her, full of wonder and grinning.

She pressed a quick kiss to the tip, then started in on him again. She wrapped her lips around the head, swirling her tongue at the tip and teasing the hole. Squeezing his shaft tight, she slid her hand up and he could feel the precum as she forced it out. The overstimulation made him shudder, jerking his hips, but there was something addictive about giving himself over to her mouth and hands, along with the image of her kneeling between his legs.

After a moment, he found his voice. “Natalie,” he murmured, shyly, “would you… would you take your shirt off for me?”

She glanced up, lips still wrapped around him, and the smile in her eyes, with his cock pressing inside her mouth, nearly sent him over the edge. With one last swirl of her tongue, she eased back and reached for the hem of her shirt, ready to give him the show he was desperate for.

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