She braced her legs on his thighs as she had herself bent over him, closing her eyes so she could focus on taking him in her mouth without triggering any reflexes. She had never done this before, so she couldn’t take his entire length. Instead, she used one hand to stroke what she couldn’t pleasure with her mouth. Even so, she was happy with herself, as his facial expressions and the sounds he made encouraged her to continue what she was doing. She felt his length twitch, and she hummed against his member, sending vibrations through his body.<br/><br/>As he tangled his fingers in her hair, gently tugging on the strands, a wave of warmth ran through her body. She fluttered her eyes open, her piercing green eyes finding his as he peered down to her. The way he bit his lip, the look of pure pleasure had her smiling, her eyes squinting to show the motion. Next, she pushed and took as much of his warm, hot member into her mouth as she could, breathing through her nose as she continually swallowed, the muscles of her throat squeezing and massaging. As soon as he let go to grip the sheets, she knew she was driving him close to home.<br/><br/>As he moaned her name, his body tensing, she closed her eyes and prepared for his climax. As soon as she felt him shudder, she was welcomed with his hot seed, the taste slightly salty. As soon as he finished spilling in her mouth, she took a breath before swallowing him down, the warmth sliding down her throat, a shiver running through her body. She licked her lips, letting his softening length go, free of her mouth. She wiped her lips, smiling in satisfaction to him as he rested against the bed. She crawled up his body, kissing up the length of his torso, and against his chest. She trailed her lips up his beck, and along his jaw before she pulled back, meeting his eyes. “I wanted to try that, I hope I made It enjoyable for you.” She cupped his cheek, her fingers tracing the skin, her hair draped over her shoulders. “You taste good.” She hummed, resting her forehead against his.<br/><br/>She then pulled away, sitting in his lap as she ran her hands over his skin. She memorized ever groove of him, ever dimple of muscle. She trailed her fingers down his hipbones, over the v-line of his waist, down to the little trail of hair leading further down his crotch. “I just want to memorize everything about you.”