Page 15 of Needing His Touch
“What a way to wake up. My woman greedy for my cock, body nice and warm, hair tousled from my hands, and she wants my dick in her pretty little mouth.” She keeps moving down my torso, kissing each inch as she goes. My hand goes the back of her head, holding on to her hair as if my fingers were a hair tie. I’m going to want to watch her take my dick in her pretty mouth the whole fucking time.
“Gabe,” she groans. Her ass is tipped up in the air, and the sheets slide off the rest of her body. There isn’t a single stitch of clothing or fabric between us. She reaches my lower abdomen, hand wrapping around my length, and dips her head further.
“Fuck, yeah, lick the tip, fairy. Take your first taste of me.” There’s no way I’m going to miss a second of watching Carsynn’s tongue sliding out of her mouth. When she does as I ask, my eyes try to close, but I’ll be damned if I don’t watch the entire thing.
“Mmm,” she moans when she swallows the pre-cum that’s dripping from my slit.
“You ready for more?” I ask. The question isn’t necessary. Either she’s looked up a few things online, or her books have given her the heads-up. My head rocks back on the pillow, eyes closing as she takes me deeper, her hand still slowly twisting up and down on my length. It’s when she takes me deeper than I expect that I lift my head back up. “Fuck yeah, fairy, your sweet mouth is going to make me come before I’m ready.” Maybe it’s the fact that she’s new to this, never having taken anyone else, and thank Christ for that. I don’t care if that makes me sound like some caveman in a loin cloth, jumping from rock to fucking rock. I know at the end of the day, I was her first, and I’ll also be her last. I don’t need to guide her, not with the way she’s got me under control. Her head bobs up and down as the hand not working my dick cups my balls.
“Jesus Christ, keep doing that, baby, and you need to tell me where I’m coming.” She comes up, sucking harder than before, making me see goddamn stars. My hand tightens its hold on her hair, hips pushing up even though I’m trying my hardest not to choke her. My abs ripple with each suck and pull she has on me. “Figure out where I’m coming, fairy. I’m not gonna be able to hold back.”
Carsynn gives me another soft hum while she’s taking care of my dick, bathing it with an attention a man can only dream about.
“Gonna come,” I groan, pulling back on her hair since she didn’t give me the go-ahead that she’s going to swallow my cum. Truth be told, I’d rather she didn’t anyways. I liked watching her pussy milk me, and when I pulled out, fuck me running, it was hot to see. I know without a shadow of a doubt, either me or her jacking my cock until I’m spraying her body with my cum is going to be hot as fuck.
“Gabe.” She’s not thrilled with me judging by her pouty lips.
“Wrap your hand around my dick, Carsynn. Let me finish on your pretty tits.” She does as I say. My hand covers hers, and we work together to finish the job. It doesn’t take too long to bring me back to where I was.
“I wanted to taste you like you did me.” She’s sitting on her knees between my legs, one hand on my dick, the other holding my thigh. Our size difference is quite the contradiction with how she can barely wrap her fingers around my length.
“Next time. You want to taste, I’ll feed it to you once I come over these pretty tits,” I grumble, my body locking up, balls drawing tight, and through the whole time I’m coming, I notice Carsynn’s eyes are locked on my dick. I paint her chest, tits, and stomach. The thick ropes of cum look fucking phenomenal on her.
“Holy shit.” I drop my hand from my cock, and Carsynn does the same.
“Holy shit is fucking right. Your mouth, fairy. It’s damn lethal. Now, you said you wanted a taste. I’m going to give it to you.” My fingertip draws a line where I came, gathering it. “You still want it?” A nod is all she gives me. Her mouth opens, and when I push my finger inside, she wraps her lips around it, moaning as she savors my flavor.
“Yeah, I’m never going to get used to the surprise that is you, Carsynn.”
“Good. I don’t want you to.” I pull her on top of me, not worrying about the mess we’re making even though I know cum is a bitch to wash off once it dries. I’ll think about us eating later on, locking the house, down, and making sure the heat is set to a temperature she won’t get cold. Right now, all I want and need is wrapped in my arms.
17
GABE
“Iguess you didn’t need your clothes after all,” I tease Carsynn, walking into the living room. She’s on the couch, curled up in the corner, a blanket covering her legs that are propped on the coffee table in front of the leather sofa. It was hard to peel myself away from her this morning, but hearing the heavy plow trucks meant it was time for me to get to work before my phone starts ringing off the hook.
“Nope, yours are warmer and more comfortable.” She tucks the loose strands from her messy bun behind her ear. I make my way closer to her, needing to deliver the news of me going out in the weather. Carsynn woke up last night gasping for air. She swore up and down it wasn’t a nightmare, but I knew the truth. It took her an hour to settle down, and only then did she fall asleep. As for me, I watched over her until I knew she was out for the count.
“Not gonna argue, it’s a sight I like seeing.” I take my hat off my head, run my fingers through my hair, and leave it off while I make my way toward my fairy. “I’ve got a question for you.” She puts her book down, her face as bright as a tomato. I wonder what part she’s at. If it’s similar to what I read when I picked it up from her apartment, the duke was eating his wife from behind, his thumb on her ass and teasing her. Fuck, it must be something racier because I’ve eaten her twice now, told her I was going to take her ass, and what did she do? She lit up like a firecracker, and her cunt clamped down so tightly I barely had time to pull out and jack my cock on her stomach. That’s how much she liked the idea.
