Page 21 of Scarlett and the Fake Boyfriend (Scarlett #2)

Oh thank God. It didn’t seem like he was weirded out by my questioning.

But I was a little messed up in the head about it.

“We only have 19 minutes,” I said. “Less now. Can we skip to you teaching me how to do it on you? Because I’m much more likely to need help with that, right?

” I needed more time to sort through my warring thoughts.

“Are you saying that you want to give me a blowjob? Without me returning the favor?”

“Yes, let’s do that.”

“Really?”

I nodded.

“Seriously?” he asked.

“Yup.”

He shrugged. “Okay. I’m not going to argue with you about it.”

“Great.” I stood up. “So how do we do this? Do I just undo your pants?” I reached for the button on his jeans.

He caught my hand. “I need a second after that interruption.”

“Okay. Should I go into the other room or something?”

He laughed. “No.” He put his hand on the side of my face. “I’d much rather you kiss me.”

“I can do that.” I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him.

His hands fell to my waist as he pulled me against him.

It didn’t take long for me to feel his hardness pressing against me.

He slowly pulled back. “You’re sure you don’t want me to please you?” he whispered against my lips.

All I could feel was this ache between my legs. I wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me. But my heart was racing way too fast. And I had a hard time thinking straight when we were this close. “We’re running out of time. Just show me the basics of pleasing you.”

He grabbed my hand and placed it against the front of his jeans.

I knew the logistics. I’d seen movies. But this thing seemed way bigger than I thought it would. How was I supposed to fit it in my mouth ?

“Don’t worry,” he said when he saw the expression on my face. “I’m sure the kiss thief is smaller.”

Hearing him mention the kiss thief seemed to break me out of my thoughts.

Jacob was doing this as a friend. To help me.

Nothing more. It was good that I’d told him to stop earlier.

It would have blurred the line between friendship between us.

And I didn’t want to lose him as a friend just because I started getting attached when he never would.

I nodded as I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.

His Adam’s apple rose and fell as I pushed his jeans down.

I stared down. His erection was tenting his boxer briefs.

Okay, yeah, this was too big for my mouth. But I was determined to figure this out. This was why I was practicing. “If it helps you can close your eyes and think of Olivia.” I started to drop to my knees, but he stopped me.

“Don’t say that.”

“It’s fine,” I said. “I get it if you want to picture her instead.” I dropped to my knees.

He stared down at me. “Scarlett, how could I possibly be thinking of anyone but you?” His words made my heart race.

“I was just saying that if you want to. I know you like her.”

“All I’m thinking about is your lips wrapped around me. If that’s what you want.”

I felt that ache between my thighs again. “That’s what I want.” I grabbed the sides of his boxers and pushed them down. I flinched backward as he sprung free. Yeah, this was not anatomically possible. How did girls do this?

“Let’s start with your hand,” Jacob said.

I nodded and lifted my hand. I slowly wrapped it around him and he groaned. I looked up at him. His eyes weren’t closed. He was staring down at me.

“Slowly move your hand up and down.”

I tightened my grip and followed his instructions.

“A little looser than that,” he said.

Oops. I made my grip less tight so it slid up and down easier. This seemed simple enough. “What next?” I asked.

“I need you to promise me something first,” he said.

I kept moving my hand. “What?”

“You promise you’re not about to bite me?”

I laughed. “You’re playing a dangerous game making fun of me when I’m about to have my teeth very close to your member.”

“That’s not an answer. Lips only. I’m serious.”

I leaned forward. “You mean like this?” I wrapped my lips around his tip.

“Fuck.” He buried his fingers in my hair but then dropped his hands. “Yes, just like that.” His voice sounded tight. “Now move up and down.”

I moved my lips down his shaft and then slowly back up.

“A little faster,” he said.

I started to move up and down, but I wasn’t even close to reaching his base. I pulled back. “Does that feel good? I can’t fit all of you in my mouth.”

“It feels amazing. But here.” He grabbed my hand and wrapped it around him. “You can use your mouth and your hand in sync. ”

I nodded and leaned forward, wrapping my lips around him again, using my hand and mouth at the same time.

“Just like that, love.”

His new nickname for me spurred me on. I tried to take him even deeper, but gagged when he hit the back of my throat.

“It’s sexy when you gag like that.”

I looked up at him. Noted.

“And the eye contact. That’s really hot.”

I kept my eyes locked with his while I tried to go all the way down again. I gagged.

