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He drew in a sharp breath, which he expelled slowly, along with the unacceptable daydream. Gently, he placed his hand once more on the back of Jess’s head. “Let’s try again.”
He exerted a gentle but steady pressure as she lowered the warm, wet O of her lips over his shaft. As she took it in, deeper this time, she gagged again, her eyes watering as she struggled to regain control.
Cameron gently wiped away the single tear that had trickled down one soft cheek. “You’re doing well, Jess. It’s all about surrender. Give yourself fully to the process.”
To me, he’d almost said, fortunately catching himself in time
With a small nod of determination, she tried again. Her throat muscles were more relaxed this time as the crown of his shaft moved past her soft palate. “That’s it,” he coaxed, urging her on with a gentle but steady pressure on the back of her head until her nose was touching his pubic bone.
When he let her go, she pulled back, her tongue tickling along his cock as she bobbed over him. He didn’t stop her, as she was doing something amazing with her lips and just a hint of teeth. It felt so fucking incredible that he had no idea how he was going to hang on much longer.
He glanced at his watch. He still had six minutes to go.
Forcing himself back under control, he returned the focus to her deep throat technique. While he worked with her, he kept up a steady babble of instruction to distract himself from the exquisite pleasure of her actions.
She was doing much better, allowing him to hold her in place for thirty seconds without gagging or pulling back. Finally, with only two minutes to hang on, Cameron gave in to his rising lust.
“Use your hands,” he said hoarsely. “Make me come, and be sure to swallow every drop.”
Jess brought her hands from behind her back. Cameron groaned as cool fingers gently cupped his balls while she gripped the base of his shaft with the other hand. His cock was shiny wet from her kisses, a vein pulsing along its length. She ran her hand upward, catching the super-sensitive spot just behind the base of his penis head in her grip.
In spite of himself, Cameron groaned again, dark pleasure seeping over and through him as she stroked, suckled and licked him to a rapidly approaching climax. He stared down at the lovely young woman, her shiny red lips gliding up and down his shaft. His legs began to tremble, his heart racing.
She chose that precise moment to stare up at him with those big green eyes, her full, pouty lips moving up and down his shaft all the while. That visually intoxicating image of pure submission, combined with the raw, intense pleasure of her skilled ministrations, was the push he needed.
Cameron gave a small cry, coming in a series of intensely powerful spurts, his tightening balls still cradled in her hand. Jess started to pull away, sputtering as his jism slid down her throat. He held her in place, forcing her to swallow while his shaft was still in her mouth.
When he finally let her go, she fell back against her haunches, breathing hard. Her hair had come partially loose, long tendrils of shiny, coppery-red hair framing her face and trailing along her slender neck. Her cheeks and throat were flushed, as if she’d been the one to orgasm, and her chest rose and fell as she struggled to catch her breath. If he reached down to test, would he find her wet? He suspected that he would, and the thought nearly made him moan aloud.
Despite the orgasm, Cameron’s cock remained hard, his balls aching. His arms twitched with the desire to pull her up and into his arms. His lips tingled with the need to kiss hers. He ached to explore her mouth with his tongue as he held her close. He longed to plunge his cock into her tight, wet heat and claim her for his own…
All at once, as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over his head, he took an abrupt step back, his heart pounding in the way it does when you’ve just narrowly avoided being run over by a bus.
What the hell was he doing?
What the fuck was he thinking?
What had happened to his usually impenetrable boundaries between worlds? Why had he thought he could handle this? Why had he allowed Dominique to badger him into mentoring this particular girl?
She was looking up at him, the smudged, satisfied look now replaced with confusion and concern. “Is…is everything okay, Sir?”
Cameron hitched up his pants and underwear and tucked his now wilting shaft away. He cleared his throat as he rezipped his fly.
“Everything’s fine,” he said brusquely. “You need to work on relaxing your throat muscles. Other than that, your skills are, uh, adequate. Very good, actually,” he amended. It wasn’t fair to penalize her because he was feeling like a foolish, teenaged dickhead.
