Right at the white-hot edge, body shaking and ready to shatter, he pulls his fingers free. The emptiness aches, and I whine in protest.
"Not yet." He spins me to face him, drops to his knees without hesitation, and throws my leg over his shoulder.
His mouth seals over my pussy, tongue plunging deep before flattening against my clit.
He sucks hard, relentless laps and flicks that have me grinding down on his face.
Fingers dig into my ass cheeks, spreading me open, and his tongue dips lower, circling my entrance, then pressing flat against my ass.
No one has ever licked me there.
The shock of it rips a moan from my throat, the pleasure dirty and overwhelming.
I clutch his hair, hips bucking.
He breathes against me, the vibration shooting straight through my core, and brings me right back to that edge again, tongue fucking into my pussy now, nose rubbing my clit, one finger circling my ass with slick pressure.
I'm sobbing, body coiled so tightly it hurts, every nerve screaming for release.
"Please, sir," I beg, voice breaking. "I can't hold it. Please let me come."
He lifts his head just enough to meet my eyes in the mirror. "Not until I say. Color?"
"Green. Please."
He dives back in, adding a finger to my pussy alongside his tongue, thumb pressing my clit.
The build hits like lightning, unbearable, and he stops again, mouth pulling away completely.
I cry out at the loss, thighs quivering around his shoulders.
"Bed," he says, standing and wiping his chin. "Face down, ass up."
I crawl onto the mattress on shaking arms, knees wide, forehead pressed to the sheets.
The first spank lands sharply across one cheek, palm connecting with a crack that echoes.
Heat blooms, instant and fierce.
"Count them." His eyes are dark, and the smile on his lips is enough to make a fresh wave of white-hot excitement shoot through me.
"One," I gasp.
He alternates sides, each smack harder than the last, building the sting until my ass throbs and every strike sends fresh wetness trickling down my thighs.
By eight, I'm pushing back into his hand, craving the pain that twists into pleasure.
He pauses, rubs the heated skin in slow circles, then delivers two more in quick succession.
"Ten," I moan, voice muffled by the mattress.
His fingers trace between my cheeks, gathering slick from my pussy and coating my ass.
One presses in slowly, just the tip at first, then deeper until the knuckle breaches.
I've never felt this before, the stretch burning sweetly, and I rock back onto it.
"You like that," he observes, pumping the finger steadily while his other hand spanks lighter now, teasing the sting. "Never had anyone take you here?"
