and off, finally.
His body was scorching. Amanda couldn’t help herself as she let her fingers touch him again. This time, however, as her hands came down, she lowered herself to her knees. Her hands came to a stop at his belt and for the second time that night, she unhooked his belt and pants.
Alexander ran his fingers through her hair and nodded at her.
Taste me , his eyes cried to her.
Amanda pulled on Alexander’s pants and boxer briefs, exposing him again. This time, she was up close and personal, and she watched as his penis grew hard again. She gripped him at the base of his shaft, holding him up towards her mouth. She licked the bottom of his shaft, tasting his hard, dry skin. At the tip, she rolled her tongue up and around to his sensitive part, teasing him for a second, before bringing her tongue back to the bottom of his shaft. She came forward to let her lips touch and wrap around his thickness, forcing her mouth as far open as it needed to be to handle such a large object. She slid down his erection slowly, offering small pumps with her hand on the base of his penis. She savored the taste of his sex, his thickness edging its way deeper into her mouth, the way his body reacted, and the way his strong stomach moved up and down with heavier breaths. The best part of it all was the way Alexander looked at Amanda, his eyes never showing signs of pleasure, never showing signs of giving up or letting her have control. His hand remained tight on the back of her head, holding, telling Amanda that he was in control and with a single push or pull, he would control her oral movements.
But Alexander didn’t, and that turned Amanda on even more. She took it as a sense of trust, his way of letting her explore her own wild side, just using his erection to do so.
And that’s what Amanda did… she explored Alexander, and herself.
After taking him as far as her delicate mouth could handle, Amanda pulled back and started again, increasing her speed. Each time she took Alexander into her mouth she became more comfortable with his size and became more comfortable with pleasuring his eager sex. As she sped up, Alexander thrust himself forward, working with her motion, easing her into a faster rhythm. They worked together, but Amanda knew that Alexander was calling the shots. If she dared to slow, his hand would press on the back of her head, making her go fast again. If she tried to pull him completely from her mouth, he would come forward with force, ramming himself into her mouth. His eyes were intent and focused but she knew he felt pleasure. She knew it because while his face could be stone and his eyes could be intimidating, he was, after all, a man, and his body let her know she was doing the right thing at the right pace.
Alexander allowed Amanda to pleasure him for a few more minutes before his hand moved from her head to her hair, gaining a large handful and pulling her away from him. He moved her slowly, watching her lips pull against him as he exited her mouth.
Amanda remained on her knees, licking her lips, swallowing, feeling a tender burn from her mouth being open in such a way for so long.
“Now stand up, Mandy,” Alexander said.
He let go of her hair.
She stood up and stood before him.
“Pick up my pants,” he said.
Amanda leaned down and did as she was told, coming up to his erection and stopping. Alexander’s hands reached over hers and moved her away. He literally tucked himself back into his pants, his eyes still not moving from Amanda’s.
He put a hand to her cheek once again and gently caressed her face, his thumb moving across her sweet lips.
“You’re wild under that shell, aren’t you?” he asked.
“I hope so,” Amanda replied.
“Oh, I’m sure we’ll find out soon enough.”
Alexander removed his hand from her face and turned, walking from the large kitchen. After taking three steps, Amanda started to follow, understanding