Authors: Anne Mercier
His hand slides down to my panties and he cups me. I should be embarrassed knowing he can feel my wetness through my panties, but I’m not. Something about Lucian tells me I don’t need to be, that I should just let go and let myself feel. So I’m going to.
I run my hands over the fine hair sprinkled over his firm and muscular chest. In the morning I want to look at all the tattoos decorating his body. He has so many and they’re beautiful. He’s beautiful.
“That’s it. Touch me,” he whispers.
I wrap my arms around his back, my fingers caressing his skin.
When he presses a finger over my panties, right against my clit, I moan into his mouth. Then his hand is lifting and he’s pushing my panties down. I kick them off and they fly across the room. Lucian chuckles.
“Have you been touched here before?” he asks before his finger lightly touches my clit, then slips down to my opening.
“Not like this,” I admit and he growls.
“I’m going to make you come on my fingers,” he tells me as he slowly slips a finger into my wet pussy.
“Oh God. That feels so good,” I moan as he steadily works his finger all the way inside me. When he adds a second, I gasp. It’s stretching and tender and it feels like the best kind of ache.
“Okay?” he asks.
I nod. “Yes.”
Lucian’s mouth on my breasts, his fingers thrusting into me, has me burning up. My legs move restlessly on the bed. I’ve masturbated but it’s never felt anything like this. This is incredible.
“Relax, baby. Let it happen.”
Then his mouth is on mine, kissing me passionately, his hard cock pressing against my leg. I reach for him but he shakes his head.
“Not yet. How does it feel?” he asks.
“Amazing, so good.” Then his thumb starts to circle my clit while he pumps his fingers harder and faster inside me. “Holy shit,” I moan, drawing another chuckle from him.
“That good, huh?”
“Oh God, Lucian. What…” I break off as I feel something huge, something so incredible building inside of me. It scares the shit out of me. “Stop,” I tell him but he keeps going.
“I’ve got you. Just let go, Nicole. Come for me. Let me be the first one to give you this.”
I couldn’t stop him, I wouldn’t. It feels so… “It’s too much.”
“It’s not enough. Not near enough.”
His thumb presses a little harder and the sensations burst forth from between my legs, shooting through my body like little bolts of pleasurable electricity. I can’t catch my breath as everything explodes. “Oh God, oh God, Luciannnnn,” I moan and he groans.
“There it is. Let go and come for me.”
I do. There’s no stopping it. If he hadn’t slammed his mouth down on mine, I’d have let out a scream and woke up the entire bus. I can’t contain my ecstasy. It’s overwhelming and crazy and so amazing. My hips moving in tandem with his hand, slowing as the orgasm begins to fade. I’m breathing like I just ran a marathon and I feel like I just did.
“Holy Hannah,” I whisper into Lucian’s neck.
“That was so fucking sexy. I nearly came from watching you.”
I blush, a little embarrassed at my lack of inhibition.
“Don’t. Never feel you can’t just let go with me. Don’t be afraid to or be ashamed after you do. It’s sexy as hell. You’re sexy as hell. The way you moaned out my name when you came. Christ,” he mutters. “But we’re not done.”
I look at him now. “We’re not?”
“Oh no. Not even close. Now I’m going to taste you,” he tells me, lifting his fingers that were inside me to his mouth. Then he sucks on them. Holy shit. That’s hot.
“I want to touch you, Lucian. Let me touch you now.”
He smirks. “Touch me then. Wherever you want. However you want.”
I bite my lower lip.
“What is it?” he asks, so in tune to how I’m feeling. How can he see me so clearly in this darkened room when I’m struggling to see him?
“Show me how. I want to know what you like,” I confess.
I blow out a breath, a shiver of pleasure spearing up my spine. I could come with just a few strokes of my cock. This girl has me so wound up, wound up so tight, tighter than I’ve ever been.
“Christ. You’re going to kill me. Your honesty is a huge turn on.” I stand and remove my boxer briefs. Nicole stares at my cock, so fucking hard right now and leaking precum. She gulps. Brave girl.
“Yeah, I’m kinda glad we’re not going to fuck. That would hurt,” she blurts out, then closes her eyes, trying to hide from what she just said.
I just sit down next to her and caress her cheek with the knuckles of my hand. Such soft, smooth skin. She’s so damn beautiful. “It’ll hurt a little because you’re a virgin, but once you adjust to my size, I’d make it so good for you.”
“I know you would, but for now, show me how to touch you.”
This is going to test my resolve. I should have jacked off and came when she did the first time, then this time I’d last longer. Fuck it.
I grab her hand and press her palm to my cock. The heat of her hand has my cock twitching and I grit my teeth. “Now, wrap your hand around. Yeah, like that. A little tighter. There, yeah, oh, fuck yeah.” It feels so damn good. Too damn good. I guide her hand up and down my dick, showing her the rhythm I like, pausing at the tip to coat her palm with precum for a little lube. When she’s ready to take over on her own, I fall to my back. I lick my fingers then touch her drenched pussy.
“You’re so damn wet,” I tell her and she bites her lip again. I’ve figured out she does that when she’s unsure, so I tell her, “It’s a good thing.”
“Oh,” is all she says.
“Do you want to suck my cock, baby?” I ask as her face gets closer and closer. She swipes her tongue over the head and I groan. “Fuck.”
“Yes, I want to.”
I nod. “Come here, baby.” I motion for her to get on her hands and knees. When I lift one of her legs so she’s straddling my face, she blushes.
