Ana looks at me through lust filled eyes, the oceanic pools beaming as she runs her hands up my thighs towards the waistband of my shorts. Her hands leave a burning sensation in their wake and I fist my fingers into the soft fabric of the chair just to keep myself grounded. Higher and higher her hands tease until she dips her fingers into the waistband, toying with it, teasing me until I’m begging for her touch.
“Please.” I say with a heavy breath. “Don’t toy with me.”
She smirks. “How badly do you want this?”
“Bad.” I rushed out. “So fucking badly, please let me feel you.”
She runs her pink tongue across her plump bottom lip, the small act alone is enough to send me toppling over the edge and I can feel my jaw beginning to ache as I grind my teeth together, patiently waiting for her to release my aching cock, to feel her lips wrap around me, sucking me deeply into her throat.
Ana finally grips the waistband between her fingers and so achinglyslow, she pulls my shorts down, freeing my aching cock from its confines. Her eyes widen for a moment and she immediately licks her lips again. I can’t take my eyes off her, the way she’s looking at me right now, like I’m worthy of her has my stomach spinning.
“Put me in your mouth baby, I need you.” I breathe out, lifting my hips slightly off of the chair, craving her touch. She tightens her onyx waves in the messy bun and wraps her hands around my cock, her fingers barely meeting before rising on her knees, her mouth hovering over me, so close that I can feel the warmth of her breath washing over my already heated skin.
“Ana.” I grit.“Please,I’m fucking begging you. I don’t know how much more I can take.”
My eyes catch the smallest smirk that tips the corner of her perfect mouth up before she runs her tongue from my balls to the tip that’s glistening in pre-cum.
“Fuckkk.” I moan, throwing my head back. She continues with her tortuous strokes, her tongue swirling and flicking over the tip of my cock, teasing me to no end.
Dropping my chin to my chest, I watch her through hooded eyes as she sinks my cock into her mouth. “Shit.You’re so fucking pretty like this baby, your mouth stuffed with my cock.”She hums around my length, causing a vibration to run through my nerves, sending chills down my spine.
Up and down she goes, moving her hands in tandem with her mouth and I can feel the pressure building at the base of my spine, climbing higher and higher the further she takes me into her throat, causing me to let out a deep groan that vibrates through my chest.
It’s maddening how quickly she can bring me to my knees.
Releasing my hand from the back of the chair, I tangle my fingers into her hair, gathering it at the back of her head to get a better look at her deep throating me. Saliva gathers at the corner of her mouth and I use my hand to guide her pace, bringing her lips right to the tip. She looks up at me through hooded eyes and I desperately wish I had my phone with me to film this moment for my own private viewing.
I keep her mouth just resting on the tip and she swirls her tongue in slow circles. Fuck, I could come just from the sight of her.
“You’re my good girl, aren’t you baby?” Keeping my hand in her hair, she nods with my cock in her mouth, her eyes shining from my praise.
“Damn right you are.” I praise with a smirk on my face and I clock the moment she rubs her thighs together, attempting to ease the ache I know that’s building there.
Keeping her head in place, I lift my hips and slide myself into her mouth, using her to bring myself pleasure. She seems to like it as she shuffles on her knees and hums around my length.
“Are you wet for me, pretty girl?” I taunt whilst sliding my cock in and out of her mouth. She whimpers against my skin and nods her head, desperate for me to touch her.
“Do you want me to satisfy you?”
Ana nods again, and I slip my cock free from her mouth, leaving a string of saliva from the tip to her bottom lip.
“Who owns you, baby?” I say, leaning further forward in my seat, keeping a firm grip in her hair. She keeps her hands wrapped around my cock and leans forward, her lips seeking mine.
“You. Only you.” She breathes out, her baby blue eyes darting from mine to my lips. Pride swells in my chest at her words. Even with the shit she’s been through, she still continues to let me, a man, have ownership over her. But the truth is, I was hers before she was ever mine.
Our lips are inches away from each other. “You know I love you, right?” I ask, my eyes darting from her eyes to her plump lips.
She pauses for a moment. “Yes. I’ve never doubted that.”
“Good girl. Because I’m about to fuck you like I hate you, until you can’t walk anymore. Until you feel me deep in your soul.”
Her breath hitches for a moment and I think I’ve pushed her too far until she rises higher on her knees and whispers across my lips. “Then you better hate me, just as much as I hate you. Mr Sinclair.”
The moment the words leave her lips, I’m on her like a wild animal, claiming her in every way. Our lips crash together in a heated frenzy, tongues fighting for dominance, hands roaming over every inch of skin until all we can feel is each other.
Ana moans heavily into my mouth and I stand, pulling her from the floor to plant her on her feet before breaking the kiss.
“Be my good girl and pick a book.” I instruct whilst tucking my hard cock back in my shorts for a moment, watching Ana look at me with confusion.
