Tingles go up and down my spine.
“You’re going to destroy me, little bunny. Do you want me to come in your mouth? Give you the whole big load to taste? To swallow it all and fill your belly?”
Her response is to speed up and a groan tears from my chest.
My hips are lifting in time with her every movement now, fucking up into her mouth as I pull her head down. It’s too much for an innocent girl, but I can’t not. She unleashes something wild in me.
She shifts slightly, and I see her thighs press together.
“Do you like my dick in your mouth?” I ask, and she whines in response. “Is it making you wet?”
Another noise that I know means “yes”, and I shove her hand off my thigh. “Touch yourself,” I order abruptly. “Make yourself come.”
She hesitates.
“Now,” I snap. I can’t take this much longer, and I have to have her with me.
Her loss of focus and pace as she scrabbles to lift her dress is a good thing, because it gives me some respite. Something tothink about that isn’t how her hot, wet mouth is heaven like I’ve never experienced before. Then her fingers slip into her knickers and her gaze lifts to my face again, and I’m absolutely lost.
“Is your little pink cunt all wet for me?” I growl. “I bet your clit is swollen and needy.”
She whines in agreement and her hand on my cock slows as she loses concentration. That allows me to regather my thoughts, and really see her again. My pretty girl begins to shake as she rubs herself.
“I can’t wait to spread your legs and eat you like my personal feast and have you come all over my face. I’m going to savour everything I take from you.” My voice is husky with need, and I stare at her, enjoying this moment, even if I can’t see her pussy as I’d like. “You’ll beg for it. You’ll get on your knees, as you are now, and plead with me to do it all again, because you’ll be so addicted to the feel of my cock inside you.”
It’s her throat on my cock that first reveals that she’s coming. She stills, unable to do anything but ride her orgasm, and moan.
“Good girl,” I tell her, and it defies logic, but just knowing she’s found her pleasure pushes me over, despite the lack of stimulation. My balls pull up and seed jets into her mouth. It’s a full-body experience, and I tighten my grip on her hair as much to hold onto the spinning world as to keep her on me.
“It’s yours, little bunny.” I spurt more and more, filling her mouth. “Take it all.”
It’s white-hot sparks.
And it’s intense for her too. She’s shuddering and wrecked, her eyes closed, holding my cock like it’s her anchor in a storm. She pants and a bit of come drips from the corner of her lips.
“Swallow,” I growl.
Her throat bobs as she lifts her head and gazes into my eyes. The savage satisfaction that she’s drinking my come is a bolt through me as good as the pulses of the orgasm. Then she licksher lips, and I swear her smile could light the whole of London. She looks proud of herself, and she has every right to be.
“Good girl, good girl.” I grab her under the armpits and pull her up onto my lap.
And I nearly kiss her, ducking my head, then stopping at the last second.
I want to. I stare at her mouth for the space of two breaths before I press her to me instead, wrapping my arms around her.
She turns her head so our cheeks touch, hers so soft against mine.
“You did so well,” I whisper into her ear and stroke her hair. “You’re incredible. A perfect first time.”
I expect the praise to bring her closer, but at the word first—a reminder of our bargain—she breathes in as though bracing herself, and sits back. Then, avoiding looking into my face, she climbs off my lap.
“Steady,” I say as she wobbles and her mouth sets in a mulish line.
She shakes out the skirt of her long dress and regards me, from beneath her lashes like a wary forest creature reminded of its cage. “Will you release me once we have sex?”
No.
“You seem to be forgetting some firsts you’ve promised me,” I drawl. I’m going to be an uncompromising bastard about this, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s never leaving. “Have you screamed my name as I ate your pussy?”
