Page 24 of For the Plot (The Stone Siblings #1)

James

Babygirl - Maddie Zahm

My dick jumped at her words. Fuck , how was she so hot all the time? “You… You don’t have to worry about that if you don’t want to,” I replied shakily, even as my dick yelled at me to shut the fuck up.

Her eyes snapped up to mine from where she’d been staring at the erection trying to punch a hole through my sweats. “I really, really want to,” she replied, voice sure and steady.

I gulped at the heat in her eyes, letting out a shaky breath.

The words rushed out of me, begging for relief.

“Then god yes, I want nothing more than to see your hands on my cock.” And your mouth, and your tongue, and your cunt , my dick supplied, but I ignored that. Baby steps , I had to remind myself.

For all her sudden bravado, she looked a little uncertain when her gaze landed back down on my crotch.

Her ass was resting on my thighs, but she rose to her knees to kneel over me so she could pull down my boxers until I could kick them off my ankles and onto the floor.

My dick snapped out, sticking angrily into the air, curving back slightly towards my stomach.

Nikki leaned forward, bracing herself with one hand on my hip, tracing the other slowly up my thigh and towards my aching cock that twitched as the anticipation built. Finally, her hand reached my dick, and she traced a finger softly up the shaft.

“ Fuck ,” I groaned. I closed my eyes, my head falling back as I let her take her time, exploring my dick with her fingers. It was torture in the best way. Her fingers were soft and warm, and I swear I was more turned on than I had ever been.

I lifted my head back up to beg her to end the teasing and touch me for real. She saw the movement before I could say anything, and I must have looked like I was in serious pain, because her hand stopped, a sheepish smile playing on her lips.

“I’m sorry.” She giggled, biting her lip.

“To be honest, I’ve always been so fascinated about a hard dick.

What it would feel like.” God, this woman just did something to me.

Her look turned sultry as she finally, finally wrapped her fingers around the base of my dick, giving a tentative squeeze.

“Will you tell me what you like? I want to make this good for you.”

I couldn’t look at her with my dick in her hand as she asked how to make it good for me without coming on the spot. I could not come five seconds after she touched me. I would not.

OK, James, think something unsexy. Let’s try saying the alphabet backwards. Z, y, x… uhhhh. Damn, I was bad at this. At least I hadn't embarrassed myself and exploded yet.

I realized I still hadn’t responded to her yet, her eyes flicking over my face, a question in her gaze. “Yes.” My voice came out much hoarser than expected. “I’ll tell you what to do.”

She waited patiently, squeezing her hand around the base of my dick again.

“Spit on it,” I demanded. Nikki’s eyes went wide, pupils swallowing the blue.

She licked her lips, squirming on my thighs, and leaned over to spit on my dick.

Without waiting for me to say it, she dragged her hand up and down my shaft, spreading the wetness.

Circling once over the head, she gathered the pre-cum there, combining with her spit to slick her hand.

“Mmmm, god, that feels so good,” I groaned, closing my eyes again as she continued moving her hand on me. “Now close your fist tighter and squeeze my cock like you mean it.” I heard her sharp inhale before her hand tightened and continued to move at the same torturously slow pace.

“It feels even better when you twist as you go," I told her. "Especially when you use two hands and twist in opposite directions.”

Nikki leaned back until she was fully sitting on me and could use both of her hands.

I could feel her wetness against my leg, and I cursed, turned on even more by the fact that she was so turned on doing this for me.

She moved up and down in short motions, twisting her hands in opposite directions as she went, back and forth.

On each up stroke, she used her top hand to sweep her thumb over the head.

I was panting at this point, way too close to coming and helpless to stop the grunts and noises she was bringing out in me.

Like she could read my mind, Nikki stopped.

My eyes snapped open, whining at the loss of contact as she pulled her hands away. I was so hard the head of my cock was almost purple at that point, and I felt like I would spontaneously combust if she didn’t finish me soon.

“Why’d you stop?” I asked, only to find a hungry look in her eyes.

She bit her lip, looking down at my dick. “If it’s OK with you, can I use my mouth?"

Is it OK with me? “Fuck yes,” I breathed.

She grinned devilishly before bringing one hand back down to hold my dick steady at the base.

As she got closer, she opened her mouth, holding her tongue out to make contact first. It took every ounce of strength I had not to come on her face in that moment.

