Page 62 of Be My Vengeance

“You coming in?” his voice echoed.

“I have something I’d like to try, but it requires a bed. So, after you’re done, I’ll wash up quickly, and we can get to it.”

Danny froze, and he turned his head to me slowly. He didn’t say anything, just gawked at me as I leaned naked against the doorjamb. Then, as if someone had flipped a switch, he began washing himself even faster.

I chuckled and enjoyed the show. When he was done, he left the water on and we switched places.

I was eager to get my hands on him, but I made sure to soap up every inch of my body. Once I was finished, I shut the water off and Danny tossed me a towel.

After I was dry, I went to Danny, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“So, what do you want to try?”

“If you’re okay with it, I’d like it if you lie on the bed and let me touch you. I’ve never touched a man in a sexual way, and I really want to feel you…maybe taste you. I don’t know, honestly.” I felt like a silly virgin all over again.

Danny’s eyes softened, and a small smile played on his lips. “I think that’s a great idea.”

“Yeah?”

He nodded. “Want me on my back?”

“Yes.” My throat sounded rough, but as I watched Danny maneuver onto the bed and get situated, I realized that just looking at him was turning me on.

He was laid out like a starfish, and I just took in every inch.

“Now who’s being creepy?” he joked.

Shit. I totally was being a freak. “Sorry, I…”

“No!” Danny sat up. “Alex, I was messing with you, trying to lighten the mood. You’re tense. This whole experience is new for you, and you want to explore it. I’m happy it’s with me, and I trust you.”

“I trust you, too.”

“Good.” He plopped down. “Now, get to the touching part.”

I snorted a laugh and sat beside him. His skin was miles and miles of ivory, the hairs on his arms and legs were a golden blond like on his head. He had some hair by his cock that was a darker blond and oddly, I wondered what it felt like. I reached out and slid my fingers through his pubic hair.

He was so hard, and my gaze went to the wet tip. What would it taste like? With my pointer, I glided it up his shaft, noting how warm and silky the skin was. I gathered a drop of his precome on the pad of my finger and slipped it into my mouth.

Danny’s breath hitched as the bitter, tangy, and somewhat sweet taste burst on my tongue.

“You taste good.”

He swallowed loudly. “Uh…so do you.”

“What’s my flavor?”

He tilted his head. “Well, it’s not like you taste of bananas.”

I chuckled. “You’re sweet but a little tangy and bitter.”

“You’re about the same.”

“Hm.” I loosely gripped his cock. “Do you think all come tastes the same?”

“I assure you, it does not.” That made me curious.

“Have you blown enough to be a connoisseur?”