Page 75 of Tight Ends & Tiaras
SIENNA
It takes some coaxing,but Ben eventually straddles my chest. His erection waves in my face. From this angle, it looks enormous, but I enjoy a good challenge.
“Same rules.” I lift an eyebrow to remind him. “Hands on the headboard. No screaming.”
His deep laugh has me squeezing my legs together even though I just came really hard.
I open my mouth and flutter my eyelashes at him. His dick pulses, and it’s so hot. Ben seems all put together and stoic, but his jaw is tight and there’s a tension in him that feels explosive. After what he’s been through this week, I know just the way to make him feel better.
Leaning up, I take a little lick of the goods. “Come on. Don’t be shy. I just rode your face. You can be a good sport and reciprocate.”
That garners me another laugh, but then he gets serious and leans over so the tip of his dick rests on my bottom lip.
There are a lot of things that I like about Ben. Never mind his gorgeous face and magnificent physique. I appreciate that his body hair isn’t plucked within an inch of its life. He has a smattering of dark chest hair that arrows down his glorious abs. His manhood juts from a well-groomed area. It’s not a jungle but it’s not waxed, which, to me, is perfect.
Plus, he’s clean. He smells like that delicious scent I’ve come to associate with him.
I keep eye contact with him as I swirl my tongue around his swollen head and then suck. Grabbing his thighs, I encourage him to move, and he slowly thrusts in and out of my mouth. I keep my tongue extended down his length, and as he moves against it, I press up and wiggle. He must like it because his cock jerks in my mouth.
I don’t have much of a gag reflex, which I won’t mention. I’d rather surprise him with this tidbit of information.
Leaning back so I’m at a better angle, I let him go deeper.
“Fuck, Sienna.” He groans, deep and guttural as his head tilts back. “How are you doing this?”
I suspect that’s a rhetorical question since his cock is lodged down my throat.
With both hands, I keep him against me, pulsing him deep, until I can’t breathe and then I slowly pull him back by nudging his thighs.
Points to Ben for sensing what I need. I knew I could trust him like this. Trust him not to choke me right from the get-go.
He glances down at me, and I’m sure I’m a hot mess with swollen lips and spit drooling down my chin, but who cares? If you can’t let go with someone in the bedroom, then he’s not the right person for you. I don’t feel self-conscious at all. He did that to my lips with his enormous dick. Good for him. But now it’s time to make him fall apart.
“Fuck my mouth, Ben.” My voice is hoarse, but I don’t care.
I know he wants to. I can see the desire blazing in his eyes.
He searches my face. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”
Gently, I scrape my nails up and down his muscular thighs. “You won’t. I’ll let you know if it’s too much.”
After a moment, he gives in and grabs his erection. Squeezes the base before he feeds it to me, inch by glorious inch. Until my mouth is as wide as it can go.
His nostrils flare as he pulls back and thrusts back in.
“Christ, Sienna, you feel fucking amazing.”
I’d smile, but I can’t. Instead, I pull him tighter to me.
I let him use my mouth and work himself in and out. His eyes are glued to my face.
He’s swollen and so thick, and when I grab his ass, he swells more. Inspired, I reach between his legs and gently cradle his balls, which are tight to his body. With the tip of my finger, I press behind them.
“Fuck. Fuck. I’m gonna come.”
I’m pretty sure he makes that announcement so I can back away, but instead I tighten my mouth around him to let him know I’m ready.
With a grunt, he unloads down my throat. I struggle to swallow, but he slides out of me. His come drips down my chin and onto my chest where his still-throbbing dick plops between my boobs.
