She won. As she swirled her tongue around him, he began to move. His hands burrowed through her hair, and he thrust, thinking she would gag on him. She did not. She took him all and sucked when he pulled back. The fire roared through his blood and ripped through his mind. He erupted with the force of days of hardened frustration. And when he spilled, she drank. She sucked him, caressed him, and made him think he was in the most blessed heavenly realm.
Until he collapsed onto his knees before her. He fell, gasping for breath. And when his vision steadied, he saw her licking her lips. “Thank you,” she said most solemnly. “Do we have time for me to practice again?”
He could not believe it. He did not think that such a woman could exist in the whole world, much less here looking at him with such an earnest expression. It nearly killed him to think that she could never be his.
“Not yet, Ji Yue,” he murmured. “Remember, you have yet to be punished. I have to make you scream.”
Her brow contracted in thought. “Can it be done at the same time?”
He smiled at the thought. “Oh yes.”
“Then I wish to learn that.”
He nodded, already gathering his strength. He would have one afternoon with this amazing woman. One afternoon that would have to last his entire life, and so he decided to enjoy it to the fullest. “Very well,” he said, “but you must remember to scream. As if in pain.”
She nodded most solemnly. “I will remember.”
“Then I will teach you.”
