The Learning Curve: Chapter 46
Bella Swan's Bedroom
"What do you think?" she asked, sitting up. She covered her chest with her free arm and I wanted to cry at the loss of that beautiful sight. "Can you be quiet?"
"I can," I grinned. What guy wasn't practiced in the art of getting off without his parents hearing?
"Okay," she whispered, and to my horror, she reached for her shirt.
"No!" I hissed, and her eyes shot to mine in surprise. "I mean, please, keep it off. I want to see you."
Shyly, she let her arms fall. I couldn't take my eyes off her.
"If you get to look at me, I should get to look at you," she whispered.
Needing no further prompting, I pulled my shirt over my head and unfastened my pants. She giggled behind her hand - adorably, I might add - at my haste.
She moved on hands and knees toward me and I nearly blew my load.
"Hands? Or mouth?" she asked quietly.
"Whatever you want," I whispered back, breathless.
"But I want to know what you want," she pressed, hooking her finger into the waistband of my boxers. Her fingernail slid back and forth across my skin.
"Mouth," I admitted, hoping she wouldn't hold it against me.
She pulled my boxers down then, freeing my aching cock. Her hand closed around the base and I hissed out a breath. This was going to be embarrassingly short for the second time today. Shorter than earlier, even, thanks to the sight of her naked body.
Bella lowered her mouth onto me. I gritted my teeth against all the sounds I wanted to make. Her tongue was as hot and wet as anything, and as much as I needed to let my head fall back in pleasure, I couldn't look away.
When I came, she stubbornly refused to pull away, even though she obviously hadn't enjoyed swallowing earlier. It was sort of sweet, really.
"Thank you," I breathed. "You didn't have to do that."
She gave a small shrug. "I want you to feel what you make me feel."
I wanted to kiss every inch of her face.