She releases my cock with a pop and looks up at me, lips swollen, eyes dark. She almost made me come in under two minutes, and the smile she flashes me tells me she’s fucking proud of herself for it. I decide, right then and there, that I’m going to spend the rest of the night making her deeply regret that smile.
“Get on the fucking bed, Bambi. Now.”
For once, she doesn’t argue. She just gets to her feet, scurries over to the bed, and lies down on her back.
After slipping on a condom, I round the bed and drop down beside her.
“Come here.” I say, reaching for her hand. “I want that beautiful cunt on my face.”
She pulls her hand away and stares at me. “Absolutely not.”
“Absolutely yes.”
“Echo—”
“Bambi.”
“I’ve never—” She gestures vaguely between her pussy and my face, which is really fucking adorable. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I could hurt you.”
I stare at her.
“I’m serious,” she says, scowling at me. “What if I suffocate you?”
“Bambi, if I get the privilege of being suffocated by that beautiful cunt of yours, I promise you, I would be dying a very happy man. Now get the fuck over here.”
She moves slowly, crawling over me and tracking my face like she’s waiting for me to change my mind or give her a reason to change hers. She hovers just above me, her thighs bracketing my head, and I can feel the hesitation rolling off her in waves.
“Sit down, Bambi.” I bite out, gripping her by her hips.
She lowers herself way too fucking slowly, and when I pull her the rest of the way down and flick my tongue against her clit, her whole body jolts.
Her hands fly to the headboard and she grips it tight, knuckles going white as I dig my fingers into her hips, and grind her sweet cunt against my face.
As I lap at her pussy, I feel her hesitation melt away. Her hips start moving on their own, and she moans unabashedly every time my tongue flicks her clit with just the right amount of pressure.
Her orgasm builds fast, and when she shatters on my tongue and curses my fucking name, pride roars in my chest.
That’s right, Bambi.
Tell everyone whose face you’re riding.
Her body goes slack above me, and I give her about two seconds to breathe before I sit up and lay her out onto her back.
I crawl over her, and as I nestle my cock between her trembling thighs, she looks up at me and swallows hard.
“Jesus Christ,” she breathes, feeling the tip of my cock nudge against her entrance. “Did it—did it get even bigger?”
I look down at her and smirk, knowing it definitely fucking did.
“Jesus or not. The only man’s name I want on your lips is mine.”
I push inside her, and her eyes slam shut as her body adjusts to the size of me.
“Eyes on me, Bambi.” I murmur, taking hold of her chin and tilting her face towards me.
Her eyes flutter open, and when they lock on mine, she sinks her teeth into her lower lip.
“Good fucking girl.” I croon, slipping my thumb into her mouth as I slide into her again. “I want you to see exactly whose cock you’re coming on.”
