LXIV: For Me
Liam and Blake
Liam
Liam gazed down at Blake, blood boiling within as she licked his slowly softening cock, cleaning the cum off of it. She glanced at it occasionally, but for the most part, her eyes remained locked on his.
Fuck. Did Marie ever look at me like that?
He didn't think so. Marie had very obviously enjoyed sex with him, enjoyed deepthroating him, and enjoyed anal. She'd never seemed disgusted or off-put by his cum, but...
She never seemed so happy or so eager.
As Blake licked up his cum, Liam shivered, remembering her words.
I'm sorry I didn't get all of it.
She'd seemed genuinely sad that she hadn't been able to take all of his cum in her mouth at once. He didn't really know what to think of that, but those words had made his cock harder even as it deflated.
Finally, Blake seemed to have finished licking up his cum. Her eyes shined in the dim light as she smiled at him before resting her head on his hips, one hand still gripping his cock at the base, her jaw against his cock.
"So," she said, eyes hungry as she gazed up at him, "You think you might be able to go again?"
Liam blinked, "Again?"
Normally, Liam would have just shrugged. It had taken Leah, Alice, and Marie quite a while to get him hard again after they'd made him cum, and he'd been able to touch them. The latter was what usually got him hardest quickest, but Blake had said that was a bad idea. From the way she'd lost control when she came and the way she looked at him, Liam thought it probably still was a bad idea.
Yet his cock had stopped going down. He wasn't getting harder, but his cock had stopped with quite a bit more size than it usually shrank to after he came--especially when he came that hard. He knew that a refractory period wasn't just a loss of erection, that part of it was flagging arousal.
As he looked at Blake, though, Liam felt none of the latter.
He nodded, "Definitely."
Blake grinned like he'd just told her she won a shiny new car. She raised her head, grip on his cock tightening for a moment, then glanced down at it, "Are you a bit too sensitive down here still for me to just suck it hard again?"
Fuck.
It had taken Liam a bit, but he'd somehow realized what had changed in Blake--her earlier nervousness disappearing--since she came in the room: she'd been acting like Cherry.
Not completely, but little parts of what he remembered came through. Liam hadn't known what to think of that at first, but he decided he liked it. Cherry wasn't Blake, but she was a part of her. One that she liked at least somewhat.
One that she maybe falls back on if she's nervous in these kinds of situations?
Liam hoped it was that. He liked the idea of Blake feeling just as nervous as he did tonight. Even if she covered it far better than he did.
"A bit," he said.
Disappointment flashed in Blake's eyes for a moment. Then the wheels started turning.
For a moment, Liam just gazed at her. He thought he could do that for hours under normal circumstances. With her naked and holding his cock next to her face...Liam thought he could do it for weeks.
A thought came to Liam, and for a moment he hesitated.
"What?"
The question caught Liam by surprise, "What do you mean, what?"
Rather than answer immediately, Blake let go of Liam's cock. He had to bite back a groan at the loss of contact. Her hands were so soft.
Blake crawled toward him, eyes fixed on his. She didn't crawl beside him, but rather over him, soft hands sparking when they touched his flesh. Liam didn't miss how her ass wiggled as she approached. When her thigh brushed his cock, he hissed.
"Fuck."
The cackle that slipped from Blake's lips sent shivers through Liam. Usually that just meant she planned to tease him or was satisfied at the reaction said teasing had elicited from him. That cackle held a new undertone this time, however. Something...hungry.
She could be a fucking vampire and want to dig her fangs into me for all I care. I'd let her.
Liam shivered again at that thought. His cock twitched and grew a bit harder
Fuck. Is that a thing for me?
Blake cut that train of thought short by stopping less than an inch from his face, eyes boring into his.
"You were biting your lip," she breathed. The hunger was in her voice and her eyes now, "You thought of something, but you didn't tell me."
She still wasn't touching his face, but Liam swore she'd somehow moved closer.
She's so beautiful. How are her eyes so vibrant even in the dark like this? Fuck, and that smell. Did she put on some sort of perfume, or is that just her?
