Page 62 of Save Me

I nodded, lying back with him. He tucked me close and I rested my head on his bare chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. The moonlight shining through his window was enough light to show his tattoos. I ran my fingers over one above his hip. Then trailed them to the one under his belly button. The muscles in his stomach went taut.

“If you keep touching me like that, I’ll never fall back to sleep,” he said, his voice sounding more awake.

I smiled to myself. “Since you’re awake, maybe you can tell me the dirty things you think of when you look at me.” I didn’t know if it was because I was half asleep or the medicine I was on, but I was feeling very brave at the moment.

He stilled beneath me. “I don’t think you’re ready for that.”

“Hmm,” I hummed. “Then can I tell you the dirty things I think of?”

His chest shook with silent laughter. “I’d love to hear them.”

I tapped my finger below his belly button. “I want to kiss you right here.”

“You can kiss me anywhere you want to.”

I took that as an invitation and scooted down the bed and settled between his legs. I planted an open-mouth kiss below his belly button, then tapped his hip. “Can I kiss you here?”

He put an arm behind his head as he stared down at me. “Like I said, anywhere.”

I planted a kiss on his hip and trailed my mouth along the waistband of his pants to the center. Looking up at him, I asked, “What if I want to kiss you lower?”

He stroked his fingers along my cheek. “Have you ever done that before?”

I shook my head. “Will you let me?”

“Will I let you?” He huffed a laugh. “That’s a silly question, baby girl.”

I tucked my fingers into the bands of his PJs and boxers and he lifted his hips, aiding me in pulling them down around his thighs. He was already hard. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, finding him warm and his skin soft. I gave the very tip a gentle kiss.

His body shook, laughing. “Everything you do is adorable.”

“Is this adorable?” I asked as I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft.

He hissed.

“Or this?” I asked before sucking the mushroom tip into my mouth.

He let out a shaky breath. “Where’d a sweet girl like you learn to do that?”

I swirled my tongue around him. “I may have researched it.”

“Did you now?” he grunted. “Are you going to show me everything you learned?”

I smiled just before taking him back into my mouth. I took him in until he touched the back of my throat and pulled back, sucking and running my tongue along him as I did. I repeated that over and over again.

“Fuck,” he hissed and his hands collected my hair that was starting to obscure his view. His grip tightened as I took him all the way back into my mouth. Before I could pull back, one of his hands cupped the back of my head, holding me still. “Relax your throat,” he ordered and I did. Gently, he thrust further down my throat. “That’s it, good girl.” His hips began rocking, sliding himself in and out. “I want to fuck your mouth so bad,” he said, sounding as if he were in pain. “But I don’t want to cum down your throat for our first time.” He pulled himself from my mouth. “You’ve made your point. You want to hear the dirty things I’m thinking, here you go. I want to bury my cock deep into your tight little pussy and I want you on your hands and knees when I do.”

I clenched my thighs at the intense throb between them. “Oh,” I blurted.

Keelan cursed and sat up. “That was too much, wasn’t it?”

I shook my head. “No. I liked it.”

“I got carried away and I forgot how new to this you—”

I covered his mouth. “I may be new to this, but I’m not afraid to tell you I’m not alright with something.” I held his eyes, hoping he would see how serious I was. “So get carried away with me,” I said with a whisper, dropping my hand.

He kissed me fiercely, his tongue plunging past my lips. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and broke our kiss to lift it over my head. He tossed it away haphazardly and climbed off the bed. He flicked on the light on the nightstand and the room lit up. As he opened his nightstand drawer and grabbed a condom, he shoved his PJs and boxers the rest of the way off.