Page 45 of Serpent & Saviors

My name left his lips in a beautiful moan as I swirled my tongue across the surface of his cock. Tiny slivers of sensation rippled through me. His hips thrust forward involuntarily, and more of his cock pushed deeper into my mouth. Finally. His breath quickened, and he moved his hands to grasp my hair.

I bobbed faster and harder, taking more of him until I couldn’t breathe. Inch by inch, I worked Andrew’s cock with both my hand and mouth. I pulled back and flicked my eyes up to meet his.

The look of pure satisfaction on his face had my heart soaring. My hands moved to the sides of his jeans, and I pulled. Once he was repositioned, I slipped my fingers down and grasped his balls, massaging them rhythmically with my left hand. Using my right hand, I stroked downward.

His eyes fluttered closed. “Fuck, it feels so good,” he groaned.

Using that as my cue, I lowered my face once more and sucked him greedily into my mouth. Slurping loudly, I swallowed on the next deep thrust, and my gag reflex kicked in.

A loud moan rumbled from him, and my hands moved in tandem with my mouth. I continued to play with his balls and increased my grip at the base of his cock. His hips bucked hard, and he panted.

He slowed my pace, sinking deep into my throat, and held me in place. “It feels so fucking good when you shudder and gag on my cock. Such a pretty girl,” he murmured as he stroked my face lovingly. “Angel, you should stop. You’ve got me ready to come.”

With a pop, he pulled me off his cock. It throbbed before my eyes, tempting me in the wickedest way. Snaking my tongue out, I licked the small amount of his essence that leaked from the tip.

“Nothing would please me more than to swallow. I meant what I said. I want every drop of you to run down my throat,” I purred seductively against his cock as I kissed it. “I want you to use me, Sir. It would bring me great pleasure, please.”

The muscles in his jaw worked as he let the words sit between us. Call me crazy, but I meant every word. Pleasing him, learning what he liked consumed me. Every nerve in my body tingled.

This was true surrender.

There wasn’t an ounce of fear or shame, for that matter. There was only the raw, unrelenting desire to see him come undone at my hands. I didn’t even wait for him to speak. Boldness shot through me as I sucked him back, giving in to the shape and taste of him.

What would it be like to be on my knees for him daily like this? Would he let me? Would he like that?

A rush of arousal slicked between my thighs as I fantasized about waking him up every morning by sucking him off. I moaned around it, deepening the fantasy in my head, extending it to the evening where I would kneel at the foot of his bed so that the first thing he saw when he walked into his bedroom was me.

Ready to service him.

Doubling my efforts, a rush of goosebumps erupted across my arms. He grew harder, swelling—he was close. I couldn’t wait to taste him. He gasped, his chest rising and falling as he rushed toward his climax. I pulled back and concentrated on the head of his cock. With firm pressure, I enclosed my lips around it while using my tongue to lash around the sensitive tip.

“Damn, when you do that,” he hissed while caressing my cheek with his fingers. “It drives me insane. It’s fucking magical. Tease me, angel, just like that. Don’t fucking stop,” he barked.

I squeezed the base of his cock and held him in place so I could do exactly as he requested and tease him. Power, raw and unrefined, surged through me as my tongue rained down the pleasure he needed.

His entire body tensed, and his hips rose from the couch as he shoved my hands away and stood. Hissing, he then thrust back into my mouth. With a firm grip on my hair, he drew me down his length.

The sound of each breath I made through my nose was loud to my ears, but I kept working him. On the next draw down, he held me against his body.

“Eyes up here, angel,” he commanded.

Obediently, I lifted my gaze as I choked on his cock. “Do I have your permission…” he hissed as he pulled out, and my tongue danced along him. I hummed and nodded my answer before taking him back into my mouth.

“Good girl. Listen, tap my thigh twice if it’s too much because I’m going to go hard and fast, understand?”

I once more hummed. He pulled me off his cock.

“Let’s use words this time.”

Panting and delirious with lust, I whimpered, “Yes, Sir. Hard and fast. Tap twice to stop.”

Both hands slide into my hair, one after the other—fingers coiled at the nape of my neck like silk ropes tightening. Anticipation shivered up and down my spine. His palms cradled my head, steady and commanding. The weight of them grounding me.

A hush settled between us, thick and charged, and I held perfectly still, breath barely whispering from my lips. A storm was building right beneath my skin.

“Wrap your sexy lips around my cock, angel. Be my fucking good girl and show me how well you can take me.”

“Yes, Sir,” I breathed and did as he asked.