Page 74 of Clean Finish

Swallowing, I looked up at him anxiously. “Please don’t laugh if I choke or look really stupid.”

His brows pinched, and after a moment he reached down and gently smoothed back the strands of hair that had slipped from my braid. “You won’t. And I wouldn’t.”

My shoulders unclenched a little. I gave him a rueful smile. “I know you wouldn’t. I don’t know why I said that. Sorry.”

“It’s okay.” He placed his hand back on the bed, fingers curling into the sheets. “Just take your time. Figure out if you actually enjoy it before worrying about anything else.”

I didn’t bother telling him again that I already knew I would. Determination flooded through me as I looked back down at his cock. I was just going to show him.

Gripping the base, I dipped down and extended my tongue to give the head a hesitant first lick. The unique taste of pre-cum exploded over my taste buds, making me shiver and lick again. It was kind of primal—natural and earthy with a hint of salt.

From above, I heard Seb mutter, “Fuck,” in a strangled voice.

I timidly circled my tongue around the tip, my eyes drifting shut so I could take everything in properly. It was so smooth, and it felt alive in a different way from other parts of his body. My belly clenched when the tip of my tongue trailed over the tiny indent of his slit, the taste of salt intensifying as another drop of pre-cum welled.

I found my lips closing over the tip to suck softly. Seb shuddered and groaned hoarsely, thighs jerking open wider and hips twitching as he fought to keep them still. The thought of him fucking my mouth was ridiculously hot, but I would definitely choke. And probably throw up from my gag reflex being triggered by a giant dick shoving into my throat.

Hopefully my clumsy, uncertain first attempt at a blowjob would feel good enough to make him come, at least. I really wanted to make him feel good. And I really wanted to make him come in my mouth. The thought of being able to achieve it made me slide my lips a little lower, taking more of his cock inside as I sucked.

“Mmm.” The eager moan burst from me as his hot, stiff dick slid over my tongue and pulsed against the insides of my hollowed cheeks. Fuck, this was amazing. I knew I’d love sucking Seb’s cock.

“Jesus,” he gritted out, thighs quaking.

My braid had gotten all loose and messy from grinding my head against the pillow, so he was able to slide his strong fingers into the hair at my scalp. He didn’t tug or try to control my actions, just rested them there as I rose back up, then slid my mouth lower to try and take more of him.

I quickly reached my limit, feeling the back of my throat tighten in response to the thick length tunnelling toward it. Flustered, I pulled back and lapped at the tip as I raised my eyes to gaze up at him. “Am I doing okay?”

A trembling groan burst from his chest as his fingers fidgeted in my hair. He nodded quickly. “Yeah, Lark. You’re doing so good.”

“Okay,” I whispered, stroking my thumb over the base of his cock as I let my tongue slide lower to lap at his banjo string. Seb jerked with a strained huff, jaw clenching.

Gathering spit on my tongue, I glided it down his length to get it slick, then smoothed my fist up and over the head so it was slippery all over. Sucking on the head again, I started stroking his shaft, a tiny whimper escaping me when I felt it pulse under my fingers.

“Fuck,” Seb breathed, slouching against the headboard as he gazed down at me, his chest heaving. “You like it?”

“Mmm.” I nodded frantically, then started bobbing my head to match my stroking fist. I didn’t take much into my mouth, his length and girth too intimidating, but it still seemed to feel good, because Seb shuddered, a moan rumbling deep in his chest.

“It feels really fucking good, Lark,” he panted. “A big part of a good blowjob is knowing the person giving it is enjoying themselves. You… you really like sucking my dick, huh?”

“Mhmm.” I nodded again in desperation, my free hand gripping his tense inner thigh.

“You’re doing such a good job.” His thumbs teased the pointed tips of my ears, making me shiver. “It’s perfect. You can feel how hard I am, can’t you?”

“Mmm.” I paused to try and catch my breath, which was trembling out of me as I lapped desperately at his leaking head and slid my tongue around and around, flicking at his banjo string with every pass.

When I sank my mouth back down with a moan, Seb hissed and clutched my hair tighter.

“F-f-fuck.” His hips started to jerk up in tiny thrusts, meeting every downward plunge of my mouth and fist. My mind had pretty much gone blank. I felt almost drunk as I slurped on his dick, too far gone to be embarrassed by the loud sucking sounds I was making.

“L-Lark,” Seb panted, his body tensing up and starting to shake. “It.. it feels so f-fucking good. You’re making me come. I’m gonna come, sweetheart.”

A loud, guttural moan that I’d never heard myself make before tore from my throat as I bobbed my head faster, ignoring the ache in my jaw.

“Sh-shit. Fuck—” Seb’s hips spasmed before locking up as he shook wildly. His quaking thigh tensed under my palm, cock throbbing in my mouth. “I’m coming—”

I whimpered as the base flexed hard under my hand and the first shot of cum jetted to the back of my throat. I kept sucking, my scalp going numb as I listened to the hoarse, ragged groans tumbling from Seb’s lips, feeling his fingers shaking in my hair.

Cum flooded my mouth, coating my tongue, and I finally remembered to swallow, shuddering with pleasure at the knowledge that I was literally drinking Seb’s cum. From his actual dick. Which I’d just sucked.