Page 57 of Theirs to Treasure

“Tell me the truth, Zee. Have you ever enjoyed performing oral sex?” Her silence was answer enough. “Why don’t we work our way up to this, huh?” He dropped a languid kiss on her lips, and then slid over to bite her earlobe, and she arched up into the caress.

“Stop!” He released her ear at her command. “Don’t you dare distract me! I might not have enjoyed what I have done in the past, but so far everything I’ve done with you and Sam has been wonderful. Chance, I’ve been thinking about doing this all day. Every single time you’ve mentioned the word dessert, my mouth has watered, and it has been at the idea of having your cock in my mouth. Now drop your damn pants, mister.” Once again Josie found herself giggling as Chance got naked in seconds flat.

“How do you want me, Josie? Sitting? Standing? Laying down? Standing on my head?” Josie was still on her knees as a very naked Chance stood in front of her, his cock level with her mouth. Seeing it this close, she was amazed it had ever fit inside of her. He was huge. Beautiful. She loved seeing the flushed head almost pulsing in excitement. Josie reached out, enjoying how velvety soft he felt. She stroked down and found her fingers couldn’t circle around the base of him. She opened her mouth and licked up the bead of fluid that leaked out the slit, humming in pleasure at the taste. So, this is how Chance tastes, she thought. Salty, sweet, and intoxicating. Of course he’d go to her head like tequila.

“Josie, I’m going to die a happy man.” She saw his wide grin, and she mirrored his for just a second before she enveloped the head of his penis into the warmth of her mouth. His grin changed to a grimace, and then she stopped looking because she couldn’t focus on his face when she was experiencing the wonders of this new sensation. Josie closed her eyes, wanting to savor every instant, every moment. Chance’s fingers tangled in her curls, and then when she brushed her tongue under the head of his cock, he hissed and his hand fisted in her hair. She loved his reaction, so she laved that spot again and again with her tongue, relishing his response.

After her trepidation had calmed down a bit, she pushed forward, bringing more of Chance into the comfort of her mouth, cherishing him. It felt so good to express her love in a new way. As soon as she realized that, she relaxed even more and brought more of him inside of her, until she felt the broad head of his cock hit the back of her throat. She slowly slid him in and out of the cavern of her mouth, lost in the sensation of having him so close, lost in the sounds of pleasure he made, lost in the musky scent immersing her, lost in the way his fingers clenched her hair.

“Josie! Stop—” Chance gripped her hair tightly and he tried to pull back her head. She wrapped her arm around his thighs, holding him tight, keeping her mouth on her precious treat.

“Honey, I’m going to come. You’ve got to stop.” There was a bite of pain in her scalp as he pulled harder. Josie sucked harder and was rewarded with an explosion of salty fluid that pulsed down her throat, filling her up with the essence of Chance. She swallowed, moaning in satisfaction, pressing her nose into the warmth of his groin, wanting to get as close to this man as possible, glorying in the opportunity to drink in every part of him. She was right. He intoxicated her.

Once again, Josie found herself being roused out of a stupor. She lay on her stomach on the bed, as Chance eased the laces of her corset.

“Are you back with me, Zee?” She heard both the laughter and concern in his voice.

“Chance, what the hell?” she asked petulantly. He rolled her over, helped her into a sitting position, and brought a glass to her lips. She took a sip, and then grabbed the frosty drink from him and eagerly drank it down.

“There you go. I figured any woman who swallows deserves a sweet juice chaser.”

Josie’s eyes got wide, and she shook her head. “Look, smart-ass, would you mind explaining to me why in the hell it seems like I’m always zoning out after bedroom activities?” Josie watched him open his mouth, and she slapped her hand over his lips. “I’m serious. I wasn’t looking for another smartass comment.”

Chance took the glass from her and put it on the nightstand.

“Two things. One, I think sometimes the corsets and your brace are constricting your breathing so when we do strenuous activities, you become pretty lightheaded.”

Josie nodded. It made some sense. “But why doesn’t that happen when I’m working in the bakery?”

“That brings us to the second thing. I think you go into sub-space.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s the head-space that a submissive gets into when they are in a sexually charged situation. You don’t have to orgasm, you just have to be really aroused, and then you get so into that head-space it takes you a bit to come back to reality.”

“That’s it!” Josie immediately agreed, glad to hear it wasn’t the constriction. “Hey, wait a minute, I’m not submissive,” she argued.

“You are, too,” Chance countered and reached around her to finish unlacing her. She waved his hands away.

“No way am I submissive. Fine, I like it when y’all take charge, I’ll admit that. But, how do you think I managed to raise two girls by myself, move across the country, and start my own business, if I was some kind of weakling?” she demanded.

Chance finished with the last lace and pulled the corset off her, leaving her completely naked. “Josie, you are ten times stronger than I am, but you’re still sexually submissive. You love being told what to do in the bedroom. Oh, you like what we do in the bedroom, and I make you come like crazy, but Sam can make your panties wet just by lowering his voice.”

She gave him the side-eye. “So, is this good or bad? For real, Reynolds. No bullshit.”

Chance took handfuls of her black curls and sifted through them, letting them settle around her like a silky cape. “Honey, I’ve had my share of women.” Josie frowned, not really happy to hear about his sexual exploits. “But there has never been a woman who has fulfilled me as much sexually and emotionally as you have. You’re it for me.” Chance caressed one of her nipples peeking out from her blanket of hair.

“So, you like how I am in the bedroom?” Josie asked tentatively.

“You want to know if I like a woman who gives me the best blowjob of my life, and then is so aroused by doing so that she nearly passes out? Fuck yeah, I more than like! I love how you are in the bedroom.”

Josie’s smile spread across her face like a rainbow bursting through the clouds.

“However…”

She waited, and when he didn’t say anything, she prompted. “What?” she asked finally.

“I want more.” Chance smiled down at her.