Page 79 of Pucking Bad Boys
I do it again, and this time the muscles of his lower stomach tense up.
“Talia, baby, I’m about to… oh, fuck.”
I lift my face to ask him what’s wrong, but it’s quite obvious as the first rope of white cum takes me by surprise and lands on my cheek.
The next one hits my collarbone and trickles down between my breasts.
“I’m sorry. Oh my fucking God,” Macklin half-says, half-moans as more cum shoots out of him.
“Don’t be.” I’m almost as breathless as he is. “This is really hot.” I aim his cock slightly lower, so the rest of his release ends up on my tits.
His cock keeps pulsing in my hand even after there’s no more cum.
We look at each other for a long moment.
“Are you sure that didn’t bother you?” He asks.
I shake my head. “No. It was hot. I love the way you look when you come. And it felt good on my skin. Warm.”
It’s been a few years since that awkward blow job in high school, and the guy had warned me, and he had blown his load on some paper tissues.
Curiosity gets the best of me, and I gather the cum on my cheek with my fingers, bringing it to my mouth. “Hmm.”
Macklin’s eyes darken again. But this time he doesn’t look annoyed. “Fuck. If I hadn’t just come, I swear looking at you tasting me like that would make me go off like a firework show.”
“You taste salty.” I inform him. “I think I like it.”
He leans over, gathering some of the cum on my tits with his fingers and bringing them to my mouth like I just did.
He utters a string of curses as he watches me lick his fingers clean. “Jesus, Talia.” He grabs my face with both hands and crushes his lips to mine.
He kisses me hard, stroking my tongue with his until we’re both breathless. “I just want you to know,” his voice is a deep, gravelly rasp. “That no one has ever made me come that fast. And never by just licking me. I’m sorry for not lasting a little longer. You’re just way too hot and… What I mean is that when I do fuck you, it isn’t going to be over in a few seconds. I swear.”
I kiss him again, slowly this time. “You have nothing to apologize about. But we’ll have to do it again soon so you can tell me if I’m doing it wrong.”
Macklin pulls me against his chest. His heart is beating loudly and a little fast in his chest. “We can do it as many times as you want, Talia. To be honest with you, different men might like slightly different things when it comes to this. But as long as you don’t bite someone’s dick off, there are no bad blowjobs. My favorite thing about right now is that it didn’t feel like you were doing it just because you thought I expected it.”
“I wasn’t. I really wanted to make you feel good, and I loved what we did.”
His smile widens. “Enthusiasm is always a plus, baby.”
A blaring sound makes me jump. “What’s that? It sounds like a fire alarm.”
“It might as well be,” Macklin groans. “It’s my alarm. It means that I need to leave in the next twenty minutes if I don’t want to be late to practice. Coach Harrison hates tardiness.”
“I’ve heard all about how strict your coach is and about his legendary punishments.” I leave the warmth of his arms so I can get dressed. “And now that you’re team captain, you need to lead by example.”
Macklin gets up too. “You have no idea how nice it is that you understand that.” He says, coming to hug me from behind. “Genwould have thought it was an excuse not to spend time with her. And I’m sorry for bringing her up. It’s just…”
I turn around in his arms. “I get it, don’t worry.”
“Wait a sec,” he says when I start picking up my clothes from his bedroom floor.
He slips into a pair of sweatpants and runs out of his room to return a few moments later with a wet washcloth.
Rather than offering it to me to clean the cum that is starting to dry on my chest, Macklin asks. “May I?”
With the gentlest touch in the world, he wipes my chest clean. “I would have offered you a shower,” he whispers. “But I share a bathroom with two other teammates. And you never know who might come home on their way to practice. The bathroom lock is broken, and I don’t want anyone barging in on you.”
