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Anticipation made breathing damn near impossible as I waited for that first delicious contact with her mouth.
Still stroking me slowly, she said, “There’s one more thing I need to ask first.”
You want me to think while you’re touching me like that ? I looked down at her, licking my dry lips. “Go ahead.”
“Don’t move. At all.”
Another puzzling request, but one I wouldn’t ask her to explain this minute, not while she had the boldness to make this move at all. And if her mouth was still as talented as it had been a lifetime ago, her request would be one tall order.
“Scott?”
I nodded. “I won’t move. I promise.”
She cast one last wary glance at my hands. Evidently certain they were bound, if only by my word and not a pair of cuffs, she came up and kissed me, then bent to kiss my neck.
Now she started the path I thought she’d skipped earlier. She kissed her way down, teasing every inch of my chest, my abs, my sides with the feather light touch of her lips. Whether she was doing it to turn me on or to work up her own nerve, the effect was the same. I struggled to stay still, my abs contracting and my back trying to arch every time her breath or lips brushed my skin.
Stay still. Stay still. Stay— oh God …
A moan escaped my lips as hers slid down my cock. I closed my eyes and held on to the slats, and I barely breathed, both because I didn’t want to move and because I just… couldn’t. Not when she squeezed just right with her lips, or fluttered her tongue all along the shaft each time she came up. Even when uncertainty crept in and made her hesitate, her mouth was fucking amazing.
She lowered her head slowly, taking my cock a little deeper. The next time, she came down a little farther, paused for a moment, then went a fraction of an inch more before she rose again.
She was challenging her gag reflex. That had to be it. That was why she didn’t want me to move. Whatever the case, she was more than welcome to use me for as long as it took to get herself comfortable, because, Jesus Christ, that woman knew how to suck cock.
My knuckles must have been completely white by then, and when she made slow, intoxicating circles with her tongue, my eyes watered. What I wouldn’t have given to have run my fingers through her hair just then, and more than once, I almost forgot myself and reached for her. No, no , I told myself through the delirium her mouth sent me into. Don’t let go. Don’t move. Don’t. Fucking. Move .
Oblivion was more and more difficult to ignore, though, and the electricity surging up my spine with every sweep of her tongue wasn’t going to let me hold still much longer.
When I spoke, my voice was little more than a breathless moan. “Oh fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me come.”
She backed off slowly, then looked up at me and grinned. “We can’t have that yet, can we?”
“Tease.” I groaned, not sure if I was frustrated that she’d let me come back to earth, or even more turned on because this wasn’t over yet.
“I’m not a tease.” She came back up to kiss me. “If I was a tease, I’d get on top of you so you were that close to my pussy, but still couldn’t fuck me.”
“And I wouldn’t put that past you at all,” I growled as she got on top. I put my hands on her sides, exhaling as she straddled me and pressed her pussy against my cock. I couldn’t wait to be her Dom, but I’d have been lying if I’d said I didn’t enjoy this. Every little bit of boldness and brazenness drew her out of her shell, loosened the past’s grip on her, and the Dom in me wasn’t going to argue.
“See?” She grinned down at me. “ This is what a tease does.”
“Which is why I called you a tease.” I laughed. “This, and because I really, really liked what you were doing with your mouth.”
“Why thank you.”
I teased her nipple with my thumb and forefinger. “Now the question is, do you want me to return the favor?”
She tensed. Dropping her
Still stroking me slowly, she said, “There’s one more thing I need to ask first.”
You want me to think while you’re touching me like that ? I looked down at her, licking my dry lips. “Go ahead.”
“Don’t move. At all.”
Another puzzling request, but one I wouldn’t ask her to explain this minute, not while she had the boldness to make this move at all. And if her mouth was still as talented as it had been a lifetime ago, her request would be one tall order.
“Scott?”
I nodded. “I won’t move. I promise.”
She cast one last wary glance at my hands. Evidently certain they were bound, if only by my word and not a pair of cuffs, she came up and kissed me, then bent to kiss my neck.
Now she started the path I thought she’d skipped earlier. She kissed her way down, teasing every inch of my chest, my abs, my sides with the feather light touch of her lips. Whether she was doing it to turn me on or to work up her own nerve, the effect was the same. I struggled to stay still, my abs contracting and my back trying to arch every time her breath or lips brushed my skin.
Stay still. Stay still. Stay— oh God …
A moan escaped my lips as hers slid down my cock. I closed my eyes and held on to the slats, and I barely breathed, both because I didn’t want to move and because I just… couldn’t. Not when she squeezed just right with her lips, or fluttered her tongue all along the shaft each time she came up. Even when uncertainty crept in and made her hesitate, her mouth was fucking amazing.
She lowered her head slowly, taking my cock a little deeper. The next time, she came down a little farther, paused for a moment, then went a fraction of an inch more before she rose again.
She was challenging her gag reflex. That had to be it. That was why she didn’t want me to move. Whatever the case, she was more than welcome to use me for as long as it took to get herself comfortable, because, Jesus Christ, that woman knew how to suck cock.
My knuckles must have been completely white by then, and when she made slow, intoxicating circles with her tongue, my eyes watered. What I wouldn’t have given to have run my fingers through her hair just then, and more than once, I almost forgot myself and reached for her. No, no , I told myself through the delirium her mouth sent me into. Don’t let go. Don’t move. Don’t. Fucking. Move .
Oblivion was more and more difficult to ignore, though, and the electricity surging up my spine with every sweep of her tongue wasn’t going to let me hold still much longer.
When I spoke, my voice was little more than a breathless moan. “Oh fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me come.”
She backed off slowly, then looked up at me and grinned. “We can’t have that yet, can we?”
“Tease.” I groaned, not sure if I was frustrated that she’d let me come back to earth, or even more turned on because this wasn’t over yet.
“I’m not a tease.” She came back up to kiss me. “If I was a tease, I’d get on top of you so you were that close to my pussy, but still couldn’t fuck me.”
“And I wouldn’t put that past you at all,” I growled as she got on top. I put my hands on her sides, exhaling as she straddled me and pressed her pussy against my cock. I couldn’t wait to be her Dom, but I’d have been lying if I’d said I didn’t enjoy this. Every little bit of boldness and brazenness drew her out of her shell, loosened the past’s grip on her, and the Dom in me wasn’t going to argue.
“See?” She grinned down at me. “ This is what a tease does.”
“Which is why I called you a tease.” I laughed. “This, and because I really, really liked what you were doing with your mouth.”
“Why thank you.”
I teased her nipple with my thumb and forefinger. “Now the question is, do you want me to return the favor?”
She tensed. Dropping her
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