Liam had never really noticed girls' smells before Blake aside from a strong soap or shampoo.
That could be dangerous.
"Why didn't you want to tell me what you thought of, Liam?"
Liam actually had to think for a moment before remembering what had popped into his mind.
"I thought of the best way for you to get me hard again," he said, surprised at how breathy his own voice was, "Well, the third-best way, actually. I thought it might be a bad idea, though."
Blake arched an immaculate eyebrow, "Third-best?"
Liam nodded, his nose brushing against hers.
Fuck, how does just that make my cock twitch?
"The first two are off-limits."
Blake gazed at him for a moment, then moved back, sitting like she had earlier. On his stomach. Right in front of his cock.
The warmth and wetness of her pussy was unmistakable this time. She'd pressed her ass up against his semi-hard cock again, probably thinking it safe.
I may not need that idea to get me hard again if she keeps that up.
"Tell me anyway," she said, smoothing a lock of blue hair out of her face before bringing the hand down to rest beside the other. Right where his abs and chest met, "All three."
Liam swallowed, then took a deep breath, "The first best would be for me to--to finger you."
Blake raised an eyebrow again, "Really? Why?"
Did she just squirm?
Liam shrugged, "Touching a girl turns me on more than a girl touching me, usually. I don't know why."
Blake was silent for a moment.
She definitely moved around that time. Did her eyes just do something, too?
"You sure that's not a line you use to get girls into bed with you?" Blake asked, a new undertone to her voice.
Frustration? Desperation?
Liam grinned, "If it is, it's had very limited success."
Blake's cheeks darkened at that.
"Why isn't eating me out the first, then? That's closer to actual sex."
"That's the second-best. Especially if you--well, if you taste good. I really like eating girls out."
Fuck, if she lets me eat her out, I might never stop. Not if she makes the same noises she did when she was cuddled up against me and coming down from her orgasm.
"But it doesn't turn you on as much?"
Liam shrugged again, "Don't know why. I think it has something to do with my--" he had to stop and clear his throat. His own cheeks were growing hot, though he didn't know why since Blake had already had his cock down her throat, "When I'm fingering--" he hesitated, then decided to go for it, "--if I'm fingering you, I can feel how wet you are. I can feel how soft and hot you are and feel you clench around me when I do something right. My tongue isn't long enough for that, unfortunately."
Blake shuddered, fingers curling a bit to dig into his muscles, and Liam knew he'd made the right choice.
Well...maybe not the right choice if I don't want her to fuck me tonight.
He did want that. A lot.
Blake made those rules for a reason, though. She sounded terrified when she asked if I was okay with it, so it's obviously something she needs.
If he'd just wanted sex, he would have stayed with Marie. He'd never wanted just sex, though. And now that he knew Blake...
I just want her.
"And the third thing?"
It took Liam a moment to realize Blake had said something.
"Oh, right. I thought maybe you could make yourself cum again--" he hesitated again. It sounded stupid to him, but he wanted to see how she reacted, "--for me."
Something flashed in Blake's gaze. Her thighs squeezed at his sides, and she hissed something inaudible.
Probably "fuck," knowing her. Fuck, do I really have that kind of effect on her? Or is that just because of how turned on she is?
He'd have to do a bit more research on that later.
"Watching you cum was incredible," he continued, "If you hadn't already made me cum, that probably would have set me off. I thought it might not be the smartest thing, though, since you told me that part of why you do your shows is because it turns you on when someone is watching you."
Blake shuddered again. This time her "fuck" was audible.
"That..." she breathed, chest suddenly rising and falling a bit heavier than it had been a few moments ago. It made her breasts look fantastic.
"That...you really want to watch me?"
Liam studied Blake for a moment, her words confusing him.
I saw you naked a lot more before I knew who you were than I have since we met, Blake. Even counting tonight and that show you put on for me.
There was something unreadable in her eyes, and there had been something similar in her voice when she spoke.
"Why wouldn't I?" he asked, "You're beautiful."
Blake smiled. Somehow even that made Liam's cock twitch.
Class with her is going to be ridiculous now.
