She twists to look at me, her mouth opening, and I sense a refusal. I may be taking it easy on her tonight, but I won’t accept back talk out of any submissive.
My palm comes down hard on her cheek before she can say anything. “Do it, Emma Lia. Now.”
She jolts and straightens her spine before crawling onto the bed on all fours. Her split spreads when she arches her back and tilts her ass up. Fuck, I’m almost able to see that pink puckered hole that I so desperately yearn to feel around my cock.
I flatten my hand on her folds and move my fingers over it in a circular motion. Soft. Slow. Stimulating. Nothing fancy. Just simple stimulation to increase the rush of blood to her pussy lips. Make them pink. Make them swell. Make them glisten with the intense anticipation of what’s to come.
It doesn’t take long for her to begin squirming and moving her hips in a circular motion so her pussy rubs harder against my fingers.
I take my hand away, and she whimpers at the loss of contact. “Don’t worry. I’m not done with your pussy.”
I’m about to eat that thing until she comes all over my face.
I press a kiss to her slit and then brush my mouth back and forth over her swollen, wet lips. Teasing her. Building the suspense and excitement of what my tongue will feel like when I fully lick her.
I use my fingers to spread her apart and thrust my tongue inside her, concentrating on the sensitive bundle of nerves in the roof of her pussy. I know that I’m licking it just right when the sound escaping her mouth is a feral moan. “Ohh… ohh… fuck.”
I climb onto the bed behind her. “Lower your head but keep your ass up.”
“What are you doing?”
I don’t answer. Instead I bury my face in her pussy, absorbing her taste and smell. I suck, wanting all of her in my mouth at the same time; she’s so fucking sweet. I swear that I’ve never tasted a sweeter cunt.
“Tristan…”
I stop eating her long enough to correct her. “Not Tristan in the bedroom. Master. Say it.”
Her arms are outstretched, her hands gripping the edge of the mattress. “Master.”
Hearing that one word pleases me more than she can possibly imagine.
“That’s my good girl.”
I go down for the finale, sucking her clit into my mouth and tugging with enough friction to send her to the brink of ecstasy. One final suck and she tumbles over the edge into the land of bliss.
Her pussy clenches and the sweet taste of her climax floods my mouth. It’s fucking delicious.
She buries her face against the mattress but her scream is barely muffled. The girl has a set of lungs on her.
Her body collapses on the bed, her face turned to the side. Her loud panting is the only sound in the room. And I take pride in knowing that I did that to her.
“Thank your Master for allowing you to come.”
“Thank you, Master, for allowing me to come.”
She has no fight in her. I think that she’s too drunk on her orgasm to do anything but be compliant.
“My little submissive liked her orgasm?”
“Yesss.”
“Yes Master,” I cue.
“Yes, Master.”
I get up and stand at the bedside, pushing my boxer briefs and sleep pants to my feet. My hard cock juts out, pointing at Emma Lia on the bed. The fucker is eager to slide into that tight little cunt.
The mattress dips when I climb onto the bed and crawl over her, my front brushing against her back and butt cheeks. Using my knees, I push her thighs apart and simultaneously wrap my arm around her waist and position her to be fucked hard from behind.
