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Authors: Linnea May, Stella Noir
Tags: Psychological, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Women's Fiction, New Adult & College
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tense, hungry. Hungry for me. I can tell that it takes him a lot of effort to restrain himself. His hunger for me is so intoxicating that I feel dizzy with lust.
My center is throbbing with anticipation as I follow his order and slowly sink down onto my knees.
"Hands on your knees," he adds. "Palms up, and look at me."
I position myself as he bids and look up at him, completely naked and exposed, my palms pointing up, my body calm on the outside while my insides are wild with anticipation.
"Good girl," he praises. "This is how I like my women. Willing and obedient. Do you think you can do that for me? Follow my orders? Be a good, obedient girl for me?"
I nod. "I think so."
"Wrong answer," he snaps, raising two fingers. "For two reasons. One, you didn't address me properly. Two, you showed doubt."
He places his elbows on his knees as he leans forward to me.
"Let's try this again, shall we?" he whispers. "Will you obey me?"
I swallow. "Yes. Yes, Master."
He smiles. "That's what I like to hear. Good girl."
He straightens up and leans back on the couch, slightly opening his legs.
"Come here," he beckons me.
I crawl forward and place myself in front of him between his legs.
"Now, I think you owe me something, don't you?" he asks, displaying a smug smile on his handsome face. "Wouldn't you agree? You came pretty hard in that forest, time to repay the debt."
He leans forward and reaches for my hands, placing them on the bulge in his lap. He feels huge and rock-hard. A wave of electrifying arousal spreads through me as I start rubbing him gently through the fabric.
"You did this," he reminds me. "And now you take care of it. Show me what those beautiful lips are capable of."
I look up at him for one last affirmation before I start by unbuckling his belt. I open his pants just enough to free his cock. It springs toward me as soon as I move his black boxer briefs to the side.
He moans with approval when I wrap my hand around him. He is already so hard that I almost wonder if he has taken something to help with that. My fingers barely reach around his impressive girth as I slowly start stroking him, my eyes following the motions with adoration.
He watches me as I shyly play with his erection, worshiping the sight and feel of it. I lean forward and gently start to lick his tip very lightly, my tongue barely touches him.
"You fucking tease," he breathes.
I smile and lick along his shaft, all the way down to his balls. He shivers with lust, and I move my tongue back up, repeating the motion again and again, very slowly.
He grabs the hair at the back of my head and moves me closer, placing my lips on his tip. I instinctively open my mouth, just in time before he pushes me down. His motion is just as slow but not nearly as shy as mine have been. He doesn't stop pushing when I start to gag on his length, and he doesn't stop pushing even when the tip of his swollen cock presses against the back of my throat. I try to push myself up, coughing and gagging, but he doesn't let me.
"Oh, no, little girl," he whispers. "You need to learn your place. Teasing me like this will not go unpunished."
With this, he finally pulls me up by my hair. I gasp, desperately panting for air and coughing out saliva. He only gives me a few moments to catch my breath before he forces me down again, his cock pushing against the back of my throat once more, but this time he lifts me up sooner.
"This is how it works," he says. "I am in control. Understand?"
"Yes," I breathe. "Yes, Master."
"Good girl."
He continues to force himself inside of me, alternating between pushing me down at the back of my head and pulling me up by my hair. With every shove, his motions increase in speed until he is undeniably face-fucking me.
Saliva drips down on his length and over my face, mixed with salty tears that start to stream down my cheeks due to my shortness of breath.
He moans with passion, moving his hips up to force himself deeper down my throat. One
My center is throbbing with anticipation as I follow his order and slowly sink down onto my knees.
"Hands on your knees," he adds. "Palms up, and look at me."
I position myself as he bids and look up at him, completely naked and exposed, my palms pointing up, my body calm on the outside while my insides are wild with anticipation.
"Good girl," he praises. "This is how I like my women. Willing and obedient. Do you think you can do that for me? Follow my orders? Be a good, obedient girl for me?"
I nod. "I think so."
"Wrong answer," he snaps, raising two fingers. "For two reasons. One, you didn't address me properly. Two, you showed doubt."
He places his elbows on his knees as he leans forward to me.
"Let's try this again, shall we?" he whispers. "Will you obey me?"
I swallow. "Yes. Yes, Master."
He smiles. "That's what I like to hear. Good girl."
He straightens up and leans back on the couch, slightly opening his legs.
"Come here," he beckons me.
I crawl forward and place myself in front of him between his legs.
"Now, I think you owe me something, don't you?" he asks, displaying a smug smile on his handsome face. "Wouldn't you agree? You came pretty hard in that forest, time to repay the debt."
He leans forward and reaches for my hands, placing them on the bulge in his lap. He feels huge and rock-hard. A wave of electrifying arousal spreads through me as I start rubbing him gently through the fabric.
"You did this," he reminds me. "And now you take care of it. Show me what those beautiful lips are capable of."
I look up at him for one last affirmation before I start by unbuckling his belt. I open his pants just enough to free his cock. It springs toward me as soon as I move his black boxer briefs to the side.
He moans with approval when I wrap my hand around him. He is already so hard that I almost wonder if he has taken something to help with that. My fingers barely reach around his impressive girth as I slowly start stroking him, my eyes following the motions with adoration.
He watches me as I shyly play with his erection, worshiping the sight and feel of it. I lean forward and gently start to lick his tip very lightly, my tongue barely touches him.
"You fucking tease," he breathes.
I smile and lick along his shaft, all the way down to his balls. He shivers with lust, and I move my tongue back up, repeating the motion again and again, very slowly.
He grabs the hair at the back of my head and moves me closer, placing my lips on his tip. I instinctively open my mouth, just in time before he pushes me down. His motion is just as slow but not nearly as shy as mine have been. He doesn't stop pushing when I start to gag on his length, and he doesn't stop pushing even when the tip of his swollen cock presses against the back of my throat. I try to push myself up, coughing and gagging, but he doesn't let me.
"Oh, no, little girl," he whispers. "You need to learn your place. Teasing me like this will not go unpunished."
With this, he finally pulls me up by my hair. I gasp, desperately panting for air and coughing out saliva. He only gives me a few moments to catch my breath before he forces me down again, his cock pushing against the back of my throat once more, but this time he lifts me up sooner.
"This is how it works," he says. "I am in control. Understand?"
"Yes," I breathe. "Yes, Master."
"Good girl."
He continues to force himself inside of me, alternating between pushing me down at the back of my head and pulling me up by my hair. With every shove, his motions increase in speed until he is undeniably face-fucking me.
Saliva drips down on his length and over my face, mixed with salty tears that start to stream down my cheeks due to my shortness of breath.
He moans with passion, moving his hips up to force himself deeper down my throat. One
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