Asking for Andre by Minx Malone Page B

done since having his first erotic dreams as a teenage boy. He’d be damned if he came in his pants as a grown man.
    Andre grabbed her by the wrist and tugged until she stood. Not bothering to explain, he swung her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. He set her gently on the bed before moving away.
    “Tell me where you want to go from here. I won’t do anything unless I know you’re ready for it.” He leaned against his heavy mahogany dresser and watched her vainly try to cover her breasts with her arms. She finally slid beneath the sheets.
    Andre covered his chuckle with the back of his hand. He’d just had his tongue inside her yet she was still shy about sitting topless in front of him. She was a fascinating bundle of contradictions.
    “There is something I want to do.” She motioned for him to join her in the bed. He crossed over and sat next to her, on the outside of the covers.
    She heaved out a breath and pushed back the silky strands falling in wild waves around her face. Their interlude on the couch had mussed her hair, giving her a well-loved look. It made him want to run his fingers through the heavy, dark mass, to hold it tightly as he powered into her from behind.
    “You said the lesson on kissing was about more than kissing on the mouth.” She glanced up at him and then quickly back down to her fingers twisting the sheet into knots. “I want the chance to put my mouth on you. ”
     
    Casey threw back the covers and kneeled on the floor next to the bed. She glanced up at him briefly and when he made no move to stop her, she tugged at the zipper of his slacks. He stood quickly, allowing her to pull them off, along with his boxers, socks and shoes. When he sat back down he was completely naked.
    His cock stood out proudly from a nest of neatly trimmed dark hair. She leaned forward and brushed her nose against the underside of his cock. It jumped under her hand and a drop of fluid appeared at the tip. She wanted to lick it and see what he tasted like. She wanted to bring him the same pleasure he’d given her.
    “Just tell me if I do anything wrong, okay?” She licked her lips nervously and stroked him gently with her fingers. He was so warm and hard, like leashed power in the palm of her hand.
    “Anything involving my cock in your mouth can’t be wrong.” Andre hissed as she nuzzled him, her mouth just a breath away from his tip. “Just use your lips to cover your teeth. Yes…”
    His head fell back as she drew the head between her lips slowly. His taste warmed her mouth, like musk and man. Casey lapped eagerly at the liquid seeping from the tip, watching as his eyes glazed over.
    “Yes, that’s it.” His voice had deepened to a rumble. “Now take as much of me in as you can. As much as you can fit.”
    Hands on his knees, she hollowed her cheeks and allowed him to thrust deeper, until he hit the back of her throat. He cried out, his hands tangling in her curls as he held her steady.
    She swallowed a few times, surprised when his hands tightened in her hair. The small bite of pain was somehow erotic. They’d only just begun and he’d already lost the thin veneer of control he usually wore like armor.
    His cock slid from between her lips, glistening with moisture, every time she moved. She gripped him tightly at the base and held him still as she licked up and down the full length.
    “Yes, piccolina .Taste all of me. Now suck it back in.” He watched her through slitted eyes as she bobbed over his cock, taking him as deep as she could. She swirled her tongue over the head with every stroke, savoring the heat and power of having a man completely in her thrall.
    He cursed softly when she released him with a gentle pop and moved lower to lick and tease his balls. She took her time laving each one, taking them gently in her mouth. He praised her softly when she moved back to his cock, resuming her gentle attention to his shaft. His hips moved with her, lifting so he could thrust