by Sj Hooks
"Never?" I ask.
He shakes his head again. Holy shit.
"Stephen, are you a virgin?"
"No, of course not!"
Oh, thank God. If he were a virgin could I have really fucked him? The first time is important and should be special. I definitely wish mine had been better.
"I just, um, I don't have a lot of experience," he admits, looking embarrassed.
Well, that much is evident. He’s never had a blowjob. He doesn’t even seem completely comfortable with me looking at his naked body. Shit, he might as well be a virgin. How much can he have done before? Missionary position? His previous behavior suddenly makes a lot more sense. He must have thought this really was just a coffee invitation. But how is this possible? He’s a good-looking guy underneath the nerdy outfits. He’s smart and funny in a dorky sort of way. I can’t be the only woman who’s found him attractive. Regardless, his inexperience doesn’t change the fact that I want him. In fact, it might even make me want him more, knowing I’ll be the first one to do this to him.
"Oh. You're in for a treat, then," I tell him with a smile.
He still looks unsure.
"Just lie back and relax. I'll be gentle with you, I swear."
Determined to show him just how much I know he’ll love this, I wrap my fingers around his cock and take him into my mouth, sliding my tongue along the head before relaxing my throat and taking him as deeply as I can.
"Oh, Ms. Wilde!"
I somehow stop myself from snorting out a laugh and lift my head up to grin at him.
"Stephen, I just had your cock in my mouth. I think you can call me by my first name."
His eyes widen.
"Uh, I'm really sorry, but…I don't remember it," he admits.
That’s not surprising, considering how prim and proper he always is, calling his students by their last names.
"It's Julia," I tell him, which is the name he would have on his class list. "Or Jules," I add.
"I like Julia.”
No one’s ever used my full name before, but it doesn’t surprise me that he’d prefer it.
"I like you, too,” I flirt.
"Oh, I…err…" he hems and haws.
I take pity on him. I know a lot of girls want declarations of love before screwing, or at least some kind of commitment, but that’s not me at all.
"Relax, Stephen. I'm only teasing you. Do you like it?”
“The teasing?” he blurts out.
Fuck, he’s cute.
I laugh, glancing down to my hand wrapped around his cock. He blushes.
“Oh. Yes, very much.”
“Mmm, good.”
I lean down again, sucking him into my mouth. I’ve always liked oral, giving and receiving, and knowing that I’m Stephen’s first turns me on like crazy. Initially, he’s passive, but soon he starts engaging, sliding his fingers into my hair, bucking up his hips. The sounds of his moans make me wet, and while I’d love nothing more than to fuck him silly, I’m determined to have him come in my mouth, to give him the full blowjob experience.
"Julia," he groans, tightening his hold on my hair. Cupping my cheek with his right hand, he tells me to wait.
"I don't want to finish like that," he says as I lift my head and look at him.
"Why not?"
"There isn't much in it for you, if…if that happens," he stutters, seemingly embarrassed.
It takes a second for my lust-addled brain to interpret his words. Of course. He’ll need some time to get it up again after he comes.
"Are you in a hurry to leave?" I ask, hoping he isn’t.
"No. No, I guess not.”
"Great, because I plan on taking my time with you,” I say, meaning every word.
There’s no way I’m not fucking him tonight. I can’t remember the last time I was this turned on or attracted to a man. I slide his cock between my lips again, loving the taste and feel of him, taking him deeper and deeper as I breathe through my nose. His hips undulate sensually, helping me set a fast pace as he pumps up into my mouth, chasing his orgasm. He swells between my lips, making them stretch to fit his impressive girth.
"Julia, I'm, oh, I'm going to…" he gasps.
Yes, come. Let me taste you.
I moan around him and my clit throbs. It wouldn’t take more than a few seconds for me to come if I touched myself right now, but I refrain, focusing on him instead. For now.
Stephen groans out a nonsensical jumble of words, his body tensing up as he pulses in my mouth. I suck and swallow him down, greedily licking him as he moans again and again. He sinks back onto my bed, breathing as though he’s just run a sprint, his hands slowing untangling from my hair.
Wow. That was amazing. I think I enjoyed that almost as much as he did.
Slowly, I release him from my mouth, careful not to touch the head of his cock, which I’m sure is sensitive right now. I lie down next to him with my head on his shoulder, my body pressed up against his side. He turns his head to look at me. His eyes are unfocused and his lids are drooping. I caress his broad chest, playing with the soft hair in the center, and feel his face nuzzling against the top of my head, breathing me in. After a while of quiet, I glance up at him, and then grin to myself.
Damn, I’m good.
Stephen is dead to the world, sleeping like a baby. He’s so handsome, all relaxed and unguarded. At school he always looks stressed out. I guess he really needed this—as much as I did, today.
Shifting away from him, I start to get up, but I feel his arm pulling me back down.
He’s awake?
I look at him, but he’s still fast asleep, now holding me firmly in his embrace. I should get up. He can’t fuck me while he’s sleeping, so there’s no need for me to lie here. When I try to lift myself up a little, Stephen frowns and tightens his hold on me.
Fine.
I lie back down, draping my naked leg over his and resting my head on his chest. His heartbeat is slow and steady, hypnotic. After a few minutes, he stirs and lets out a low sound as his left hand slips down my back and ends up on my ass where his fingers twitch a few times. I wonder if he’s dreaming about me and what we just did.
I glance over at my laptop. I should start transferring the notes from Stephen’s class today, and yet I don’t move. This is…nice. I can’t remember the last time anyone held me for a long period of time, or slept next to me. I don’t invite the guys I fuck to stay over. I don’t snuggle, cuddle, or do anything equally cutesy. That’s not me anymore.
But Stephen’s asleep, so he won’t know if I lie here just a little longer, soaking up his warmth and closeness. Just for a little while.
Closing my eyes, I melt into him, finally relaxing completely. When he wakes up, I’ll fuck him and send him on his way, like I always do. This won’t change a thing.
Stephen stirs again and I lift my head, but his eyes are closed and his breathing is still deep and regular. He moves his right hand to rest on top of mine, smiling in his sleep. I close my eyes again let myself forget all the bad things that have happened to me and all my worries about Pops and the future, when I’ll become an orphan a second time around. I allow myself to be soothed by the sound of Stephen’s heartbeat and the feel of his touch, letting everything else drift into the background.
Just for a little while.
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Acknowledgments
A very heartfelt thank-you to the following list of people, who supported the publication of the Absolute Novels from the very beginning: Christie Lanza, Hilda Torres, K Scanlan, Guy Vincent, Helle Lolck, Anne Moerk, Lone Johannessen, Dooba Writes, Emilie Dyhr Thomasen, Jeannie Boom, Kerri Perrotti, Mira Borggreen, Mille Drejer, Meagan Gibson, Ducks, Joanne Griffiths, Judith Sokolowski, Rita Oliveira, C Mor, Emmanuelle Leroy, Lea Strickland, Meredith Cullen, Lisa Mikita, Veronica Roberson, Sara Hassan, Carey Williams, Mette Viby, Winter Horses, Melissa Benson, Dianne Mickey, Diane Tant, Donna P
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About the Author
Although she is a native of Denmark, SJ Hooks has always had a keen interest in the English language. She has a BA in English Literature and is close to finishing her MA in American Studies. As a student and a working mother of two special needs children, her days are busy.
At night when she isn’t passed out on the couch, she’s in front of her computer, writing stories of love, humor and passion—the best things in life. Her dream is to build a career as a full-time author and give her children the life they deserve.
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Website: http://sjhooks.com/
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Twitter: @she_viking
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
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