“I’m not sure—”
“You will be in a minute. Just keep stroking my cock. Put it in your mouth when you’re ready. Suck on it like you do a popsicle,” I instruct, then pull her hips down so her pussy’s resting on my mouth. I don’t waste any time. I open my mouth and cover her pussy, licking up her juices. “You taste so good. Spicy and a bit of peach. Peach?”
“I don’t know. I eat a lot of fruit. Peaches are my favorite. Maybe that’s it?”
“I don’t know and I don’t care. You taste like fucking heaven.” I dive back in, my tongue running along her clit then back down. She moans and then her mouth is on my dick.
. Her sweet little mouth. I can just see her tongue licking at the precum. She leans in and I can’t see anything—only feel. When her lips close over the head of my cock I have a hard time remembering to lick her pussy.
I swirl my tongue around her clit and she does the same to the tip of my dick. I slip a finger into her pussy, working it in before adding a second. She’s seriously tight and would definitely need to be stretched a little before we’d fuck.
She takes me deeper into her mouth, sucking, moving up and down. She’s having a hard time setting a rhythm, but I know she’ll find it. I suck on her clit and she moans. The buck of my hips is involuntary. That sound. She’s incredible.
I lower my hips back to the bed and then she finds it. The rhythm that’s going to blow my mind. She had to have watched some porn to know to keep pumping my cock while she sucks and damn if that doesn’t make it hotter. Her fingers touch my balls and I groan, a shot of precum slipping out. I’m going to come soon, but I sure as hell am not going without her.
I curve my fingers inside her, thrusting slowly, to find the right spot. Her back arches and her breath comes out in a rush. There we go. I swipe my tongue across her clit hard, then soft. I flick it softly, then hard and fast. She likes the flicks. It’s not long before she’s sucking me faster, her hips moving against my face, pumping her pussy around my fingers. I lay my tongue flat as she rides my face, letting it slide against her clit. Her legs begin to shake.
She tugs on my balls and holy fuck.
“Baby, I’m going to come,” I warn. She doesn’t let up and I can’t stop. I suck on her clit, then flick it hard and fast and just like that she’s coming. I keep licking her as I lift my hips, thrusting into her mouth, going deeper and deeper, prickles of pleasure spreading from my balls and up my cock, and then I’m shooting my cum into her mouth. I groan against her pussy, fucking her mouth, coming like I haven’t in a long damn time. Shit. That’s a lot of cum for her to handle her first time sucking dick.
She falls over to her side, her leg resting against my face. I kiss the calf, trying to catch my breath.
“You sure you never did that before?” I ask, struggling to catch my breath.
“Nuh-uh. I watched some porn with my roommate in the hospital so I had an idea of how to do it.”
“You watched porn in the hospital?” I ask, biting back a laugh.
“Yeah. We were bored. There’s only so much you can do when you’re stuck in a hospital for weeks at a time,” she tells me, her tone flat.
“I’m sorry, Nicole.” I really, really am. She shouldn’t have to go through this. Why can’t the bad things just happen to bad people? Hell, I’m one of those bad people. I hit rock bottom five, six years ago and it took two years for me to climb back out of that hell. I nearly dragged Ben down with me, giving him coke. Jesse pounded my face pretty fucking good when he found out. Kennedy and Ethan showed up too late and I could tell they were disappointed they didn’t get a chance to bust up my face. I get it. Band members, brothers. We protect our own. I was an asshole. I owe him—all of them, an apology.
“Don’t feel sorry for me, Lucian. So far you’re the only one I’ve met that didn’t have pity in their eyes when we were introduced.”
“That’s bullshit. I didn’t have pity in my eyes when we met,” Justin yells through the door.
Nicole’s eyes go wide and her hand flies up to her mouth. “Oh my God.”
I chuckle. “Dude.”
“What? I can’t help it if the walls on this fucker are paper-thin. By the way, nice going, Nicole. First time sucking cock and you blew his head off,” Justin tells her.
“Oh my God,” she mutters again. If I could see her clearly I’d bet her face was five shades of red.
“Stop with that shit,” Justin tells her. “No need to be embarrassed. It was hot. I jacked off twice listening to you two, so yeah, thanks for that.”
She sucks in a breath and, shit, I hope she doesn’t cry. Instead, she surprises the hell out of me and bursts into laughter.
“Glad we could help you out there, Tin Man,” I tell him blandly.
“Hey, I wasn’t the only one. Gage and Kael were stroking it too. And if Mack had been here, he’d have been doing the same,” Justin announces and I groan. Is it too much to ask for a little privacy? I mean, I’m all for them getting off and all, but not my first time with Nicole.
“I guess,” Nicole begins, struggling through a laugh, “I’ll have to be more quiet if we do this again.”
“Won’t matter,” Justin tells her. “We’ll still hear it.”
“We’ll play some music or something,” I tell her. “And there’s no ‘if’ we do this again. Baby, this is happening more than once.” I can’t let this go. It was too good and I
something for this girl, something that gets my blood running and tells me my heart isn’t broken.
I’m not sure what Ben’s deal is, why he hasn’t made a move with the size of the hard-on he’s got for Coley. All I know is his loss is my gain.
I crawl up the bed and pull Coley with me. She snuggles into my side and I cover us both, settling into the soft pillow. I haven’t had a girl sleep in my bed—ever. We have the same rules as FD—Fuck ‘em and chuck ‘em. We’re assholes and we make no apologies for it. Only there’s something different about Nicole. Something that has me wanting to keep her close and spend time with her. It’s not her illness, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t scare the hell out of me.
Her breathing is even as she drifts off to sleep. I absently run my fingertips up and down her arm.
“What if you’re falling in love with her, man?” Justin asks through the door.
I don’t have an answer to that question so I just don’t say anything.