The Ties That Bind Us: (The Ties Duet Part One) Danda K. (dark academia books to read TXT) 📖

Boyfriend? I shake the thoughts from my head.

One hurdle at a time. Right now, that hurdle comes in the form of a huge penis with veins for days and a crown at the tip that looks velvet to the touch.

“Don’t worry, baby, trust me. At this point, you’d probably just need to look at it to get me off.”

He pulls down his boxers and strokes himself once. “You sure you’re ready?” I don’t even look at him because he’s just one big penis with teeth right now.

What a visual, Cam. Jesus.

I nod my head, still staring at it. I’m intimidated by his size, but that’s short-lived when I feel the pulsing between my legs again.

He really is perfect. For a virgin, I’ve seen a lot of dicks during my porn sessions. But none of them compare to the one I’m staring at now.

Jaxon steps out of his briefs and swipes his thumb across the bead of liquid forming at his tip, spreading it around his hardness. He takes my hand and wraps it around his shaft. There’s a sharp intake of breath from Jaxon, followed by a shift of his feet.

His girth is wide enough that I can barely wrap my fingers around it. I keep my hand there at first, examining Jaxon’s penis like it’s a foreign object.

He clears his throat, so I look up at him and watch as his Adam’s apple bobs.

He puts his hand over mine, and we begin to stroke him together. “Yeah,” he breathes out. “Just like that, that’s perfect.”

The tight muscles in his abs contract, and he lets go of my hand, leaving me to stroke him on my own. As I continue to rub him up and down, Jaxon looks up, closing his eyes. I feel the first pulse of his long length. That’s gotta be a good sign.

His eyes are still closed, but his hands are fidgeting by his sides, almost like he can’t decide what to do with them. “Am I doing okay?” I ask, wondering what else he may want from me but doesn’t want to ask for.

His voice is strained when he says, “Yes, baby, just squeeze a bit tighter. You’re doing great.”

I apply more pressure and slide my palm back and forth, his skin feeling silky against mine. Jaxon’s body tenses, and he rolls his neck as I move faster. I pick up a good rhythm, feeling slightly more confident than when I first started.

Some more liquid appears at his tip, so I take it upon myself to swipe my finger over it and use it to wet him a bit more. My sudden fascination with feeling him in my hands brings on more unexpected feelings from inside me.

I want to taste him.

I notice Jaxon reach one of his hands towards me but quickly drops it to his side again. He’s holding back.

I give one more long stroke before leaning in, slowly bringing my tongue to his large tip and licking along the soft skin. He jumps at my touch and looks down at me with wide eyes.

“Fuck, baby, that felt good.”

Pride fills my chest, and I chase the feeling. Looking up at him, I take his tip into my mouth and wrap my lips around it, releasing it with a small pop. Jaxon groans and bites his lip, and that fuels my eagerness. I wrap one hand around him and take him into my mouth as much as I can and at a slow pace.

I need to walk before I run. I hollow out my cheeks and begin to suck and jerk him at the same time.

I try massaging him with my tongue, and Jaxon reaches over and grips the nightstand. I guess he likes that.

I can barely fit him halfway into my mouth without gagging, so I continue to jerk the rest of his length and suck on him however I can. He rocks his hips, and I pick up speed. My eyes water, and I feel drool on my chin, but I keep going. For him.

Jaxon’s so lost in his own pleasure that it’s making my insides heat up. His hard shaft twitches in my mouth, and I think he may come soon.

I don’t want his cum in my mouth. I am not comfortable with that. He moves my unruly hair from my face and holds it behind my head as I continue to work him. Groans fall from his lips, and he thrusts his hips forward suddenly, making me gag.

All of a sudden, he pulls out of my mouth and steps back, grabbing the shirt he took off earlier and wrapping it around himself. His head flies back, and he mutters, “Fuck,” as his body jerks, and he spills into his shirt.

Once his boxers are back on, he sits next to me on the bed and turns my head to face him.

Eye to eye now, he kisses me on the mouth. When we break the kiss, I continue to stare into his perfect blue orbs.

Kissing my forehead, he says, “You have no idea how much it means to me that you trusted me enough to do that.”

I shrug and admit, “I thought you were gonna finish in my mouth.” I chuckle lightly, trying to make a joke of it, but he knew it would be a big deal. I didn’t even have to tell him. I think Jaxon knows me better than I know myself sometimes.

“I told you I’d never have you do anything you’re not comfortable with, Nyx.” He brushes my hair behind my ear. “I know your boundaries. I would never cross them without your consent.”

I grab his face and kiss him again. He’s fucking amazing. I sigh and ask, “Are you even from this planet, Jaxon Carter?”

He huffs out a laugh and says, “I ain’t going back even if I’m not, baby. You can’t get rid of me that easily.” He stands up, and I follow.

“I’m gonna go wash up, maybe take a quick shower. Then I