“Good. You’re going to take that hard cock out and you’re going to suck it until I fill your pretty mouth with cum. And afterwards, if you’ve been a good girl, I’ll tongue-fuck that sweet pussy of yours until you come all over my face. If you want to stop at all, just say the word and we will, no matter the reason. Understand?”
Ollie sucks in a sharp breath and stares at me with surprise and naked lust. But there’s still a flicker of doubt on her face. “But you’re injuredand—”
My hand goes back over her mouth as I give her a hard look. “That was a yes or no question, princess.” I remove my hand, but I know she won’t let this go until I address my damn ribs. “Let me worry about my injuries while the only thing you need to think about is sucking cock. Now,do you understand?”
I can see the moment she gives up the fight and allows herself to sink completely into her desire. Her tongue flicks out to wet her lips as she squeezes my dick again.
“I understand.” She pauses, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. “Sir.”
You little—
I bite back a groan, torn between rewarding her or punishing her. Judging from the cheeky grin on her face, she knowsexactlywhat that word does to me. I wasn’t going to bring honorifics into our dynamic, at least not yet. But if she wants to play, then we’ll play.
I abruptly move away from her to swing my legs off the edge of the sofa, hiding a grimace at the jolt of pain from my ribs. “Off the sofa and get on your knees,” I bark, pointing between my legs. “Or I’m going to edge you until you’re a weeping mess and leave you like that.”
Ollie’s eyes widen a fraction before she scrambles to obey, practically throwing herself onto the floor in her eagerness. I undo my trousers and free my achingly hard cock with a small sigh of relief. Ollie’s eyes zero in hungrily on my length as I wrap my hand around myself and stroke from tip to base. She licks her lips.
I can’t help but smirk.Not such a brat now, huh?
My cock throbs at the thought of her lips wrapping around me and a bead of pre-cum drips from the head. But safety first… “If your mouth is full and you can’t talk, but you need to stop, I want you to tap my leg three times. Understand?”
She nods, her eyes still focused on my cock.
I swallow a chuckle. “Princess, what do you do if you want to stop?” I demand, needing her to understand this before we start. While there are many things I want to do to her, scaring her is not one of them.
Her eyes finally flick up to my face. “I say stop or I tap your leg three times if I can’t talk.”
“Good girl. Open that mouth.”
Like the eager submissive she is, she does as she’s told, parting those luscious lips wide enough for me to slide the head of my cock between them. My eyes close as I groan. Her mouth is fuckingheaven; hot, silky and wet.
I reach out and thread my fingers through her thick hair at the base of her skull. She moans as I give her a gentle tug, the sound vibrating deliciously against my sensitive cock.
So fucking good. I need to be careful, otherwise I’m not going to last long.
“That’s it,” I growl, tugging her hair again, harder this time. “You’re doing so well. Let’s see if you can take more of me.”
Using the hold I have on her head, I pull her further onto my length until I hit the back of her throat. She gags, her eyes flaring, and I immediately loosen my hold on her hair, allowing her to pull back. She does, gasping slightly with swollen, shiny lips and watering eyes.
It’s a beautiful sight.
“You good?” I ask her, even as my cock throbs angrily at the loss of her perfect mouth.
Instead of answering, she dives back onto my cock, swallowing it like a starved woman. I hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag again, but instead of pulling back like before, she relaxes and takes more of my length.
“Fuck. That’s it, princess. Take my cock like a good girl.” My hand tightens in her hair while the other grips the sofa cushion beneath me as my head drops back with a groan.
Her gaze flicks up, eyes sparkling with mirth and satisfaction before she takes another inch with a moan. Lightning streaks down my spine as my balls draw up tight and my breath stutters. My brain short-circuits at just how good and tight her throat feels around my cock.
If she keeps this up, I’ll be coming down her throat in no time.
I’m half-delirious with pleasure at this point, eyes half open and my hand clenched in her hair. And then I see her hand moving between her legs.
Guess she still is a brat.
My eyes narrow as I wrench her head off my cock, unable to stop myself from admiring her full, shiny lips and pink tongue.Focus, asshole. “What are you doing with your hand?”
Ollie’s cheeks flush as she snatches her hand back from where it’d disappeared in her leggings. “Nothing.” There’s a slight huff to her voice.