“Oh, well, ask away.” I notice she keeps her book within reaching distance, hand on top of it, and I smirk. The duke is probably taking his wife’s ass, and if I were taking Carsynn’s, I’d have two fingers in her wet-as-hell pussy, pumping them in and out in tandem with my cock while using the palm of my hand to hit her clit. Goddamn, now I’m going to need to make that happen, and fucking soon.
“Fairy, you think I don’t know what you’re reading? Kind of hard not to put two and two together from the cover alone.” I bend down, dropping a kiss to her lips before standing back up to my full height. “I’m not judging you. Love that you’ve got something for yourself. Maybe one day, we’ll implement what you read in the bedroom if there’s something in there we haven’t tried.” I didn’t think she could turn any brighter than the shade of red she was sporting a few moments ago. It’s fucking adorable.
“Gabe.” My name is said in a way I know she doesn’t want to be self-conscious, but also, I can see by the way she scrunches her nose that she’s not opposed to the idea. The past two days, I’ve done nothing but become obsessed with the woman I fell for at first sight. Fuck, the way my heart quickens, my dick thickens, and a whole slew of other shit I’ve never felt before, I’m pretty sure Grandpa Bernie would call it love.
“We’ll be doing exactly that, fairy, and soon. First, I’m about to get on the road and work. McCoy’s has the only tow truck in town.” I watch as her shoulders rise to her ears. Fuck, she’s worried, probably about a slew of things. She’s mentioned being out of work is going to set her back. Carsynn doesn’t know it yet, but her rent won’t be an issue any longer. In fact, within the next few days, you can find her ass along with all her belongings here at the house. Her place is beside me, not in a house two hundred feet away where I can’t wake up with her wrapped around my body or I can’t walk inside and set my eyes on her wearing my clothing. I also know she’s stressing over her car being a total loss and her having the bare minimum insurance coverage. The vehicle wasn’t worth enough to keep anything else on it, so that means she’ll need a car now, too. Another thing I can help her out with. I’ll have to ease her into driving again. The first order of business will be her moving in with me, and then I’ll battle the argument I’m sure will ensue when I try to give her everything I possibly can.
“Shit, I guess I need to call the insurance company. Not that it’ll do any good, but it has to be done.” Her voice is full of defeat. Fuck that, not when I’ve got the tools, the knowledge, and the ability to take care of shit.
“Babe, I own a tow truck and an auto shop. We don’t specialize in bodywork, but you’d need a whole new frame as it is. While I can’t fix your car to drive again, I can do other stuff to help you out. I’m gonna hook your car up, take it to the shop, and you can deal with the insurance once I’m able to pick up a spare phone. The question I have is if you want to ride with me or if you want to stay here. Grandpa Bernie is itching to get out of the house and see you with his own two eyes. It’s up to you, hang out here with Gramps or ride with me?” I pick up her legs, sitting down on the coffee table while placing her feet on my lap. My woman has stolen my socks, too. She refuses to ask me to kick up the heat, and honestly, when I’m not in the house, I wouldn’t mind doing so. Carsynn only asks for help to start the fire and stays near it when I’m outside. My winter clothes are too big for her, or no doubt she’d be wearing them and helping me tackle the few chores I have to do around here. Mainly chop firewood to keep her warm, a task she watches from the window the entire time, especially when I get hot and my shirt comes off.
“Umm, tow, a phone? What am I missing here, Gabe? I know you can help me out with the tow truck. A favor I will be paying back once the insurance company reimburses me. As for the phone, well, I’ll have to purchase another one. No way, can I go too long without one. If you give me a ride to the store, I’ll pick one up.” I knew she’d have a hard time accepting my help. I’ll have to persuade her another way. My hand goes to her foot, massaging her instep, staying silent for a few minutes until she’s more relaxed. She has only mentioned little blips from her past, but from what I gather, it hasn’t been an easy life.
“I’m not buying you a brand-new phone, fairy. These are replacements the guys use when needed. If they take the tow truck, technically, they’re on the clock, so they need a phone. We’ve got a few old ones at the shop. We’ll pop out your SIM card and put it in the replacement. Good as new, another item taken care of, and you don’t have to worry about it. As for the towing of your vehicle, that’s fine. Don’t strap yourself when I was going to handle it already.” Her head drops back, eyes closing, and a long sigh escapes her sweet-as-fuck mouth. Her whole body relaxes, and it seems my hands on her body help her not overthink and overanalyze every single thing. I love that she’s independent to a point, but I hate that she won’t let me shoulder some of her burdens.
“Gabe, I don’t really want Bernie out on the roads, let alone you. Can I go with you to pull out my car? There’s probably stuff in there that I should clean out. I can do that another day, though.” Her eyes open, but she doesn’t lift her head to look at me. I’m liking where this is going. She’s not saying no, she’s not saying yes, and while she’ll have to go through her car, it doesn’t have to be today. Plus, it's damn dangerous with the amount of glass and metal. I’ll make sure I’ve got the time to help her do it, which sadly won’t be today.