“You can do better.” He chided her the way he’d done during their lessons, his stern tone causing heat to bloom at her core. “I want to hear the naughty words you were using in your head.”
Botheration, he knows me too well.
She drew a breath. “May I kiss your cock?”
“There’s my good pupil.”
His approval made her tingle from head to toe. With his free hand, he threaded his fingers in her hair, bringing her mouth close to his cock. The head was wide and rosy, shiny with his essence. Shivering, she leaned forward and placed a kiss on the tip.
She ran her tongue over her lips, his salty male flavor making her hungry for more. But she didn’t know what to do.
Looking up into her beloved’s watchful eyes, she whispered, “Teach me.”
“Take my cock,” he said huskily.
She circled her fingers around him, quivering at his virile abundance.
“Now lick the tip again.”
Bending forward, she swept her tongue over the broad dome, gauging Wei’s reaction. His chest surged as she lapped at him, his fingers tightening in her hair. Remembering what he’d done to her, she tried quick flicks back and forth, a steady motion that had driven her wild. He grunted, and she tasted a burst of salt. Emboldened, she mouthed his entire head and gently sucked. He rewarded her with another burst of him upon her tongue.
He dug his fingers into her scalp, the pressure exciting in its demand.
“Take me deeper,” he growled.
Holding her head in place, he pushed his cock inside her mouth, and his mastery thrilled her. Instinctively, she opened wider, wanting to take more of him, moaning as he slid in deeper. Watching his gaze grow heavy-lidded, his torso rippling as he enjoyed her mouth, filled her with a sense of feminine power.
“You suck my cock so well, sweeting.”
Wei’s praise, uttered in a gravelly voice, spurred her to do even better. By relaxing her jaw, she discovered that she could take even more of him. He seemed to know her limits, just how far to thrust, and she surrendered dreamily to his care and experience.
“Is this what you thought about during the lesson I assigned you?”
His words pierced her floaty bubble. When she didn’t answer, he pulled out and gave her a stern look. She didn’t know how she could feel shy given what they were doing, but she did.
“Yes,” she whispered.
When he traced her lips with his glossy tip, her pussy clenched on a fresh wave of dew.
“Did you touch yourself doing it?” he inquired.
She managed a nod.
“Show me.”
Heavens. I can’t do that…can I?
Yet her hand had a life of its own, creeping bashfully between her splayed thighs. She was so swollen and wet that she whimpered at the contact with her own fingers.
“Such a good student,” Wei rasped. “Now rub your hot little pussy while you pleasure me with your mouth.”
His eyes holding hers, he drove between her lips, his movements less gentle and more demanding. Mindless with need, she touched herself whilst he filled her mouth, deeper, harder, the taste of him delighting her senses. Arousal, need, and love sizzled in their locked gazes, making her feel safe to experiment. To swirl her tongue around his plunging head. To suck him deep. To grip his hard, flexing buttocks and urge him on.
Perhaps she got a bit carried away, for he surged powerfully, his cock butting depths that made her choke around him. Groaning, he pulled out. His eyes darker than coals, he fisted his shaft, jerking with mesmerizing roughness. Then he took aim at her breasts, and with a hoarse shout, sprayed her with his pleasure. His hot, primal marking triggered her own climax. He tumbled her onto the bed, kissing her as he stroked her pussy and extended the waves of bliss.
Afterward, they lay entwined, exchanging tender kisses as their heartbeats steadied.
Wei traced her mouth with a callused fingertip. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
