Starting With You

30. Baby, no messes tonight.

Jensen

MY NAKED GIRLFRIEND HOVERS OVER ME ON the bed, her legs straddling me, as she moves her hips over the erection bulging in my boxer briefs.

She looks so fucking hot, I might just come from the sight of her.

I grab handfuls of her tits and concentrate on them instead of the way she's gyrating against me. I've blown my load plenty of times already from dry humping this vixen. I'm fairly certain there's a teenage version of me out there somewhere giving me a high five.

Gripping her hips, I freeze her movements. "Baby, no messes tonight."

"Don't worry, Jensen. What I plan on doing won't make a mess." She shimmies down my body and kneels between my legs, breezing her fingertips up my thighs. My whole body stills as she tugs down my boxers, and I fight the dueling urge to stop her and demand she go faster.

Forcing us to go slow has been the hardest battle I've ever fought, and Teddy certainly hasn't helped, constantly testing my resolve, and toeing the line as far as I'll allow. The line keeps getting shoved further and further back, careening us into the land of no return. And, fuck, do I want to go there.

So why do I keep pumping the brakes? I can't completely explain it, but it feels important. It feels right, even when it feels so wrong, to not rush into the very thing both our bodies are aching for.

She is worth the wait. I know it down to the marrow of my bones. Teddy is worth it all. And I want to give it all to her. She deserves the agonizing tension of anticipated moments, the yearning and desire so fresh it very nearly crumbles her. It'd be so easy to give into our base carnal needs and go straight to lust-filled fucking; and I have no doubt it would be mind-shatteringly good. But then we'd miss so many of the pit stops along the way, and wouldn't that be a damn shame?

Dry humping may be a teenage sport but fuck if it doesn't feel amazing.

I prop my hips up so she can remove the underwear over my ass, and I kick them the remainder of the way off. The cool air licks against my naked cock as it bobs against my stomach. I resist the urge to palm myself, to relieve a bit of the tension from our earlier escapades, the taste of her still fresh in my mouth. Fuck did she taste good.

I've pictured myself between Teddy's legs thousands of times over the years, but nothing lives up to the real thing. Her smell. Her taste. The sounds she made and the way she writhed from my touches. It was sensory overload at its finest. The agonizing and delicious torture of my girl riding my face had me rubbing my hard cock against the bed just to calm my growing need a bit. Otherwise, I was liable to break all my own rules and take her before I was ready.

"Baby," I whisper when she's now the one frozen. Before it was me paralyzed, her coaxing hands bringing me out of my trance.

"I knew you were going to be big, Jensen," she finally speaks. "But holy shit."

Her beady eyes roam over my cock and it twitches under her assessment. Now when I want her to pick up the pace, she decides to go slow. Oh, the irony of it.

"Baby," I prod her. "You can touch it. Please, touch it."

The way she smiles at me causes a ripple of delicious anticipation to shoot through me. She plans on torturing me. It's written all over her face. I scrub a hand down my face summoning all my patience.

Finally, sweet Jesus, finally, she leans down and lightly kisses the tip of my dick. The mere contact has my knees bending and my hands fisting into the blanket. Shit, she barely touched me. She laughs at my reaction; and then she does it again. And again. She delights in the way my cock twitches between kisses.

"Baby. Don't be mean," I beg, wiggling on the bed, my patience dwindling by the second.

She slowly runs a finger down my shaft, over my balls and then lightly back up. I command my body to heel, to allow my girl to set the pace, but I'm trembling with the effort.

Without breaking eye contact with me, she leans down and licks the tip of my cock and then uses her tongue to trace the path her finger just took down my shaft, over my balls and then back up. I groan and squeeze my eyes shut tightly.

"Baby," I whine.

"Patience," she reminds me. "Remember?"

She takes the head of my cock into her mouth, circling her tongue around the tip and then sucking. My hips buck up without my permission and she chuckles with my dick still in her mouth, sending a jolt straight to my balls.

I gather her hair that's still slightly damp from the shower and bunch it in my hand, moving it out of the way. I want to watch her.

"You look so hot with my cock in your mouth, baby. Be a good girl and suck me off."

"I'm the boss right now."

Defiantly, her attention goes to my balls instead, licking and sucking and then massaging them with one hand. The other hand starts stroking my cock, squeezing the head before stroking the length, repeating this pattern a few times.

"Your mouth, baby. Give me your mouth. Please." I am not above pleading at this point. This girl has got me quivering with need, completely at her mercy.

She licks up my shaft, swirling her tongue around the tip and gently scrapes her teeth before finally taking me into her mouth.

"Ahhh, fuck." I spasm involuntarily, my hips thrusting off the bed from the sudden feel of her hot mouth. "Teddy. Teddy. Fuck, baby. You feel so good. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop."

She laughs with me inside her mouth, and I curse, the sensation too much for my taut nerves. She swallows and I can feel the movement around my cock, the roof of her mouth and her tongue a warm vice. I rock against her, trying my hardest not to ram it down her throat, but I'm quickly losing control.

She grabs my balls with one hand, squeezing gently, and uses her other hand to fist the base of my cock as it follows her mouth taking me in and out, in and out, stopping occasionally to lightly rake her teeth over the tip, followed by her tongue; and then she's back to mouth-fucking me. Over and over. Her tongue is rough for a few swipes and then she softens it against me as she glides my cock over and over it in her mouth. In and out. In and out. My hips buck and circle in time with her mouth and hands. I'm squirming, my hands gripped hard in her hair.

"Baby. Fuck. Good. So good. So fucking good. Teddy. Teddy. I'm close. Jesus. Fuck. I'm so close."

She ignores me when I try to pull her off me. Instead, she slows her speed, again torturing me with light laps on the tip of my cock, followed by soft grazes of her teeth. She sucks the head into her mouth, circling her tongue around, before taking me deep and gagging when it hits her throat. She repeats this over and over, her hands working in tandem with her mouth, until I'm again squirming beneath her.

"Teddy," I warn. "Fuck. Baby. I'm going to come."

I drive into her mouth wildly a few times without thought or coordination before I abruptly halt my movements. She continues to suck my cock into her mouth, my butt clenched tight against the sensations rippling from my balls, and I grunt once, twice, thrice, my bucking hips in time with the noises shuddering out of me. I thrust one final time into the hot depths of her mouth as I come in a guttural moan that I can feel vibrate deep in my throat.

My body falls limp against the bed, my hands finally releasing the tight grip in her hair, and my chest rises and falls with rapid breaths.

If I'd imagined going down on Teddy regularly over the years, you can triple the number of times I've pictured her sucking me off. And holy shit does the real version blow the imagined one clear out of the park.

She kisses her way up my body and lingers over me with a smug smirk. "Watching you come completely undone for me is the hottest thing I've ever seen, baby. I might just be the one obsessed now."

I grab her face for an aggressive kiss. Completely lacking the energy for finesse, I shove my tongue in her mouth and bite at her lips. I cup her face in his hands to look at her. I can feel my expression change slowly from the feral being from a few moments ago to a loving tenderness that feels a tad foreign to me.

"It's me who's completely obsessed, Theodora. You just ruined me." I place soft kisses all over her face and finally land back at her mouth for a sweet kiss with gentle swipes of my tongue. "What am I going to do with you?"

"Keep me. Forever."

I tuck her under my arm, combing a hand through her hair and sigh. "That's the plan, baby."