I slid one hand into her hair, pulling it up and back out of her face so I could watch. And then her tongue was on me, licking one long strip from base to top on the underside of my dick, before swirling a circle around the head.

“Oh god,” I groaned. “I’m so close.”

Nikki pulled up again. “Tell me before you come. I don’t think I'm ready for you to come in my mouth.”

“Of course.” I moved my hand to rest on her knee. “I’ll tap you, but move quickly because I don’t know how long I’ll last once you put your mouth on me. When you pull away, jerk my cock hard and fast while I come.” She nodding in acknowledgment before going back in.

She didn’t hesitate this time. Her warm mouth wrapped around the head of my cock as she squeezed the base tightly.

She swirled her tongue once around the head, and that was it.

I frantically tapped her knee. She pulled back immediately, squeezing the head of my cock with her lips as it fell out of her lips with a pop.

Her hand moved up and down rapidly as I came, spurting in streams over her hand and my stomach.

Nikki

I let go of James’s dick, looking down at the come coating my hand.

Honestly, any time I’d watched porn, I’d never understood the appeal of a man coming all over a woman and why some women found it hot.

But I felt like I kind of understood it now.

At least for me, it wasn’t the cum itself, but how empowering it felt to bring someone to such immense pleasure.

I was glad he didn’t seem upset that I didn’t want him to come in my mouth.

It wasn't that I wouldn’t ever be open to trying it, but with my sensory issues including both texture and taste, I had no idea how I would react to it the first time, and didn’t particularly want to experiment with it tonight.

Leaning over James, I reached for the tissues on my bedside table to clean us up.

As I slid forward, my center dragged across his thigh, and a hiss escaped me.

“Fuck, Nikki, I can feel your wetness dripping on me,” James groaned, grabbing my hips.

I leaned back, tissues in hand as I cleaned up the mess we’d made of each other.

“Do you want more? I’m fucking dying to taste you.

And it seems only fair to return the favor.

” He winked at me, gripping my hips to slide my pussy along his thigh again.

My core clenched, obviously on board already. He sat up so we were face to face, giving me a brief but deep kiss. Then he flipped us around to lay me on my back and slowly kissing his way down my body, stopping to suck on each of my nipples before continuing lower.

“Spread your legs and plant your feet on the bed for me, darling,” he murmured against my lower stomach, tracing my skin with his tongue. I didn’t realize just how sensitive that area was, but it felt so good. I sighed, melting against his touch as I did as he asked.

He looked up at me as he parted my lips with his hands, blowing cold air across my warm cunt before starting. I gasped at the sensation. He held eye contact while he said, “Hold on, darling.” I slid my hand into his curls, clenching in anticipation.

Then that man went to town .

My thighs clamped around his head on instinct as lightning sang through my body, and I felt him moan against me as he sucked my clit into his mouth, laving his tongue against the sensitive bud.

I had read hundreds of romance books describing this feeling in hundreds of ways, but even as a writer, I didn't think I could ever put into words exactly what it felt like.

My hands tightened in James’s hair as he lightly scraped my clit with his teeth.

“Oh god,” I whimpered, my toes curling into the sheets.

Licking down from my clit, he circled his tongue around my entrance.

His nose brushed against my clit with every movement, and my body responded by jerking with every brush.

He kept at it, alternating between circling and running his tongue back up to suck at my clit again.

Over and over and over, until I was a sweating, panting mess.

His hips rutted against the mattress, seeking his own relief.

I guess putting his mouth on me turned him on as much as it had me when I’d done it to him.

I could feel the orgasm building, but I knew it was going to happen again. That I was going to sit on the edge right before the fall, unable to get off.

“James,” I whined, and he looked up, keeping the flat of his tongue pressed against my clit as he did. “Toy, please.”

This time he did pull away, grinning at me. “There’s my girl, asking for what she wants." He reached over to grab the toy from where it had been abandoned on the mattress. Turning it on, he put it against my clit, going back to work with his mouth.

And then without warning, I was coming so hard I saw stars, body shaking and seizing.

James pulled his tongue out of me, licking slowly up my slit as I came down. After a moment, once I’d caught my breath, he had pulled back, lifting himself up off the bed. There was a wet spot on the blankets below him where his dick had been.

He looked up at me with a guilty smile. “I'm sorry, I seem to have enjoyed that a little too much.”

A warm feeling I didn’t recognize bloomed in my chest at the realization that pleasuring me was enough to make him come a second time. “Not gonna lie, that’s pretty hot.”