Taboo (Merle Dixon x OFC)

Chapter 11

"Sure, I'll suck yer cock fer ya. Better shut my bedroom door first, though. Mama'll prolly be back soon." I smiled, sliding my arms around his neck. "I don't wanna burn her eyes out."

"Might be a good idea," Merle agreed, his eyes crinkling as he chuckled.

"Ya gonna turn that preview in ta a real thing now?" I asked hopefully, playing with some of the hair on the back of his neck.

"Well, yeah. Duh." He grinned. "I don't expect ya ta blow me and not return the favor. I love eatin' pussy. I'll be hard again by the time ya get off, so I'll be ready ta fuck ya by then."

"Will ya hit it from b'hind? Pleeeease? It's been ferever since I been fucked that way," I complained.

"Whatever yer lil heart desires." Merle nodded, letting me go.

He sauntered over and closed my bedroom door securely. All his muscles rippled as he locked it, causing me to almost drool all over myself. I followed him and stepped up behind him before he could turn back to me, wrapping my arms around him. Yanking his wife beater out of his pants, I shoved my hands up the front so I could touch his bare skin.

Merle didn't say a word. He just stood there and let me caress him. My hands played with his chest and belly hair, my lips leaving light kisses on his spine. I could feel goosebumps rising under my lips. One of my hands slipped down to his cock, rubbing it through his pants.

Merle groaned lowly, his uninjured hand gliding over mine. He used my hand to stimulate himself, curling it around him as much as he could while he stroked his hard cock.

With my other hand, I popped open the button on his pants. Slowly bringing down the zipper, I pushed my hand inside his drawers so I could hold his balls. They were hot, tight and a little bit damp with sweat.

He let go of my hand so I could fish out his cock, releasing a relieved sigh when I began to pump him. There was pre-cum, so I used my thumb to rub it around. He hummed his approval as a bit more seeped out, moaning when I ran the tip of my tongue up his spine. I felt him shudder a few times, then more pre-cum oozed onto my hand as I stroked him.

"Feels good," Merle rasped.

"Yer extra horny t'day," I whispered. "Turn around. Lemme taste ya."

He obeyed but stopped me from kneeling by grabbing my ass and pulling me against him. I took his face in my hands, kissing him deeply, tasting his delicious mouth instead. I was positive I would never get tired of kissing him. I loved how our tongues teased each other.

"Take this off." He untied my robe in the front. I let it fall to the floor carelessly, exposing him to my nakedness. "Yer so fuckin' hot."

"I'm gonna like pleasurin' ya. I wanna hear the noises ya make. They're gonna make me wetter than I already am," I murmured, jerking on his cock.

"Fuck, that's hot," he said under his breath. "Keep talkin', sugar."

"Yer hot. I used ta finger myself ta those thoughts. Now I get ta act 'em out. C'mere."

I pulled him towards the end of the bed. He came with me willingly, watching as I pushed down his pants and drawers. Stepping out of them, he kicked them aside, then removed his own shirt.

"That's hot as fuck. Fuckin' yerself while ya think 'bout sucking me off. Goddamn, I can't get that outta my head now," Merle groaned.

"I'll still do it when ya ain't around. Can't help it. Yer sexy. Maybe I'll surprise ya with a video one day," I said, winking and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Fuck yeah. I'd love that. That would be a nice surprise..."

He stopped talking when I leaned forward and sucked the head of his cock between my lips. He gasped instead, his hand finding the back of my skull and threading through my hair. I sucked hard a few times, then swirled my tongue around the head, collecting pre-cum. I didn't know what was in his diet that made him taste so good, but I was pleased.