The sudden thrust startled her and she pulled off involuntarily, though his hand kept her from going far. She wasn’t actually sure she wanted him to come in her mouth; the taste of him was odd and she didn’t really feel like she liked it. She liked the way he reacted, though, and she took him in her mouth again, sliding her supporting hand up and down a little to compensate for the lack of depth.
“S-sorry…” He groaned apologetically and tangled his fingers in the hairs on the back of her neck, panting at the sheer warmth of her lips wrapped around him. And then her hand joined in, the dual stimulation driving him wild as he gasped out her name, indicating that he was so close to the edge.
She pulled away again, licking softly at him. She just couldn’t make herself let him come in her mouth yet, not the first time she’d tried this. But she could lick and stroke and pet until he came.