Page 158 of Claim Me
I’ve never done anything like this before, but I’ve seen quite a number of scenes in movies and read enough to know Ishould give this part of his body some tender attention. I tease the hardened nub with my tongue, then take it into my mouth, sucking gently.
I know it feels good to him, I can almost sense it in his body. He tilts his head back slightly, his lips parting as uneven breaths escape him, his fingers tangling in my hair.
I can also sense something like surprise spreading through him, as if he’s stunned by how quickly his arousal is building. It’s almost like I can read it straight from his mind.
I take my time with both nipples, switching between them, and while my mouth works on one, my fingers roll the other.
It has a rather powerful effect.
Blue is getting more and more worked up, restless, his head shifting back, thrashing on the pillow, short puffs of air pushing out of his lungs, his eyes kind of dazed, and also kinda in shock at what’s going on with his body.
Control, the famous control he has over everything, is slipping… and at one point I can feel his hips making small, unconscious movements forward, like he wants to press himself against me, rub his dick against me.
An idea crosses my mind about how to take this further.
"Would you agree if I blew you…? Let me try, please!"
Blue stiffens slightly, the jump from this to a blowjob is perhaps too abrupt, or maybe not, but I’m in such a haze, my arousal skyrocketing, that I just dare to propose it shamelessly.
There’s a moment of silence, and he frowns, his head still tilted toward the ceiling, but then I feel a small nod.
"Don’t… expect too much, it may not work…" he whispers.
But it just passes me by, like white noise. I’m flowing on a wave of our incredible chemistry, nothing seems impossible! Even breaking his block of over two decades!
Crazy, but the surge is pushing me to do it, my ‘let’s do it’ alpha side fully activated.
Taking the opportunity, I move my mouth down over his smooth stomach, licking and kissing. There are no scars there, no sign of surgeries or the gunshot wound. Right, his knowledge of tissue regeneration must have helped.
Not lingering, I unfasten his linen pants and push them down together with his black boxers.
I half-consciously expected he wouldn’t be fully hard, due to the stress of the situation, but… well. His erection jumps out of his pants. Blue is ready, his small pink penis standing boldly above his smoothly shaved groin, his balls small but neat and proportional.
I notice him watching me, watching my reaction to his body, so I give him a quick smile and a wink.
"You have a pretty dick," I murmur and leave a small kiss at the top of his shaft.
Blue blushes.
Then I decide to go all in. Why half measures?
One move down, and I take him into my mouth, whole right away, as deep as I can. At five inches it’s not exactly a challenge, but the fact that it’s my first time makes it feel intense, a mix of excitement and nerves. Still, I’m willing to give it all I have, because… it’s finally happening for me. At twenty-one I’m blowing my first dick! My very first sexual situation; it makes me almost drunk with happiness, and overeagerness to do everything right.
Blue throws his head back against the pillow, his arms spread to the sides, hands clenched into fists, his eyes shut tight.
I don’t really know how I’m supposed to do this, but I try to wrap my lips around his shaft, press it against my tongue, and take it as deep as I can in a series of steady, smooth movements.
One advantage is that he’s very hard, almost like I’m sucking on a real bone wrapped in silk. Sometimes I pause briefly and run my tongue over the small head of his penis,watching him, then go back to sucking. Blue’s whole body trembles slightly, his hips, thighs, and stomach tense, his breathing fast, his heart racing.
I can feel that he’s right on the edge, but staying there. The years-long block is holding him back, almost paralyzing him, despite how aroused he is. It looks like he’s trained himself to maintain control and is fighting to get over it, but… just can’t let go, sabotaging his orgasm. At least that’s how it feels to me.
But I’m not about to stop or give up.
At the same time I realize I’m on the verge of erupting myself, so I decide to make use of it.
It’s… pure instinct.
Almost like somebody has whispered this into my ear,‘try this! It will unblock him!’
