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This time felt different.
There was no rushing, no fumbling.
An overbearing urge to be inside her surged through him from base to tip, but he told himself to wait. Things could fall apart the minute he entered her, the way they usually did, so as much as he needed her, he would have to wait.
He felt her fingers on his waist.
“Do you want to keep going?” he asked.
“In a minute.” She tugged on his waistband. “Take these off for me?”
He removed the boxer briefs and went to stroke his shaft, but more fluid leaked from the tip when her hands beat him to it.
“Obviously, I’ve never done this,” she began. “Any pointers for me? What do you like?”
“Enthusiasm.”
And her.
Both heads definitely liked her.
“Wait a minute,” she said. He felt her lean forward, then back. “I don’t know if I can get my mouth…” She leaned forward again. “Hold on. Let me think about this now.”
He laughed. “Don’t let him intimidate you. He’s easier to tame than he—yes.”
She sucked his head.
His very sensitive head.
“Take it slow, querida.” He groaned, the muscles in his thighs pulling. “Slow and as deep as you can. As deep as you can take me. Then, let me know when you can take more. I’ll give it to you.”
“Adrían, just so you know…you are so damn sexy.”
She pulled him into her mouth.
And he felt nothing but teeth.
“Wait…” He gently grabbed her shoulder and withdrew. “Ai…querida, hold on.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Less teeth,” he instructed, and the sound of her licking her eager lips slowly helped to dissolve the sting from her first attempt. “It’s like with your nipples. There’s a fine line between a graze and a bite.”
“I suck at this, don’t I?”
“Not at all, but try that. Try ‘sucking’ at it.”
She laughed.
The sound always made him smile.
She stroked his length, and he felt her getting closer until his head pressed against her lips. She didn’t open up right away, but she probably had no idea how much more her reluctance made him want her.
“Querida,” his chest heaved, “are you scared, or are you teasing me?”
“Does that drive you crazy?” She parted her lips a fraction. “When I don’t let you in all the way?” She licked his tip. “Does it turn you on?”
He could barely breathe, never mind answer.