“That was perfect,” he said, then began a hard, punishing rhythm inside her, fucking her and fucking her with his hand, and she began to shake as the pressure built.
He stopped.
“Take a breath. Good, now another. Yeah, dial it down. Because I have more planned for you.”
She tried to calm herself, but it was difficult. She felt his fingers still inside her before he started making some new motion, almost as if he were snapping his fingers inside her pussy, against her g-spot, and pleasure coursed through her, hot and insistent.
“I can’t… can’t hold it…” she gasped, filled with awe that for once it really was true.
“Youwill,” he insisted. “You hold it for me.”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered with a small moan.
She’d had such difficulty reaching orgasm the last few years. It almost never happened without a vibrator—until last night when she’d been thinking ofhim. What was this man doing to her?
He paused, giving her a second to breathe, then he started once more, this time using his other hand to press on her abdomen, and suddenly she could feel everything even more intensely: the pressure building, spiraling. Pleasure like an electric current running through her. And everything cresting, leaving her on a sharp edge she knew she wasn’t allowed to fall over—which made her want to—need to—even more.
“Mmm…” she moaned, and he stopped again.
“Breathe through it. Yeah, that’s it. That’s my good girl. You’re doing such a great job, baby. You hang on to your orgasm for me.”
“I can’t,” she sobbed, her body shaking.
He leaned in until his face was right next to hers. He whispered, “You can, Claudia. Beautiful girl. You can because I ask it of you. Because you know when I finally let you come, I’ll be there to catch you. To hold you. To make you come again.”
“Oh…”
“So take another breath for me. Yeah, there it is. You can do this.”
He slipped his fingers out, then went back in with just one, gently stroking her core as he bent his head to kiss her. His lips on hers were so soft and hot, and she lifted her head to demand more of his kiss. He opened her lips with his tongue and drove inside, kissing her hard, then harder, until they were making out like teenagers in the back of a car. And it felt that new to her, somehow.
As he kissed her, emotions rose, making her chest go tight. She still needed to come, so badly. But he was right there with her, and that felt even more important. She’d never known this was what she’d always needed.
He pulled away, finally, and drew his mouth down her throat, leaving a scorching trail of heat. Then lower, between her breasts, pausing there before he took one nipple into his mouth again and sucked. The hardened tip swelled, and he sucked harder, then bit just a little, the small amount of pain taking her back to that lofty peak, her pussy flooding all over again. And still he kept that one finger inside her, gently working her.
Pleasure built all over again, and she trembled with it.
He raised his head to tell her, “No, Claudia. Hold it back until I give you permission to come.”
Then, as if to punish her with pleasure, he pumped his finger hard inside her, and bit into her nipple again.
“Oh! Please... please, Sir! I need to come.”
“Not yet,” he ordered as he added a second finger and began working her g-spot again, stroking it over and over. “Do not come yet, Claudia,” he demanded even as he worked her body, stoking the fire inside her until it was a pyre flaming into the sky.
She was vaguely aware of tears slipping down her cheeks as she used every ounce of willpower not to come, which was the polar opposite of what her body normally did. But her climaxhovered, hot and sharp, and she was only vaguely aware of those thoughts. It was the loveliest torture she’d ever endured.
“Ah, such a good, good, girl,” he murmured as he trailed his mouth down over her ribcage, then her stomach, and her pussy clenched when his mouth reached the top of her mound, then again when he moved even lower, until his face was between her thighs, so close she could feel his warm breath on her folds, on her aching clit.
“This is going to get harder,” he told her, then flicked his tongue at her clit.
“Oh, fuck!”
“And harder,” he murmured before taking her swollen clit into his mouth and sucking, sending pleasure like lightning through her pussy, deep into her body.
“Oh, oh, ohhhh…”
“And even harder, my beautiful girl,” he paused to tell her.
