My eyes go back to his dick, and I lick my lips. Then I’m falling to my knees before him.
“Charlotte,” he warns, and I’m not sure if it’s for my benefit or his. I just want to taste him. To really take my time and feel it. I’m always tied up and gagged when he fucks my mouth. I want to memorize it.
I place my hand on his muscular thigh and lean forward, the tip of my tongue touching the base of his shaft, and I slowly run it upward. I can feel the barbells on my tongue as I go. One…two…three…four…five…six. Getting to the head, I feel the balls of the others.
Pulling back, I look up at him, and he’s got both hands on the wall once again, head down, shielding the rainfall from me with his eyes closed.
I feel powerful kneeling between his legs. This time, I push my tongue all the way out, flattening it against the base, and slowly run it over his dick once again. He groans when I wrap my lips around the tip before sucking.
“Fuck, doll face.” His voice is hoarse, and my pussy tightens. My knees shake, and my wet hair covers my face, so I push it out of the way to get a better look before I do it again.
But this time, I wrap my hand around the base when I get to the tip and take more of his length into my mouth. He’s so big it makes me nervous. I’ve had it in my mouth, in my ass, and in my cunt, but I’ve never got to play with it. I’ve never held it in my hands and explored it like I want.
I feel his fingers tangle in my wet hair the next second. But he doesn’t control my head. Instead, he just holds it off my face as I take my time, learning every piercing and feeling every inch of his dick.
He’s so hard for me. I did this to him. No one else is here. No other bitch is getting what’s mine.
My free hand drops to his balls, and I squeeze them before letting go.
He repositions his feet wider, and lets out a deep growl as he stands over me. So I do it again.
“Charlotte?” he moans my name.
“Yeah?” I rasp, pulling back and looking up at him.
His heavy blue eyes stare down into mine. “You’re going to make me come doing that, doll face.” He makes it sound like a warning, but I see it as a compliment.
I smile, proud of that thought, and lean forward, closing my eyes and sucking on his dick while my hand plays with his balls. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing because I’ve never done it before. He never allows me to have control.
His hips thrust forward, and his hand remains in my hair, but he doesn’t force my head down. Is this how he feels when he has control of me? I suck him to the back of my throat, and when I gag, I hold it. He’s so long that my other hand is still wrapped around the base.
“Goddamn,” he groans, and my thighs clench.
Thankfully, he’s bent over enough, leaning against the wall at my back so the water isn’t drowning me.
His fingers tighten in my hair, holding on with a fist, and it just makes me want to be better and suck deeper. I suck in a deep breath and take his cock into my mouth and down my throat, taking away my air, and my body jerks involuntarily. I tell myself to relax, opening wider and leaning forward. My hand falls from the base of his dick, feeling the last barbell touch my tongue.
“I’m coming.”
Before he can even get the words out, his cock pulses in my mouth. Being the good girl that I am, I keep my eyes open and look up at him, telling myself one more second to swallow his cum.
He lets go of my hair, and I fall back onto my ass, gasping. He steps back from the wall, allowing the water to cover me like a downpour. He grips my arms and yanks me up on my numb legs, and I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands drop to my ass, and he picks me up, slamming my back into the cool wall. He’s breathing just as heavily as I am when his lips slam on mine. I kiss him back without thought even though it’s not as tender as the one before. His fingers dig painfully into my ass, and I rock my hips against his semi-hard dick, hoping he understands I want him.
He pulls away, and I gasp. “Fuck me.” In case my actions aren’t clear enough on how desperate I am for him.
Repositioning his hands, he lets go of my ass and wraps an arm around my waist while the other grabs his dick. I’m still trying to breathe as the water falls on us from the ceiling above, so I bury my face into his neck.
“What do you want, doll face?” he growls in my ear while I feel his now hardened cock pressed against my pussy.
“You,” I answer, my hands digging into his hair and then gripping his shoulders. Fuck, I can’t get him close enough. “Please…I need you.”
“Whatever my girl wants.” He chuckles at my desperation, and I don’t care. I know what it feels like for him to own me, and I want it. Being on my knees for him was like an adrenaline rush. I’m on a high that I don’t want to stop.
The breath gets caught in my lungs as he slides his cock into my pussy. I clench around him and his wet chest rumbles against mine. “Goddamn, you feel so good.” He shoves my back into the wall to help hold me up while he readjusts his hands as they go back to my ass. “Fucking perfect.”
“Please…” I’m almost on the verge of tears, but he likes it when I cry for him. It makes him feel superior as if any Lords aren’t.
I loosen my legs around his waist to give him some room, and he takes the hint. His hips start to move, allowing his cock to fuck me while he pins me against the wall. My lips find his once more, and he swallows my cries as I become his desperate dirty little whore.
