“You’re beautiful,” he says quietly, and he’s looking at my face instead of the glistening center I’m offering him. After a long moment, with a minute shake of his head, he looks back down. “You’re beautiful, and you look delicious.”
One deep breath, and he’s looking at me again, like he wants to see into my soul and wouldn’t mind what he found.
“Please let me taste you? I promise, I’ll be good.”
Chapter 11
Fuck, pussy hasnever tasted so incredible.And I’ve tasted my fair share. I may be a notorious playboy, but I make it my point to give more than I ever take.
Mila directs me even though I think I could do well enough on my own. This is what she needs, plus every woman likes it differently. Even though I could rock her world with no guidance, knowing exactly what makes her shake will only help my cause going forward.
“Trace it with your tongue first.Yes,around the edges just like that. Circle my clit every third time, and every sixth pass, you can give it a long lick…yes, just like that.What a good listener you are.”
Her cooing praise threatens to undo me. I may be dense occasionally, but I’m perceptive. I pay attention to every word,every stutter, soaking her up so that each time I have the privilege to touch her, I can please her more.
Her grip in my hair tightens as I try my hardest to heed her instructions. Counting diligently at first, I’m soon so zoned in on her gorgeous noises that our rhythm becomes second nature.
“That’s it.Fuck,right there…Good fucking boy. Now add your fingers, slowly at first.”
Moving my hand from her thigh, I add one finger, exploring until I find her sweet spot. As her tight warmth welcomes me, I slip in another. I do what I was told slowly, working them in tandem with my tongue. I want to pick up the pace so badly, but I don’t. Instead, I delight in the fact that I even have the opportunity to touch her while I wait for her next command.
“Yes, just like that. That’s exactly right, solnyshko.Keep going…faster now. That’s exactly how I like it. Now prove you can work me up to my release.”
My cock twitches at her praise, and for once, I don’t care. The only thing I’m concerned about is getting this woman off. Whatever spell she’s cast on me has me euphoric at the thought of being the reason she comes. If I can bring her to orgasm, I’ll be happy for the rest of my life, even if I never get to touch her again.
Luckily for both of us, I know exactly how to seal the deal. It can be tempting to just go hard from the beginning, but a woman’s body is delicate. Even Mila’s. Now that I know what she prefers, she’s mine.
She’s telling me everything I need to know about when to pick up my pace, and I give her exactly what she silently asks for, paying attention to how her legs shake and her pussy tightens around my fingers. Her nails dig into my back with one hand as she pulls my hair. She’s so close, but she never truly loses her control.
There’s an urgency in her voice as she continues her praise, but she doesn’t lose herself like all the other women I know as they reach their climax.
Finally, she explodes as she finds her release, and I make sure to lick up every last drop. I know immediately, intrinsically that I’ll never get enough of her taste. I’ll never get enough of thiswoman.
“That’s enough, solnyshko. Sit back on your knees and look at me.”
I’m robotic in my obedience, doing exactly as I’m told without a second thought. I’m floating in the clouds, and the moment I lay eyes on her, I know I must be in heaven. She may act devilish, but I’ve never seen anyone so angelic. She’s radiant, glowing as the sheen of sweat from her orgasm sparkles under the light. And her eyes…her bright-blue eyes are crystal clear, as if inviting me into her soul.
“You did very well. Your talent is remarkable, but you also followed my directions like such a good boy. I’d like to reward you, would you enjoy that?”
When I don’t respond, she takes my chin in her hand and smiles down at me. “You really are averygood boy. When I ask you a direct question, you may respond with ‘yes, Ma’am’ or ‘no, Ma’am.’ Now let’s try that again. Would you like a reward?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good boy,” she purrs, running her fingers through her hair as she stands. “I’m going to let you come now, but it will be by your own hand, and you will follow my instructions. Can you do that? Can you stroke yourself for me?”
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good boy.” Mila tightens her bathrobe and lies back on her bed. “Now, stand up, take everything off, and come closer. I want to see the blood pumping through the veins in your cock.”
Step by step, I close the gap between us, until she motions for me to stop.
She smirks as I wait silently for her next command. “Your body is a masterpiece. Every chiseled inch of you is mouthwatering, but that cock is really something else. Long and thick, curved just the way I prefer.”
She chuckles as my cock twitches. “Do you like it when I talk to you like this? I can see the precum beading up from here. Would you like to touch yourself?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
