Chapter 201: "You Tempting Little Thing"

Caio kicked the bedroom door open with a resounding bang.

The heavy wood slammed into the wall hard enough to rattle the frame, and the metal doorknob tore loose from its mounting before clattering uselessly across the floor.

Caio’s hands had been a little too occupied to manage a proper entrance.

One gripped Aren’s bare ass firmly, keeping her securely against him, while the other supported her naked back as he carried her all the way upstairs from the kitchen.

The instant she’d said yes, he’d swept her into his arms — and since then, his lips had barely left hers.

Aren kissed him back with equal fervor, both arms wrapped tightly around his neck and her legs locked around his waist.

Only the violent crack of metal wrenching free from wood pulled her attention from the kiss, and for the briefest instant, she glanced toward the fallen doorknob.

"You broke the doorknob," she observed.

"Fuck the doorknob," Caio muttered, his voice rough with urgency. "I’ll replace the entire damn door if I have to."

He claimed her lips again before she could respond, kissing her with even greater intensity.

Soon, his mouth abandoned hers in favor of her neck, his lips dragging over her sensitive skin before he sucked firmly enough to leave a mark.

"Mm—hah..."

Aren’s breath fractured into ragged little gasps beneath the teasing pressure of his mouth. By the time they reached the bed, her thoughts were already hopelessly scattered.

Caio lowered her carefully until her back met the cool silk covering the mattress, the contrast between the smooth fabric and her heated skin making her shiver.

Yet, instead of immediately reaching between her thighs or groping her breasts, he suddenly straightened.

He simply stood there and looked at her.

His dark gaze traveled slowly over every inch of her body, unhurried and openly appreciative.

Aren lay beneath him with her legs slightly parted, her pussy still glistening from the release he’d given her earlier. Her chest rose and fell with nervous breaths as she stared back at him, unable to decide where to put her eyes.

"...Um... Caio?"

She felt suddenly, painfully exposed beneath the intensity of his stare.

"Don’t look at me like that."

Her gaze darted away for a moment before cautiously returning to his.

"Please... do something. Anything but look at me like that."

Caio looked almost pleased by her request.

Instead of reaching for her, however, he began stripping himself.

His shirt came first, followed by his pants and finally his briefs. He moved with deliberate slowness, stretching out every second as though he were savoring the sight of her lying naked and spread across his bed.

When he finally stood completely naked before her, his thick cock was already hard and heavy between his thighs.

"Now you can look at me completely naked too," he said, a teasing smirk curving across his lips. "Now we’re equal."

Deliberately, he wrapped one hand around himself and stroked slowly, making no attempt to hide the fact that he wanted her to watch.

Somehow, being given an equally erotic view only made Aren’s face burn hotter.

’God, he keeps teasing me like this!’

’This is so unfair!’

Gathering her courage, she let her gaze drop toward the cock in his hand.

After a moment’s hesitation, she reached out and touched the side of his thigh.

"Not quite equal yet," she said quietly. "Can I... please you the way you pleased me earlier?"

Caio’s hand went still.

Surprise flickered plainly across his face before he caught himself, though the sudden flare of lust in his eyes betrayed how thoroughly her request had undone him.

"...You want to suck me?"

Aren nodded, her face flaming despite herself.

"Well... the way you used your mouth on me earlier felt really good."

Her fingertips crept higher along his thigh until they brushed the swollen head of his cock — a touch so hesitant it was almost a plea.

"I want to make you feel good too, but... you’ve never let me do it before."

She swallowed, suddenly shy.

"I want to try it today... if you’ll let me."

The moment the last word left her lips, his cock twitched hard beneath her fingers.

For several long seconds, Caio could only stare at her, a fierce battle raging inside him over what should have been the simplest request in the world.

’Oh God... Aren.’

’Why do you keep testing me?’

Of course he’d wanted this.

He’d wanted to hear those exact words from her ever since he’d first introduced her to pleasure.

He’d imagined it more times than he cared to admit: those shy, inexperienced lips wrapped around his cock, Aren trying to figure out what to do while looking up at him with that same trusting expression she wore now.

The fantasy alone had always been enough to test the limits of his restraint.

Having the real thing lying naked before him was infinitely worse.

And yet, beneath the heat surging through him, one final thread of restraint remained.

"You don’t have to," he said, his voice strained even to his own ears. "It’s your first time. Just... let me do everything."

Aren, of course, wasn’t ready to relent.

Her fingers traveled farther down his length before curling around his thick shaft, the tentative contact catching Caio’s breath in his throat.

"I know it’s my first time."

She gave him a cautious stroke.

"...But I want to."

That was enough to destroy the last of his resistance.

"Fuck..."

A low, strained groan escaped him.

"All right."

He reached for her.

"Come here."

He guided her toward the edge of the bed and stepped closer until the head of his cock rested near her lips.

Covering her hand with his, he showed her how to stroke him slowly from base to tip.

"Lick the head first," he instructed, forcing himself to breathe as he watched her. "But do it slowly. Just... get used to the taste first."

Aren obeyed, shy but eager.

She extended her tongue and dragged it cautiously across the head of his cock, tasting the small bead of precum gathered there.

It was salty.

Strange.

Completely unlike anything she’d tasted before.

She looked up at him, her tongue still resting against him as she waited for his approval.

"...Like this?"

Caio inhaled sharply through his teeth.

Those wide, expectant eyes — combined with the sight of her tongue against his cock — tested his composure more severely than any fantasy ever had.

"Yes, Aren..." he breathed. "That’s it."

His hand moved to her cheek, his thumb brushing gently across her skin as he encouraged her to continue.

"Now open your mouth and take just the head in. Think of it like... an oversized lollipop. Use your tongue while you suck it."

Aren lowered her gaze toward his cock, genuinely wondering how something that large could possibly resemble a lollipop.

Still, eager to please him, she parted her lips and took the thick head into her mouth.

"Mm-mmm... hmm-mm."

The weight of him on her tongue made her cheeks hollow as she sucked carefully.

"Good girl," Caio groaned, one hand gently guiding the back of her head. "Take a little more... slowly. Don’t force it."

Aren sank deeper, her eyes watering slightly as the head brushed the back of her throat.

’Mmm.’

’This lollipop is...’

’...too big.’

She pulled back and coughed softly, blinking rapidly through the sudden tears before leaning forward to try again.

This time, she moved more carefully, bobbing her head in a tentative rhythm while one hand continued stroking the length she couldn’t fit into her mouth.

Caio’s hips twitched involuntarily with every inexperienced attempt.

"Mmm-mm... Aren."

The combination of her clumsy mouth and eager hands was almost too much.

For one disorienting moment, he genuinely wondered whether he’d ever received a proper blowjob in his life.

"Perfect... just like that," he praised, forcing himself to breathe through the sensation. "Now look at me while you suck me, Aren."

When she lifted her eyes, the sight nearly shattered what remained of his control.

She looked up at him with complete trust in her eyes, her lips wrapped around his cock as she tried so earnestly to please him.

"Ha..."

A rough, breathless laugh escaped his throat.

"You tempting little thing."

Carefully, he pulled her away.

A thin strand of saliva stretched between her swollen lips and his glistening cock before finally breaking.

Aren looked up at him expectantly, searching his face for an answer.

"Was it... good?"

Caio laughed softly.

’Good?’

It had been far beyond anything he’d imagined.

"Far beyond good," he said hoarsely. "But that’s enough for now."

His thumb brushed gently across the corner of her mouth, wiping away the lingering trace of saliva.

"I don’t want to leave your pretty pussy unattended for too long."