Page 91 of Beguiled

“Perfect. You’ll soon learn to do everything I tell you.” I couldn’t allow the exquisite discovery in her apartment to fade from my mind. I stroked her hair, enjoying the way the long strands curled around my fingers. When she took me down another inch, I pushed even more, forcing her to take almost all of me.

Hearing her light gag was thrilling, watching the way her lips pursed creating even darker needs.

She continued to roll her hand around my shaft, the friction spinning my mind and boosting hunger to the point of losing control.

I could feel her determination, her own desire at the boiling point. Erupting into her throat would be so easy, and it wasextremely tempting. She moved up and down with precision, her tongue swirling back and forth. Within seconds, she had me worked into a frenzy.

But I longed for more. I needed to spear her sweet pussy, filling her with every inch. I craved fucking her tight ass, claiming her asshole and demanding that no man ever touch her again.

In allowing her to continue, I was slowly losing my mind.

Finally, I’d had enough. If I didn’t stop her now, I’d been unable to do so. Fucking her here was all I could think about.

I pushed her away, smiling from hearing her soft moans of displeasure.

“I need more,” she mewed.

“You will have it, but not yet. Touch yourself.”

Her sigh was heavy, my request not what she wanted, but she obeyed me, sliding her hand between her legs.

Seeing her with her fingers caressing her clit brought both joy as well as agony in waiting. “Pinch your nipple for me.”

The soft sigh continued as she moved her other hand to her breast, using a single finger and rolling it around in tight circles.

“Pinch your bud like a good girl. I want it to hurt.”

Every time she hesitated, I wanted to drag her across my lap. If for no other reason than to remind her that I was completely in control of her actions and her pleasure.

“What do you say when given a command?”

“Yes.”

“Try that again.”

Her face flushed, the color spectacular. “Yes, sir.”

“Much better.”

In the way she opened her eyes, there was no surprise but an eagerness to please me. While her hand continued to rub her clit, she twisted her nipple until her eyelashes skimmed across her cheeks from the wash of anguish.

God, I adored seeing her this way, willing to follow my commands.

“Such a good girl.”

There was nothing like watching her let go, the enticement enough I stroked my cock while watching the beautiful show. I could do this for hours except I was already in enough pain my control was slipping.

“Thrust your fingers into your sweet cunt.”

A slight giggle left her lips, which turned into a scattered moan as she obeyed, plunging three inside. Her scent was everywhere, lingering on my skin and in the air.

I watched her finger fucking herself, even moving her hand to her other breast and tormenting her nipple without being asked. It was mesmerizing to watch, every inch of her body glistening as she neared a climax.

“Don’t stop,” I told her after she sought affirmation, licking her lips in appreciation as soon as I uttered the two words.

They were huskier than normal as the wave of need continued pushing me into fulfilling every sinful desire. Her breathingbecame more erratic, her eyes slightly dilated. I could also simply bask in her beauty when drifting into sheer ecstasy.

“Please let me come,” she whispered. In trying to hold my gaze, I could tell she was also losing her control.