40. Fighting Evil By Moonlight

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Cruz teases me for what feels like an eternity. He keeps kissing me. Down there. Well, there and there but not there. Not where I need it most.

Argh!

I need something more than these light, fleeting kisses. My hips begin to writhe in protest. Cruz's hand clamps around my waist to hold me still.

"Good things come to those who wait," he murmurs huskily, "I got you, baby."

My entire body remains 100% on edge, desperate and wanting, but I don't doubt him. I shut my eyes and decide to trust in Cruz. To relax my body and wait and see what he'll do for me. I grunt in approval when my guy finally drags his tongue across my sex. He laps along my outer lips. Explores my inner folds. The hot slickness of him against the hot slickness of me feels to die for.

My eyes roll heavenward. I've never felt such intense pleasure before. A quiet moan escapes me.

God, this shit feels way better than sex. At least, compared to the kind of awkward, uncomfortable sex I endured with the last two and only two guys who ever fucked me.

As his mouth and tongue dance over my most sensitive skin, Cruz leaves me panting, craving more, more, more, but I don't know how to ask for what I want. No, what I need.

All I can do is whimper, "Please..."

He mutters, "Let me know when it feels good, okay?"

It already feels really, really good.

How can this shit get any better?

But I whisper, "Okay."

Suddenly, his mouth closes around my clit. A light suction forms around it, and I see stars.

"Yes, yes," I gasp. "That! That feels fucking amazing!"

Cruz chuckles softly at my enthusiasm and gives my clit another kiss. "What about this?"

His tongue starts swirling around it, and I lose my fucking mind. I'm reduced to begging, "Please, please, please don't stop..."

Cruz growls, "No way in hell am I stopping, baby. Not until I taste you. Coming all over my fucking face."

"Holy shit," I gasp. "Were you always this freaky in bed?"

He smirks. "What can I say? You make me wanna break all the rules."

Then, Cruz kisses me deeply, there, sliding his tongue inside me to explore and play. I groan quietly, "Oh, Cruz..."

Cruz lifts away for a moment. "Are you close?"

Pleasure is swirling through me, leaving me lightheaded and breathless. "Yeah, yeah, I'm close."

His fingers return to massage my sex as he commands, "Show me how wet you can get, baby."

Damn, who knew my guy had such a dirty side to him?

Not going to lie, though. It's turning me on. A lot.

"I—"

The power of speech escapes me as he removes his hand. Cruz lowers his head between my legs, and, with renewed vigor, he alternates between swirling and sucking on my happy bean. For quite some time, Cruz gives me everything I never knew I wanted and needed from him. Shrouded in the shadows of my room, what we're doing feels so damn amazing that I almost forget that we need to keep ourselves hidden.

Cruz and I are a dangerous, little secret.

I struggle to stay silent, biting back my whimpers and cries of passion. My core pulses with the most gratifying kind of bliss. I feel a hot, heady pressure build inside me.

I think I'm about to—

Oh, God, it's happening!

My orgasm bursts through me like a sublime tidal wave. A sheen of sweat kisses my skin. Breaths come fast and hard. I can literally feel my sex pulsating and contracting in time to the sweet, sensual caresses of Cruz's tongue. My body becomes mindless, boneless, as though I'm floating on a cloud.

By the time I come down from my high, Cruz has crawled back up to lay beside me. His arm is draped over my waist, and his face is nestled in the crook of my neck.

In a low voice, he asks, "How do you feel?"

"Amazing," I sigh happily. "Fucking... amazing!"

I feel him smile against my skin. He teases, "Was I good enough to be your first?"

I turn around to rest my forehead affectionately against his forehead. "You're good enough to be my everything, Cruz."

Cruz beams at my words. "You have no idea how happy that makes me, Athena."

His happiness makes my chest swell with tenderness. My guy deserves the whole fucking world, and I want to be the one who gives it to him. Tentatively, I mumble, "Hey..."

He hums, "Yeah?"

"I-I wanna make you feel amazing, too."

His brow lifts up with interest. "Oh, yeah?"

Slowly, shyly, I start shuffling down Cruz's solid, muscular body until I'm eye level with the large tent at his crotch.

In breathy, anxious tones, I rush to say, "I've never, you know, done anything like this with anyone before, but..."

Over his boxers, I place a barely-there kiss on the tip of his tent. He sucks in a hard breath as his shaft twitches in response. Cruz's eyes are locked onto me as he prompts hoarsely, "But?"

I gaze up at him in the dark. "Do you wanna be my first?"

Nodding intently, he murmurs, "I want everything you're willing to give me."

"You'll have to help me out, though. Okay?"

Cruz laughs and starts pulling off his boxers. "Don't worry, Athena. Guys aren't complicated. Just put my dick in your mouth, and I'm gonna enjoy myself no matter what."

