Kapitel 104: Close your eyes
Never looking away from my face, he pushed the tip in, my muscles clenched and I released a low breath.
It didn't hurt and I relaxed.
Slowly, he started sliding in and out, moving a bit deeper every time like he'd done with his small finger.
His mouth closed over my spot
I whimpered, my legs falling wider apart.
My pleasure was mounting scarily fast as his worked me with his finger and lips.
With a cry, I tumbled over, my legs shaking, hips bucking. My fingers clutched the blanket as I shattered into pieces.
Fu Shao removed his finger, kissed my bellybutton, then lay down beside me, his erection red and glistening.
I reached out, spreading the droplet of liquid that had trickled out all over his tip.
He growled, his abs flexing.
"I want your mouth on me," he said in a low voice.
I froze, my hand on him stilling. It seemed only fair after what he'd just done, but I had no clue how to actually go down on him.
Blow job was a pretty confusing name, because I knew I wasn't supposed to blow his erection, but sadly I wasn't exactly sure what to do in detail.
And what if I didn't like it?
I remembered his words about Fenli, that she knew how to suck.
Not that I wanted to be anything like she.
So I had no intention about becoming like his mistress, but I didn't want to fail completely either. I was overthinking this.
"Is this because you don't want to, or because you don't know how?" he asked calmly, but I could tell he had trouble making his voice sound that way.
He'd given me several orgasms. He was probably bursting.
"You can jerk me off like last time," he said when I stayed silent.
His hand brushed a strand of hair away from my face, his eyes questioning.
"No, I mean, I think I want to do it."
"You think?" Amusement tinged his voice.
"But?"
"What if I don't like it?"
He shrugged but it was obvious from his expression that he didn't like the idea.
"Then you don't. I won't force you."
I nodded and brought my face a bit closer to his erection, which hadn't softened at all during our conversation.
Fu Shao tensed in anticipation, his fingertips against my scalp twitching.
Embarrassed, I admitted.
"I don't know what to do."
His erection jerked in response. I couldn't help but laugh, and he grinned his predator grin.
"You like to torture me with your innocence, don't you?"
I blew against his tip, making him groan.
"I don't think that's why it's called blow job, right?"
He actually laughed a real laugh, and the sound filled my stomach with butterflies.
"You're going to be the death of me, my peachy."
"Don't laugh," I said with a smile.
"I don't want to do something wrong."
"Do you want me to tell you what to do?"
Excitement blazed in his eyes.
I nodded.
"Okay," he said hoarsely.
"Close your lips around the tip and be careful with your teeth. I don't mind it a bit rougher, but don't chew on it."
I snorted, then nerves made me go quiet.
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