He cursed under his breath. He put his hands in my hair again but then dropped them.

It was like he was itching to guide me, but restraining.

I pulled back. “Show me exactly what you like.” I lifted his hand to the back of my head again.

He stared down at me as his fingers tangled in my hair. He started guiding the pace. Faster than what I would have thought to do.

But the way he groaned made me want to keep doing it forever. I felt that ache between my legs even more.

“Do you want me to cum in your mouth?” he asked, his voice tight. “Or on you? I don’t have a tissue or anything.”

The second option sounded messy. And if he asked to cum in my mouth first, it probably meant he preferred it. I put my index finger up to show him I chose option one.

He groaned and that made it seem like he was happy with my choice. He increased his pace slightly.

My eyes were starting to water. But I somehow didn’t gag again. I was pretty sure he was being careful not to hit my throat too much.

His fingers tightened in my hair and he groaned.

It felt like his dick pulsed in my mouth. And then I tasted him. It was way saltier than I expected it to be. And it kept coming and coming.

And for some reason I had the sudden urge to sneeze. I wiggled my nose to try to make the urge stop.

He groaned again from the movements I was making. And then he slowly pulled out. “Scarlett, that was amazing.”

“Mhm,” I said with my mouth full.

“Are you going to swallow or do you want me to find a tissue?”

“Tissue,” I tried to mumble, because I was seconds away from sneezing.

“One sec.” Jacob zipped up his pants just as the door behind us started to open again.

Mr. Nigel walked in. “Sorry I’m a bit early, I forgot that I also need to draw the mademoiselle a bath. There’s just too much to do...” His voice trailed off when he saw me on my knees. “Did you fall again?” He hurried over to me.

Ah! No! I had a mouthful of cum! And no tissue. I somehow managed to swallow it before Mr. Nigel reached me. But as I was swallowing, I also lost control and sneezed. And all I felt was fire in my nostrils. “Ah!” I yelled. I was pretty sure the cum had somehow gotten into my nose when I sneezed.

“Are you okay?” Mr. Nigel asked as he helped me to my feet .

“My nose,” I said. “It’s on fire.” I started coughing but it didn’t help.

Mr. Nigel looked at Jacob. “She needs a sinus rinse! We need a neti pot stat! She’s having some kind of allergic reaction to something in the air!”

I shook my head. I didn’t want him to think I needed medical attention. “Water,” I croaked.

“Water!” Mr. Nigel sprinted into the kitchen.

“Are you okay?” Jacob asked. But it really looked like he wanted to burst out laughing.

“I have your cum in my nose,” I hissed.

His resolve snapped and he started laughing.

“It’s not funny, Jacob.” I shoved his arm.

“It’s a little funny. You had done such a good job until you sneezed.”

I sighed and coughed. “I’m a disaster.”

“You’re not a disaster.”

“But that was.” I put my face in my hands.

“I swear it was really good,” he said.

But of course he’d say that.

“Can we maybe practice that again?” I asked. “And I’ll try not to sneeze? Or you could finish on me. Which one do you prefer?”

“Both.”

I laughed and coughed again. “So gross.”

“Well now this is just insulting,” he said.

“You try getting it in your nose!”

“No thanks.”

“Your water,” Mr. Nigel said. He handed me a champagne flute full of water and slapped me on the back. “ You okay?”

Sure. I just sneezed after performing my first blowjob. And almost got caught by Mr. Nigel with my mouth full of cum.

“We should probably get to the party,” Jacob said and grabbed my hand.

“Yes, please.” Get me out of here.

“Feel better,” Mr. Nigel said. “I’ll work on the stains.”

For a second I thought I had gotten some skeet somewhere. But then I remembered he was referring to the jerseys.

Jacob guided me outside.

I breathed a sigh of relief. “So we really can practice that again, right?”

“Whenever you want.”

“Maybe in your truck real quick?”

He laughed. “How about tomorrow night? I need some time to recover.”

“Because of the sneeze thing? I don’t think I’ll ever be able to erase it from my memory either.”

“No, it just literally takes time to recover.”

I stared at him.

“To get hard again after you cum.”

“Oh.” I nodded. “Right,” I said, like I was cool enough to know that.

He opened the door of his truck for me and helped me in.

I watched him walk around the front of the truck. His hair was a little mussed up from where I’d had my fingers in it. And I had the oddest sensation that I might be falling asleep tonight thinking of him looking up at me from between my thighs.

While I was sleeping right next to Axel.