6: Let Me Taste You

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Small steps in the right direction can turn out to be the biggest step of your life.

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I reached over to grab my phone. I had to be at school in 30 minutes. I get out of bed and start getting ready.
I covered my bruises and we headed to school. Brae didn't really want me going but I managed to convince her that I'd be fine.

The day went by really slowly. I found myself looking around for Braxton. I saw him once this morning talking to some guy. We glanced at each other but didn't speak. I haven't seen him since. School finally came to an end. Braelynn had somewhere to be so she dropped me off and headed out. I decided that I would take a shower and watch some movies.

My phone vibrated from getting a notification, I rolled over to check who it was. Braxton. Why was he texting me? I can't act like I'm not happy to see his name appear on my screen.

Brax

Miss me?

Never. What made you text me?

I couldn't stop thinking about you today.


Really?

Are you busy right now?

No... Why?

Send the address
I'm picking you up.

Why?

Just send it.

I sent my address and started to get ready. I wonder where he was taking me. Shit, I forgot I have bruises on my face and neck. The swelling on my eye had gone down and the color was beginning to fade. I quickly got dressed and fixed my hair and makeup. After about 20 minutes he texted me letting me know that he was here. I walked out and there he was, leaning on his car. He smirked as I walked up. I felt the heat rushing into my cheeks.

"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked.

"You'll see." He said while opening the door for me. I watched him as he walked to the drivers side and got in. He turned on the radio and began driving. I studied the way he looked. His perfectly styled hair, the way his tattoos went up his arm. The way his shirt hugged his sculpted body perfectly.

"You know...it's rude to stare." He chuckled. I looked out the window, embarrassed that he had just caught me staring at him.

I slightly tensed as I felt his hand on my thigh. He must have noticed how I reacted to his touch. He slowly started to move his hand up my thigh, going under my skirt. His hand rested right below my underwear. He knew what he was doing. If he wants to tease. Fine, we can both play that game. I gently moved his hand up so that it rested on my clothed pussy. I could tell that my act caught him by surprise. He moved his fingers over my clothed clit. I suppressed a moan as he started to move his fingers in small circles. I've never been with anyone other than Chris. This was all a new feeling to me. Sex was never anything special for me. It was purely just to satisfy his needs, but he never satisfied mine. He kept moving in small circles until I could feel the wetness seeping through my underwear. He slips his hand into my underwear, now in direct contact with my throbbing wet pussy. My body was aching for him. He dips his finger into my wetness and I heard him release a small groan. He rubbed up and down my folds causing me to moan out. He slowly put a finger in, letting me get used to the feeling before he added another. He started off slow but started to quicken his pace. The faster he went the more I moaned. I felt myself coming closer to my orgasm.

"I'm gonna cum," I whimpered out. I felt myself clench around his fingers with a slight shake. I've never came this hard before. I've only ever came when I touched myself, but even then I didn't cum this hard. He pulled his fingers out and brought them up to his lips. He looked at me as he sucked my juices off of his fingers. He was so hot.

"You taste good." He smirked.

After a few minutes we pulled into the parking lot of an ice cream shop. There weren't many people here. Right as he was about to get out of the car I placed my hand on his leg, telling him to stay inside. He shot me a confused look at first but quickly realized what was about to happen. I rubbed my hand up and down his hard bulge, earning a few groans. I unzipped his pants and his dick sprung out. He was big. Like really big. I wrapped both of my hands around his big erection. I licked the pre-cum off of the tip and started to swirl my tongue around his tip. I slowly suck the tip, keeping eye contact with him. I slowly start to take him into my mouth, gently jerking his dick. He moves his hand and grabs a fist of my hair, he doesn't push my head down. I'm glad because I would have choked. I start bobbing my head, speeding up my movements. I see him throw his head back in pleasure.

"Take all of me baby." He hushed. With that being said I went all the way down, taking all of him in my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged but that only seemed to satisfy him more. I kept moving, bobbing my head up and down while jerking him. I heard his breathing start to pick up, he was close to his release.

"Fuck," he moaned breathlessly as he came into my mouth. I swallowed all of it, it tasted slightly sweet.

We got out of the car and started walking towards the ice cream shop, Brax kept his arm around my waist as we walked. I decided to get Oreo, everyone knows that's the best ice cream flavor. Braxton got plain vanilla. We talked and got to know each other more. I found out that he only has one sibling, a younger brother named Leighton. He was born in Sicily but moved to America when he was 7. After getting to know each other a little we continued to eat our ice creams.

"Can I taste your ice cream?" Brax asked.

"Sure," I replied leaning over to hand the ice cream to him. In a swift motion he moves the ice cream and presses his lips against mine. He slips his tongue into my mouth deepening the kiss. He slowly pulled away making eye contact.

"It tastes good." He said, biting his bottom lip before returning back to his ice cream. We continued to eat our ice creams and talk.

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After finishing up Braxton brought me back to Brae's. The rest of my day was pretty boring. Brae sent me a text saying she would be staying the night at Jackson's so that means I have the place to myself. After showering I get out my clothes for tomorrow and go to bed.

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