He kissed her just as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. He froze, inhaling sharply.
"Fuck, your hands feel good," he said, looking down at them. She gripped him tightly, rolling her fingers up his shaft like she'd done it a million times before.
"I want to please you just as much as you've pleased me. Can you allow me that?"
He wanted to tell her she didn't need to. He enjoyed watching her come apart and didn't expect it done in return, but she didn't let him finish. She bent down and ran her tongue up his cock.
He felt his knees almost buckle under him, and he leaned into the bed to save himself. Her mouth was hot against his tip, her tongue sliding up him.
"Fuck," he grabbed her shoulders, not wanting to come. He didn't want to cut the lovemaking short. He wanted to savor her for longer.
He watched her mouth take him in, and she sucked. He gripped her shoulder, feeling the urge to rock into her. He couldn't. God, no, he couldn't.
She pulled back with a pop as his cock slid out of her mouth.
"You're holding back," she said, running her hand over him. "Don't." She kissed his tip. "For me."
He didn't know what to think, but he knew that he'd been blessed.
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
LEXI
She stared up at him, watching the look of hunger and worry mixing in his eyes. She could tell he'd been holding back, and she didn't want him to. She wasn't a virgin to this, and she certainly didn't want him to worry that she couldn't handle herself.
She'd given her fair share of hand jobs and blow jobs to know when it was worth her time or not. Rao was worth her everything. He'd done nothing but please her, and she wanted to return the favor.
They'd had sex before, and even then, he ensured that it was about her. He did everything he could to fulfill her needs. She wanted to do the same.
She pulled herself off the bed and seated him in her place, spreading his legs wide. She bent down, kneeling between him. She wanted to do this, but she needed him to trust her.
She looked up at him, giving him a gentle smile. "Rao, we are married. Can you trust me on this? I can handle a blow job."
He almost chuckled, but she could tell he was nervous. "Lexi, tonight isn't about me. Tonight is about you."
"It's about us," she said, giving him another smile. "Both of us. Your enjoyment is just as important as mine. We are married, which makes us a team."
Rao had always been sure to get her off, and she wanted to make sure she was doing the same. She didn't want it to always be about her and soon find him unhappy.
She didn't want their amazing relationship to crumble apart because he was always trying to make sure she was happy. She was, and she wanted him to be just as happy with her.
Lexi wrapped her fingers around his cock, watching his eyes harden. She kissed him on the lips before she bent down and ran her tongue over his tip, tasting him.
She eased her mouth over him, slowly rocking her head farther down his cock. She felt his hands on her head, gentle at first. Guiding her.
She inhaled through her nose, feeling his cock throb. She felt his fingers tighten, and she felt his control slipping. She could hear it in the way his breath quickened.
Lexi bobbed her head, sucking just slightly, and she felt him inhale sharply. He thrust into her, sending the full mass of his dick deep into her throat. She was pleased she didn't gag.
She felt the tears build, almost ready to break free. She gripped the sheets, hearing him groan. This was good.
"Fuck, Lexi. God, you're mouth. Keep doing that. Yes, suck me."
She felt him thrust once more before she felt the hotness running down her throat. She swallowed before she sucked him hard, being sure to clear everything off his cock.
He pulled back, leaning back onto the mattress. A huge smile covered his face. "Fuck. God, Lexi."
She wiped at her eyes and sat proud of herself. She'd honestly never gotten such a good reaction. Most guys were never pleased, but she remembered talking to her friends. They always said the same thing. A man that was grateful will come your way.