Page 85 of His Turn

Total. One hundred percent. Submission.

She gets past the button and drags the zipper down. And then her hand is pulling me out. Already pumping my hard shaft even though I never gave that order. If I hadn’t already pushed her past her limit, I might punish her for that. But she’s done. I’m happy with her performance, and now it’s time for her reward.

“Put me in your mouth, Nadia. And suck my cock until I come down your throat.”

I enjoy the anticipation as she licks her lips and lowers her head into my lap. I enjoy it so much I close my eyes and lower myself back onto the soft blankets on the bed. Then her hot breath is there, a flick of her tongue. I feel her rise up onto her knees to reach me, even feel her body trembling from the effort.

She covers me. Devours me. Licks and sucks me. Her hands pumping. I place my hands on her head again. Lightly. Gently. And encourage her.

It doesn’t take me long. Either she’s very good at this or I’m just ready as hell. But does it matter? Does it matter at all when everything is so perfect?

I come in her throat. She swallows me, her throat muscles contracting against the tip of my cock. And when I’m done, I push on her forehead to let her know it’s over.

I open my eyes just in time to see her wipe her mouth and sit back on her butt.

“It’s your turn, Nadia. You were perfect tonight. And I’m going to show you how much I appreciate that right now.”

“Thank you, Master,” she says through her frown.

Perfection.