“Taste it.” I part her lips with my fingers, going wild when I watch her suck her thumb.
Gripping her jaw with one hand, I stroke myself with the other, right in front of her mouth.
Her chest is heaving—her anticipation short-circuiting me.
“Open your mouth. Just take the head, no hands. Remember what I said about control? I’m going to demand it tonight.”
I switch the hand on my cock for one in her hair—tight enough to sting—and instead of complaining, she moans around it.
“Just the head, baby. Suck it. Swallow my pre-cum. Relax your jaw. I’m not in a hurry. I want to fuck this mouth for a long time. Breathe through your nose.”
I tilt her head back, keeping her still—and slide in halfway, gradually going deeper. I pull almost all the way out—then back in, over and over, letting her adjust. When she seems relaxed, I push all the way in, stopping at her throat.
She panics for a second, and I pull back. “I won’t hurt you. Trust me.”
I thrust again, picking up speed, going deeper each time. “Pull the straps of your dress down. Show me what’s mine.”
She obeys, her nipples hard as rocks.
“Just like that, baby,” I praise. “Now touch your pussy and your nipple at the same time.”
I keep a tight grip on her hair, forcing her to let me do whatever I want.
“You have no idea how crazy it makes me to see you submitting like this.”
She moans around my cock in response.
I’m hypnotized, completely lost in her.
The pleasure is unlike anything I’ve ever felt, and I know it’s because it’s Lilly.
The only one capable of wrecking my world—of making me fear a lonely existence now that I’ve had a taste of her. Until not long ago, solitude sounded like paradise to me.
What fucks with all my control is her surrender.
If the delicious moans she’s making while I fuck her mouth are any clue, she’s drowning in her own arousal, loving every second.
I take her harder now, pushing for what I want, giving her a taste of what I need, driving deep, hitting her throat.
I feel myself swell and I know I need to stop or I’ll come in her mouth. “Lilly, stop. I’m too close, baby.”
But her fingers speed up between her thighs.
“Fuck, Lilly! Is that what you want?”
She nods, and nothing could stop me now.
I go deeper. “You want me to fill your mouth? Then drink every drop. Clean me up.” My fingers tighten in her hair and I thrust without mercy, lost in pleasure. “I need it harder, baby. Take it all.”
I’m not fucking her throat as brutally as I do her pussy, but it’s more than I’ve ever given her mouth. She doesn’t lookscared. She locks eyes with me, silently inviting me in—and like the perfect student, relaxes completely.
In seconds, I explode.
“Swallow.”
I feel the jets pumping out of me and lose the last shred of sanity when I watch her throat move, swallowing me down.
When I’m completely spent, I stop—still buried in her mouth—my skin brushing her chin.