I laugh, too. "Good to know."

When his cock pops out, my eyes pop as well. I gasp, "Damn, son."

He's longer and thicker than I anticipated. His taut, round balls hang heavily beneath his shaft. It's a bit intimidating. I'm beginning to question my ability to take him on. I don't want to gag. 

Or do I?

Guys find that hot, right?

Fuck.

How should I do this?

Concerned, Cruz glances over. "What?"

I mutter, "Nothing."

My hesitation seems to give Cruz pause.

"Before we, uh, go any further... I just wanna make sure that we're on the same page," he says with a cough, "how far did you wanna go tonight?"

Right then, the mood between us switches to a more serious tone.

I ask, "You mean, are we gonna have sex?"

Cruz nods.

My question hangs between us a little awkwardly. He's hard. I'm wet. We're both hot and bothered. We're already naked. Sex would be the next logical step.

But—

Am I ready to go all the way with Cruz tonight?

No doubt, I definitely want him. I like him, he likes me, and my guy gave me the best orgasm of my life with only his mouth.

Just imagine what he could do with his whole body.

But—

Is it too soon?

My pulse quickens as I bite my lower lip. "Are you... clean?"

He nods again and asks me. "Uh-huh. What about you?"

"I'm clean."

Cruz grins. "Well, then."

"But I'm not on birth control."

"That's fine. I can suit up."

I mumble, "I guess, as long as you use a condom, I'm ready whenever you are?"

He starts, "Do you think..."

Cruz's voice trails off before he finishes his sentence.

"What?"

He clears his throat and tries again, "Do you think we could... wait? Just a short while?"

Surprise catches my face. "Why?"

A sheepish look passes over his handsome features. "I... wanted to take you out on some real dates first. Then, maybe, later, we could take a little road trip for our first time. Make it a memorable getaway, you know?"

This genuinely stuns me.

"Oh, gosh," I exclaim with wide eyes. "That's actually very sweet of you. And romantic."

He looks embarrassed but pleased. "Is it?"

Even now, I still can't believe that Cruz is so into me. It's like we're going to be in a real relationship. It's like he wants to be a good boyfriend to me. Or something. Happiness threatens to overwhelm me. Everything feels unreal. Dream-like.

In reality, my life is a mess, our time together is limited, and Cruz is too good for me.

I smile and attempt to hide my nerves behind some sass, "Come on, now! I'd be an idiot to say 'no' if you wanna take me on an epic road trip before fucking my brains out!"

I'm still propped between his legs, and Cruz looks down at me with a smirk. "I definitely want to make it special for you, Athena. You deserve to be spoiled rotten."

I want to spoil him as well. I can't wait to surprise him with the new laptop.

"And I'm gonna make this special for you, too," I promise as I place another kiss on the head of his dick.

Cruz groans appreciatively in response. The sound of his desire emboldens me. My tongue slips out to give the underside of his boner a tentative lick.

His hips jerk slightly as he rasps, "Do that again, baby... please..."

Lingering over his cock, I tease him in that same spot for a minute or two. Then, I start dragging my tongue up and down his smooth, solid length. Cruz's gaze is riveted on my movements. His fingers tangle into my hair to hold the wayward strands from my face.

Confidence rises in me. I think I'm ready to kick things up a notch. Right as I'm about to take him into my mouth, however—

"Fighting evil by moonlight, winning love by daylight..."

My loud, obnoxious ringtone cuts through the dim, shadowy silence of my room. Cruz's gaze finds mine in the dark. Our eyes grow wide with alarm. I bet Cruz is freaking out about the same thing as me right now: The noise might wake up Ron and Aunt Katrina.

We curse together, "Shit!"

He's positioned closer to my phone, so I quickly ask him to silence it. 

Rolling towards the end table, Cruz reaches over the mattress to grab my phone. He fiddles with the volume controls. A second later, my room is quiet once more.

Relief sinks in. Curiosity soon rises in my mind. I prompt, "Who was calling so late?"

Cruz pauses to glance at my screen and frowns before answering, "Someone named... Persie?"

Persie?

My brow furrows as I take a moment to process this unexpected, random call from her. It's well after midnight.

Why is she calling me so late?

Is everything okay?

Instantly, I'm worried about my little sister.

Cruz studies my expression closely. "Who's Persie?"

My head snaps towards him, but I don't answer right away. Another shot of anxiety hits me. I remember, then, that I have yet to tell Cruz about Persie. The timing couldn't be worse. I left Cruz hanging in the worst way possible. Poor guy is still at half-mast. The last thing I want to do is douse the heat during his big moment.

But the big sister in me feels a pressing need to call Persie back. Just to make sure she's alright, and I'll probably need to do it right now in front of Cruz.

A grimace overtakes my face.

Goddamnit.

Looks like I'm being forced to let the cat out of the bag.


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