The Ties That Bind Us: (The Ties Duet Part One) by Danda K. (best books to read for knowledge txt) 📗

hip thrusts into my face, and I know she’s close. I pick up my pace and continue to suck and lick and pump inside her until I feel the walls around my finger pulsing. I add another finger, and her thighs begin to jerk.

She’s chasing her orgasm, pulling and pushing as I go in and out of her. She screams my name as the orgasm explodes through her. I feel her clit throbbing while she rides out her high. She tries to escape my mouth and the pressure of her orgasm, but I hold her in place and continue to devour her.

Once her breaths calm, and I know she’s coming back down, I slowly pull away. Still on my knees, I take one of my fingers to my mouth and wrap my lips around it, sucking all of her off me while she watches.

I climb back on the bed next to her and bring my other finger to her mouth. She needs to know how good she tastes. She needs to know why she’s my personal drug. Cameron opens her mouth, not taking her eyes off of me, sucking herself from my finger, and I think I may come on the spot.

I kiss her hard, tasting her arousal along her lips, and run my thumb across her bottom lip. “You’re fucking delicious, baby.”

She smiles at me meekly then studies the ceiling.

I collapse next to her, still hard. I know this was a monumental step for her, so if my dick has to wait a bit longer, he’ll just have to suck it up. Pun intended.

In the meantime, my mouth will be working triple shifts on my girl.

Sitting up, I take off my shirt and wipe my face with it, then toss it towards the hamper, but it lands on the nightstand instead. Before getting up to get a new one, I feel Cam’s hand on my arm and stop. She pulls me back to the bed, and I turn around to face her.

Softly, she asks, “Where are you going?” She’s sitting up at the edge of the bed now, her legs slightly parted. She pulls me between them, facing her, and stares at the bulge in front of her face.

With a shy smile, she swallows hard and says, “We’re not finished yet.”

Twenty-two

Cameron

Oh. My. God.

I can’t believe that just happened.

I just let Jaxon go down on me. If somebody told me a year ago that I would not only be living with a guy but sharing his bed every night and letting him eat me like Thanksgiving dinner...Well, obviously, I wouldn’t have believed it.

I stare at the ceiling, trying to figure out how the hell I got here. It’s as if I’m just the passenger in my life lately.

I can’t seem to get up right now. I feel exhausted, tingly, and like a bomb just went off in my vagina.

But like, a good bomb.

I look over to Jaxon as he takes his shirt off and wipes his face with it. His gorgeous face, that’s covered with me. I can add likes to be eaten out to the list of things I never knew about myself.

Thinking about what just happened has sparks going off in my belly. He didn’t just make me feel good; he made my body ignite in ways I never thought possible. Jaxon has woken something inside me, and I’m desperate to experience it again.

I know I should offer to reciprocate, but I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. What if I make a fool of myself and accidentally bite him or pinch him or something?

I let out a small frustrated breath, wishing I could get out of my head for once. Jaxon just went to town on me like his life depended on it, with no expectations from me. And his penis is still very hard. If anyone deserves for me to at least try to make them feel good, it’s Jaxon.

He moves to get off the bed, and I grab his arm. He immediately stiffens. I take a deep breath as he turns around to face me.

Here goes everything.

I try to seem confident as I look at him. “Where are you going?”

I scoot closer to the edge of the bed and pull him towards me. Swallowing hard, I say, “We’re not finished yet. I want to make you feel good, too, Jaxon.”

The words come out more sheepish than confident, but I’m trying to keep my cool. I’m so nervous I feel like my chest’s caving in.

He looks down at me reassuringly. “Baby, it’s okay. I know this was a lot for you. I can wait.” He shakes his head. “You don’t have to.” I know deep down beneath his understanding is a very horny and desperate Jaxon wanting to throat punch himself for saying that.

I grab his hand and insist, “But I want to.” Being honest, I say, “Obviously, I’ve never done anything like this before, so I don’t know how great I’ll be at it.” I wince a bit and continue, “But I was always a great student.” I wink at him now, trying to reach his playful side. “So just tell me what you like, and I’ll do my best to make sure you enjoy it.”

He senses my nerves and is struggling with what to do.

He looks like he may argue again, but my stubbornness won’t allow it. I grab his pants in my hands and push them down so they fall to his ankles. He seems surprised by my audacious behavior.

Looking up at him, I instruct in a no-nonsense tone, “No more talking, Jaxon, unless it’s to tell me what to do with this.” I gesture to his briefs, which now have a large, engorged penis staring right at me through the opening.

Well, then.

My eyes widen, and I look back up to him in disbelief.

He grins back at me, proud. I lose my words again and look back at his penis. He must think I’m pathetic. Which is just what every girl