"Yes, Sir."
I push two fingers inside her without warning, and she arches off the bed with a cry. I hold her hip down with my free hand, keeping her exactly where I want her while I work her with steady, deep strokes.
"Don't come yet."
"Shaw—" Her voice breaks. "I can't?—"
"You can." I curl my fingers, finding that spot that makes her whole body tense. "You will. Not until I tell you."
I can feel her fighting it, feel how close she is, how hard she's working to obey. Her hands grip the pillow so tight her knuckles go white. Her thighs tremble against my sides.
"Please—"
"Not yet." I add my thumb to her clit, circling with just enough pressure to drive her higher. "Hold it."
She's panting now, desperate sounds escaping with each exhale, and I push her right to the edge and hold her there. Watching her fight for control. Watching her submit to my command even when her body is screaming for release.
"Now. Come now."
She shatters with a cry, her pussy clenching around my fingers, her whole body shaking with the force of it. I work her through it, drawing out every aftershock until she's gasping and oversensitive.
"Good girl." I pull my fingers free and bring them to her mouth. "Taste."
She opens for me, tongue sliding over my fingers, and the sight of her tasting herself goes straight to my cock.
I lean down and replace my fingers with my mouth, licking through her folds. She's sensitive, trying to squirm away, but I grip her hips and hold her in place.
"Stay still."
She forces herself to stop moving, and I reward her by sucking her clit into my mouth. Her hands are still above her head where I told her to keep them, still gripping that pillow like a lifeline while I eat her out with deliberate, relentless strokes.
When she's close again—and it doesn't take long—I pull back.
"Shaw—no—please?—"
"Ask nicely."
"Please." Her voice cracks. "Please, Sir, let me come."
"Why should I?"
"Because I need it. Because you—" She breaks off with a moan when I brush my tongue over her clit. "Because you want to watch me fall apart for you."
Damn right I do.
"Come."
I suck hard on her clit, and she comes with my name on her lips, thighs clamping around my head, whole body bowing off the bed.
This time when I pull back, I settle between her thighs. My cock slides through her wetness, and I have to grit my teeth against the urge to just thrust home.
"Look at me."
Her eyes open, glazed and unfocused.
"You can move your hands now. Hold onto me."
She reaches for me immediately, arms wrapping around my shoulders, and I push inside her in one slow, steady thrust. Watching her face. Watching her eyes go wide, her mouth fall open, feeling her body stretch to take me.
