Page 27 of The Best Bad Decision

How did he know?

No.

If I had his cock in my mouth I couldn’t ask and wouldn’t have to answer, so I focused on all the little licks and nibbles I knew he loved. I pushed away every thought but making him come and showing him I’d earned my own orgasm.

It let the fog wrap completely around us and it even hid the spinning until we were both nearly floating. Casimir kept me anchored to reality, though.

His hands.

His cock.

His moans.

His orgasm.

When the pleasure finally hit him, his erection throbbed and he tightened around me again. “Fuck. You can…you can pull off if…”

I knew what he was offering but I wrapped my mouth around as much as I could as his hips jerked and his cum filled my mouth. Casimir cried out and I could feel how much he wanted to fuck my throat, but he held himself back and mumbled about punishing me for being such a good cocksucker.

Reality felt far away as he finally eased me off his cock and laid my head down on his thigh, and I couldn’t resist nuzzling his softness as I closed my eyes. Instead of it helping the fog stay thick and comforting, it somehow started letting reality in.

Fuck.

I tried to stay relaxed because I didn’t want to make things weird, but somehow I was making things weird. The only thing I knew I should do was apologize, but as I opened my eyes and sat up, he leaned down and glared at me. “One word about being sorry and you won’t come for a month.”

Huh?

My brain stopped mid-thought and all I could do was swallow.

“Quiet is much better because it shows you’re not panicking and you realize how good you made me feel.” His almost angry tone had me struggling to remember what I’d been going to say, but the way he softly cupped my cheek was even more confusing.

“You’re going to feel proud of yourself for submitting perfectly and even finding subspace on your first try.” That had a spark firing in the back of my head because he was right. I’d done it correctly. “You’re going to focus on how much you enjoyed playing with my cock and getting your reward for answering my questions.”

I’d done it right the first time.

That was what mattered.

Licking my lips, I tried to ignore the way I could still taste him in my mouth, but he read my mind again. Tracing his thumb over my lips, he let out a pleased sigh and smiled, somewhere between wicked and tender. “That’s so sexy, baby. Let me taste.”

What?

Oh.

Casimir leaned closer and took my mouth in a heated kiss, fucking me with his tongue to taste himself on me.

He even moaned.

“I taste even better on you.”

What?

My brain stalled like a computer getting ready to crash but it made Casimir smile. “I lasted long enough I’m not going to punish you, but it was a close call, baby.”

A close call?

I.

He.