Page 195 of Plug and Drain

“Really not fair,” she grumbled.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms under and around her thighs, spreading her even wider with his shoulders as he inched closer.

Susie tugged his hair, the sparks of pain encouraging him forward. He thrust his tongue deeper, alternating licks with the deep strokes of his fingers—first two, then three.

He loved that she took three fingers, loved watching them disappear as he stretched her cunt. He wished he could put his cock inside her now. He wanted to watch the bulging head push through and disappear, to watch her folds stretch around his girth. He wanted to rock her back and forth and make her moan.

He was leaking. He could feel it through his trousers, could feel the dampness of his underwear as she grabbed him and squeezed him. Bless her—she was trying to stroke him at a steady rhythm, but she had difficulty reaching him, and she was too distracted by what he was doing to her.

He appreciated the effort, though. He would gladly let her stroke him all day long. But first, she would come for him.

Her cries grew louder, her panting rapid, and she was right on the verge when he drew his fingers away and proceeded to kiss the insides of her thighs instead.

Susie groaned, “Really, really not fair.”

“Again,” he said, and the build up to her climax began again. She tried to modulate the sounds she made, but he sensed her attempts to deceive him and always beat her to it.

It became faster and easier to bring her to the edge, and her cries grew increasingly frustrated each time he denied her.

“Arken, I swear, if you don’t let me come soon, I’m going to order you to.”

“Now you’re the one not playing fair,” he teased.

“Come on, I’m so close,” she pleaded, gripping his hair, his arms, his shoulders, the left side of his shirt that was still half on, urging him to help her finish.

“I know you are. But I have time.”

“Do you? Don’t you have somewhere to be? Classes to oversee? Duties to attend to?”

He fixed her with a serious look, giving her question his full consideration. “I do. As a matter of fact, I’m attending to one right now.”

She scoffed as she understood his meaning. “Oh? Well, you’re not very efficient.”

“If this is a performance review, I kindly request you reserve judgement for a minute longer.”

She raised her eyebrow. “One minute?”

“Less,” he promised.

She laughed in disbelief. “I’m not sure I want to get there anymore.”

“Oh, I’m afraid we’re beyond that, now.” He prowled forward, climbing on top oof her until he hovered above. Susie’s eyes widened as he reached into his trousers and pulled out his cock. It was engorged and aching in his hands, and he settled it at her entrance as lowered his weight onto her.

“I…I thought you weren’t going to have sex with me,” she whispered.

He smoothed her hair back. “I’ve changed my mind.”

“Aren’t you worried about injuring me?”

“Not particularly.”

“I…don’t understand.”

Arken kissed her neck. “I’m not going to fuck you, Susie.” He pressed down on her, the bulging head of his cock pushing through her entrance.

Bliss. Heavenly bliss awaited.

She was so wet. And so impossibly tight. He paused, letting her adjust to the feel of his bulging head spreading her folds. “I’m only going to penetrate you.” He held her face and stared into her confused eyes, his voice commanding. “You’re going to come on my cock the moment it’s fully inside you.”