“If I say Greenwich, we’re done.”
He nodded. “Got it.”
I tossed my jeans on the floor.
“Your shirt? I’m naked,” he whined.
“Oh, Duncan, do not begin with that. I will do what I please. Make me cum and we’ll talk about if and when you get to see my tits.”
Duncan nodded as I kicked off my panties. I never dropped eye contact. He practically salivated as he watched me climb into bed.
“What are you gawping at? Get to work,” I said.
I pushed his head down towards my center, wanting to take full advantage of his willingness. I was going to make this work for me. It would be a bit of fun. I deserved a bit of fun, didn’t I?
35
SEX AND OTHER DRUGS
Duncan
I never left a pussy unappreciated. They were all different and new exploration thrilled me. It wasn’t just their taste or the smell that revved me, it was the way I could turn them to putty. It was the noise and feels of that final moment. The sweet sound of Ella’s orgasm brought me nearly to climax last time. I wanted to make her scream my name.
Eloise forced my head between her thighs. Suddenly, I had almost everything I wanted as I got my first taste of her. She was already wet. Ella pushed her hips towards me, grinding now. She let out a little moan, relaxing into me. I dug in, giving it more effort. I picked up the pace. She whimpered, moaned, and gripped my hair.
“Use your fingers,” Ella growled, a bit breathless. “It works. Get my G-spot. Be relentless.”
Relentless?I could be relentless. I did as she asked, glad for directions. As I slowly pressed two fingers inside, she shuddered. I kept working with my tongue as I found her swollen, desperate G-spot with my fingers. I slowly massaged it. She grew louder and tightened her grip on my hair. I grabbed the side of her hip and arse for stability, noting the softness of hercurves and her silky-smooth skin. I slid a third finger inside her pink pussy. As I did, Ella tightened around me. I looked over to see her right-hand scratching at the duvet.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, God! Shit!”
Ella’s legs quaked and her body quivered. She pressed my face into her wetness, her center tightening around my fingers.
That would do.
I looked up as she stared back in satisfaction, panting. Her chest rose and fell. Ella nodded, sitting up. I climbed back up to where she was and watched as she removed her shirt. She read my expression as I observed the pretty pink bra underneath it. I wanted so bad to touch her, but I knew I wasn’t allowed.
“I’m not taking the bra off. Not now,” Ella said. “You did well, but you can wait. However, I am willing to give you a handy for your valiant efforts.”
That was a welcome relief.
I lay beside her, and she grasped my cock with her right hand. Her fist pumped easily, lubricated by the massive amount of precum she’d elicited.
“Oh, someone is very naughty.” Eloise bit her lip. “And you want me to get you off?”
I nodded, my pulse racing as she moved her hand down my shaft. She played with the head with her thumb. It felt amazing.
“Hmm… should I?”
“Yes, please.”
“Please what?”
Oh, she really wanted me to beg.
“Yes, Mistress Mills. Please, can I cum?”
She shrugged, picking up the pace. I wanted to impress her with how long I would last, but after whatever that was, I wasn’t going to.
