Page 86 of Sparks of Insanity
Fuck me. Talk about destroying me from right in the middle of my chest.
“Baby,” I crouched and cupped her chin, “whether you can do it or not, they already lost, okay? They didn’t break you. That was all me.” I grinned at her, trying to soften my words, even though I meant them completely. She was mine to break, and I fucking succeeded.
She was no longer the prickly goth girl I’d tried to teach. She was all sunshine and smiles now, even though she was so covered in tattoos, that it seemed to counter the brightness. It was the two sides of her. The two sides of the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
“Please, Ethan. Can I try?” Hey, I’m trying to be a nice guy here, but I’m still a fucking guy, right? Who doesn’t want a warm wet mouth around their cock? I kissed her, and stood back up again, reaching down to stroke her hair.
“Want me to guide you, or keep my hands to myself?”
She shuddered as her eyes focused on my cock again. It twitched and she whimpered, lifting a hand to touch it. We hadn’t really ever focused on letting her explore him, becausebasically all her experiences of seeing a man’s junk were bad ones.
“Can I just… can I try, and don’t… just don’t try to choke me with it, or push my head down.” I’d love to say the thought didn’t appeal to me, but I’d embraced the asshole I’d become, and I knew I would have, except for not wanting to traumatise her so much that she’d never try this again.
“You’re driving, baby. Just do what you want to him. Oh… wait, no teeth. And don’t…Jesus, yeah, just explore him.” My whole body shuddered as she wrapped a hand around my dick and stroked him, watching as my foreskin drew back with the motion.
“It feels so good when the foreskin moves, baby, you can lightly drag it back like… yeah, like that. Fuck yeah…”
When she lowered her head, and took a tentative lick up the underside of my cock, my legs nearly buckled, but I held strong, because this was a monumental fucking moment for her, and I wouldn’t ruin it. Hell, who wants to ruin a blow job anyway, right? It’s not entirely selfless. I’m still a prick.
“So good, baby, so fucking good,” I whispered, stroking her hair back so I could see her eyes as they lifted to mine. She offered me a tremulous smile, and I nearly fucking melted to my knees for her.
I said I didn’t know if I could love, but if she could affect me like this, how the fuck could it be anything but love? I wanted to tell her, but it felt like the most wrong moment ever to say it. Look at me declaring love, just because I’m getting head, right?
Her mouth closed around the head of my cock and she froze for a moment, before taking a breath through her nose, and sliding her lips down the shaft. Fuck me, she’s just fucking sucking me deep. Fuck. She kept going, until she was almost gagging on me. What the fuck. Was she pushing herself too far on purpose?
“Babe? Hey, little saboteur, you don’t need to fucking deepthroat me, you’re doing great.”
She made a garbled noise, which vibrated along my cock and fuck me, suddenly I knew I couldn’t hold on any longer, taking a panicked step back, sliding him from her mouth just as he erupted, and I covered her hand and myself in cum. Jesus fuck. Embarrassing much?
“I… was it good?”
I dropped to my knees beside a startled fucking goddess, kissing her forehead before resting mine against hers.
“Fucking perfect. I know this is the worst possible time to say this, but I love you, Ember. I fucking love you, and I think you must have healed a part of me for that to even be possible.”
Tears filled her eyes, but she frowned at me.
“Because I sucked your dick?”I fucking knew it!
“No, baby, because you fucking broke me, but you fixed me too. Maybe a little because you sucked me off, but mostly for the other reasons. We’re two fucked up assholes, but we’re obviously meant for each other. Now why don’t we get cleaned up again, because for some reason we’re covered in cum. FYI that’s the last of my cum that gets wasted until you’re pregnant.”
“Psycho.” That’s fair.
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