I've been staring at Mr. Cullen with my jaw dropped for about five minutes. Or, that's how long it seemed to be. My thoughts were moving too fast for me to keep track of time.

He wanted me to blow him! Mr. Cullen wanted me to suck his dick! He wasn't even so much asking as telling. It was fucking hot!

"Umm", was my brilliant response.

He smiled crookedly at me. If I was standing my knees would be weak.

"I- um, I-I, um", my mouth was cooperating. I wanted to yell "Fuck yes I want to suck your cock", but my stupid mouth! How could I blow him with it if I couldn't even control my mouth?

Mr. Cullen made a reach for the phone and said, "It's ok, I'll just make the call and-"

"No!"

Finally, it speaks.

"I'll do it."

He gets that crooked smile again and raises his eyebrows, "Are you sure? I could always just…"

"I'm sure." I say with certainly.

I stand up from my desk nervously and go to stand next to him. He moves his chair slowly back to make room. I kneel down in front of him, coming face to face with his hard, perfect cock. For a moment I'm mesmerized. I mean, I'd seen a dick before, but none of them even came close to Mr. Cullen's.

My eyes finally make it back up to his and I find him looking at me. His hungry eyes make my entire body blush, but I don't look away.

"I'm only going to ask you again once Ms. Swan, are you sure?"

I watch his mouth move as he speaks, and all sort of dirty fantasies run through my head.

"Yes Mr. Cullen"

With that, his hands immediately drop to his belt and he unbuckles his pants, lifting his hips to push them down. He's wearing black boxers, wet where his cock is leaking for me. I lick my lips.

Mr. Cullen see's me and smiles crookedly. I look down like a girl who's been caught doing something naughty.

He keeps eye contact with me as he pushes them down. When I look downward I gasp. He chuckles at my shock. I just didn't think he would be so…well…fucken huge!

And fucking perfect!

I can't keep the silly grin off my face at the sight of him. But it's gone as quickly as it came when I remember my inexperience.

I'm not a virgin. Thanks to Mike Newton and a bunch of wine coolers…and Tyler Crowley and a six pack of beer…and Eric Yorkie and some shots. I'm not a slut either though!

I only did each of them once in a drunken haze, and even then I managed to explain to them that it was just a onetime thing, scratching the itch that Mr. Cullen left created in me every day.

But I've never given a blowjob. Oh god, what if I'm terrible at it?

"Is something wrong Ms. Swan?"

Mr. Cullen's silky voice brought me back to earth, and I looked up at him nervously.

"No Mr. Cullen, it's just that…it's just that" I stutter.

"Just spit it out Ms. Swan" He says impatiently.

"I've never done this before" I say slowly, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

He grins and says, "That's ok. I'll show you how."

He reaches out his hand and tucks a piece of my chocolate hair behind my ears.

I shiver.

"Open your mouth"

To be continued...

Hi! :) Sorry I took me so long to update. And sorry this chapter is a bit of a cliff hanger, but I promise I'll update soon, and there will be lemony goodness ;)