Have you ever reached the stars?

Chapter 11

Hope

Apparently, Jax was just kidding when he asked me if I wanted him to stop and when I tried to tell him off for teasing me like that he started laughing. He is so annoying at times but I forgive him way too easily.

His hand pushes me lightly back down and his mouth starts working slowly again, leaving a soft trail of kisses all the way down there. I try to relax and welcome the sensation but his ridiculously slow pace is driving me crazy. When I think it's time I took the lead and show him how I want this, he surprises me with a full blown attack of his tongue against my most sensitive parts.

Okay, so he knows what he's doing. Picking up the pace, I am amazed at how skillfully he uses his tongue to lick and stimulate every little part of me. My body is on fire and I am so close to explode. The wait was totally worth it.

"Yes, right there. Don't stop." I urge him in a foreign voice that escapes my mouth. I have never remembered being particularly vocal in bed and definitely not a great encourager. But with him, it feels different. Since we don't know each other that well and what we are about to have will be strictly physical, I think it's only fair if I let him know what I like, how I like it and generally guide him towards the right path to my ultimate goal. Have the best sex of my life.

"Keep going Jax. I'm almost there. That's it. A little to the left. Oh God, yes. Don't you dare stop now." I continue talking without really thinking and it's refreshing for a change. Being able to voice my thoughts freely without fearing he will judge me, gives me a strange feeling of freedom.

His hand on my hip does an excellent job at keeping me pinned onto the mattress and just when I think that I am about to see stars he decides to put his fingers in good use. Let's see how good he is with his hands.

Coordination, precision and talent are the first things that come to my mind while I lay numb, unable to move after a mind blowing orgasm. Can I take a minute to admire how a twenty-five year old man just made me feel better than anyone else from my previous lovers?

I vaguely sense him getting up from the bed but I am too stunned to even follow him with my gaze. My eyes are still closed and I sense the smile on my lips but like I said too numb to do anything else. Poor Tom, I don't think I will be needing your assistance for the rest of the summer.

I am still floating in a colorful, serene, happy cloud when I feel his hands on me again. I doubt that we are already done. Opening my eyes slowly, I offer him one of my brightest, sincerest smiles. I mean to let him know that he did a great job but again no words come out of my mouth.

His lips find mine and I instantly reciprocate. My brain has returned to its former state and I am officially back in the game. Did he disappear to brush his teeth? I was expecting to taste me but instead his breath is fresh and minty. Was he disgusted by my taste? My brows rise on their own accord and I stop the delicious kiss to ask the uncomfortable question. His eyes are focused on mine and I can clearly see the confusion in them.

"What is it? Did I do anything wrong?" placing his hands on both my sides, he hovers over me still looking straight into my eyes. Oh his eyes. They have this spark, this glow that makes me so weak. Look at me like that Jax and I'll do anything you want. After zoning out for a couple of seconds, I shake my head like an idiot and return to my usual cold, serious look.

"Why did you brush your teeth after going down on me? Do I taste awfully? Is this something you do with everyone or just me? I mean it's alright, you can tell me. We should be honest with each other about these things. It's not as if we should pretend to like everything. We are not in a relationship." Shaking his head, he sits on his knees between my legs and offering me a hand, he helps me sit up as well.