Page 17 of Trashed to Treasured
I had to chuckle. “Is that your way of saying I’m hairy?”
He laughed. “Yes, but I love it.”
My hand slid up, and I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling him closer.
Brody took that as an invitation for a kiss, smashing his mouth to mine in a choreography of tongue and teeth and lips, all moving together in an almost practiced synchronicity.
He shifted his hips just enough that his thickening cock poked against my balls, and a spike of electricity shot straight up my spine. “God, I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
Brody pushed up enough to run his fingers through the hair on my chest. “I’ve needed you for my whole life.” His eyes met mine for a brief second before focusing his gaze on my arm. “I want to taste you. Your mouth isn’t enough.”
Well, fuck. How could I say no to that? Sliding my palms forward, I ran my thumbs over the sensitive skin where his thighs met his pelvis, and a spray of goosebumps covered his body. “I would love that.”
Brody leaned forward and gave me another toe-curling kiss before licking a line straight down my chin and throat until he reached the waistline of my boxer briefs. With his eyes trained on mine, he stuck out his tongue and let it drag along the cotton over my cock, tracing the outline of my length before using his teeth to lightly graze over it.
“You’re killing me, sweetheart.”
He grinned before going lower, pressing his tongue against my cotton-covered balls before slipping his index fingers underneath the fabric at my thighs. “Your skin is really soft here.”
His fingers snuck underneath my underwear, skating over the outer edges of my balls and causing a full-body shudder to roll within me. “Baby, you make me feel so good.”
He preened at the compliment, finally pulling down my boxers. After getting them out of the way, he took a moment to just sit and stare at me, appreciation evident on his face. “You’re even bigger than I imagined.” He glanced up at me. “I like it.”
I choked out a laugh. “I’m happy to hear that. What do you wanna do with it?”
“Only everything.” Without waiting for my response, he leaned forward and sucked the head of my cock into his warm mouth.
I had a decent length, but I was wider than most, and some of my partners in the past had complained that blow jobs were painful on their jaw. I was about to tell Brody to go slow and only take as much as he was comfortable with, before he shifted his weight and stretched his throat until I was almost fully buried in his wetness. “Fuck, baby, no one’s ever done that before.”
He hummed happily before pulling fully off and taking a deep breath. “Really? No one?”
I couldn’t stand the distance, so I pulled him back to me and kissed him hard, newly appreciative of how talented his mouth was. “Only you. Like you were meant to fit with me.”
A pink blush crept up his neck and into his cheeks. “Would you laugh at me if I told you I’ve been practicing?”
The fact that he said “laughed” instead of “angry” was the only thing that kept me from bristling, but I was sure he heard a tone of concern when I asked, “Practicing on who?”
That brought a smile to his face. “Don’t be silly. Notwho…More likewhat.”
Now, I was intrigued. “Okay, on what?”
“Remember the dildo in my backpack? Since I’ve never actually used it, I figured it was safe to use to train my gag reflex.” He batted his long lashes at me. “Did it work?”
I tilted my hips so my still-hard cock bounced against him. “Two more seconds and I would’ve come down your throat, so yes. That was amazing.”
Brody sat back, his dick slipping between my thighs before he pressed into me. “I hope you’re not disappointed by what comes next.”
“That’s not possible.”
He held my gaze as he slowly slid down my body and took me into his mouth again.
I wanted to make this first time about him, but the weeks of anticipation and fantasizing about this moment were just too much, and I couldn’t hold back.
As he continued to suck me all the way to the root and then back off, licking across my slit before taking me in again, I knew I was a goner. “I can’t hold back, baby. You feel too good.”
His tongue circled my head as he smiled against the tip of my dick. “You said I could taste you. I want it all.” Then he slowly pushed down with his tight lips sealed around me, doubling down on his efforts to make me combust.
With my hand gently cupping the back of his neck, I watched his every movement, every breath. Every happy sigh…as I allowed my orgasm to emerge. Instead of a slow buildup, I came hard, my entire body tightening up as waves of pleasure rolled through me.
