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She makes a humming noise deep in her throat when I don't move--a cross between a moan and a purr--causing my cock to jump. Her eyes widen when she realizes the sound escaped her. Fuck, if that isn't the hottest thing I've ever heard. I watch, waiting for her to make the next move even though everything inside me is screaming to grab her head and shove my length so deep she gags. She won't get a moment like this again, so I should let her enjoy a taste of control and use this time to shake myself of these foreign feelings.
Nothing is timid about the way she takes hold of me when she finally moves. One hand curls around the middle of my shaft as the other presses against my thigh, moving up my leg at the same time as her head moves forward. Her warm breath teases my sensitive flesh then she closes her lips around my cock. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive tip, tugging at the ring piercing it and zapping a shock of pleasure through my whole body. The hand on my thigh moves up even more to cup my balls, and the other wrapped tightly around my cock starts to stroke in tune with her head's descent.
The knot she had her hair bunched into when I arrived is now more loose than it is bound, causing more hair to fall free with each frantic bob of her head. I reach down to brush a fallen piece of hair away, ignoring the slight tremor in my hand as I clear her face. I lock my knees the second I feel her relax her throat, and it was just in time because when she pulls me deeper, I feel like my head is spinning.
"Goddamn," I hiss through my teeth. My hand freezes in the air as keeping her hair free from her face becomes a mission long forgotten.
Nikki makes that humming sound again; only this time, it's with my cock deep in her throat, and I swear to fucking Christ, I see stars. I can't even remember the last time I fucked someone I didn't demand silence from, but with her, I hope to Christ I hear more of those sweet-as-fuck sounds coming from her.
She continues to suck my cock like a pro as I fight to hold back the beast inside me. For the first time ever, I don't even give a shit about control. My need for it is nowhere to be found.
With just her hands and mouth, she fucking owns me.
And I'll gladly let her.
When was the last time I gave up enough of my control to allow a woman to take this much from me?
Never.
The answer is immediate and shocking. What is it about Nicole Clark?
Hell, I've never wanted to give a woman this power, but this one has me running in circles, and I haven't even fucked her yet.
And then? After you've had her? If you are both this combustible now, there's no way it won't explode in your face. Are you still willing to give her control when that blast goes off and complicates things?
Fuck. Needing to get a little of that dominance back, I grab her hair with both hands, the rubber band flying free as I fist her thick locks. Her eyes shoot up to look at me, her eyes a dark blue shining with the same drunk lust that I feel. Then she uncurls her lip from her teeth and gives me a soft but very noticeable and intentional bite, hitting me right at the sensitive base of my tip.
"Motherfuck!" I bellow, that tiny bite of pain almost making my come shoot down her throat and flood her mouth. She looks positively giddy at my reaction, and I mentally promise her a punishment for teasing me--one that I had only been halfway joking about earlier just to see her reaction. No doubt about it now, her ass will be so tender she won't be able to sit for a month without remembering just who is in charge.
"Keep my cock in your mouth but remove your hands. Now. Place your palms against my thighs, Nicole, and don't fucking move them."
She instantly complies, her eyes never leaving mine. Her chest heaves and the color pink is high on her cheeks as she waits for me to continue, squirming her hips.
"If you get to where you have had enough at any point, you tap my legs twice, and I'll stop immediately. Right here, Nikki." I pat her fingers with mine, showing her how to notify me. "You have my word on that. You won't be able to use words if you get overwhelmed, so you tap me, and we stop immediately. If I'm too rough or you can't take the way I give you my cock, you tap me, do you understand?"
She nods but sucks against my cock to keep it from slipping free of her mouth. I feel her try to swallow, but the thick head between her lips makes it impossible, and she ends up drooling a little out of the corners of her mouth. The whole time, her eyes growing heavier with arousal and intoxicated by need.
"Do not let me lose your eyes. I want to see what having a mouth full of my cock does to you. How you feel as I stretch your throat. Begging me with those beautiful eyes to give you what you're thirsty for."
She blinks rapidly but, again, nods. With her willing submission to me, I pull her head forward and flex my ass in order to push my cock in deep. She gags the second my piercing touches the back of her throat, her eyes watering, but she doesn't tap. My hips move rapidly, and each time I pull her head down on my cock, she gags when they flex. The wet sounds of her mouth being fucked by my cock act as a soundtrack to my senses. I could keep this up for hours without coming, just using her for my pleasure, but I don't want her first taste of me to leave her with a sore jaw--especially since I plan to have her do this again after I've fucked her cunt.
"You want my come?" I hiss, feeling my orgasm start to coil around my spine--tightly and swiftly.
Her chest heaves, and I feel her through my hold of her hair and cock in her mouth as she tries to nod.
"Don't you dare lose a drop of me. Relax your throat, suck me deep, cherie, and take everything I let you have. Every last fucking drop."
She hums again, and that's all it takes for me to lose my last shred of control. I yank her down and lock my legs while my balls pull tight. She gags for a second, her fingernails digging into the skin on my thighs, but then she remembers my words and relaxes her throat. Letting me slide just a little further down until the tip of my cock is resting as close as my piercing will allow to the back of her throat, she never looks away from me the whole time. When the first jet of my come shoots against her throat, her eyes flash with pleasure and she hums again, but she still never looks away, and that almost rocks me harder than my orgasm. The muscles in my body tense, riding out one hell of a release while I bark out a sound of completion and empty myself down her throat.
I release her hair, and she drags her lips down my shaft, kissing the tip before sitting back on her heels and resting her hands against her thighs. She continues to hold my eyes, licking her swollen lips, and breathing deeply. If I didn't know better, I would think she's already been with a man like me. And that move right there proves what I already knew--Nikki's a natural submissive, and the pleasure I get knowing I'll be the first man to show her how mind-blowing sex can be when she surrenders all control is one hell of a power trip.
"Good girl, Nikki," I praise, bending and catchin
g the drop of my come on her chin that had been left behind as my cock fell from her mouth. "Every drop," I remind her, sticking my thumb in her mouth and pressing the pad of it against her tongue. She closes her lips before I can get free and sucks her cheeks in, sucking my thumb while licking it clean with her tongue.
"You keep that up, and I'll be fucking you before we finish talking."
She releases my thumb and gasps. "Please. Please, Shane. I need ..." She shifts her body, and I realize exactly what she's trying to do when I see her knees press tightly against each other.
"Don't you dare make yourself fucking come," I tell her firmly, bending to grab my jeans and pull them back up, not bothering to button them after awkwardly stuffing my already hard again cock inside.
"I need ... please," she continues, whining her broken plea.
"I know what you need, but you won't get it until I'm ready for you to have it."
She whimpers.
"Nicole, I can't fuck you until you understand what you're getting into."
"Will you beat me like Christian?"
My head jerks back. What the fuck?
"Who the fuck is Christian?"
Her cheeks flush. "From the book ... well, you probably would know the movie over the book because you don't strike me as a romance novel reader. Fifty Shades of Grey. Christian is from that series. He ... uh, well ... I think so at least, is like you."
"I don't get the reference, but no, I won't beat you."
She almost looks ... disappointed, and I swear to Christ, if I knew what I had done in life to get the perfect woman at my feet--literally--I would make sure I did it again and again to keep her here.
Keep her? What the fuck is that shit?
"But you said you would make it hurt to sit," she continues, still whining, and I'm not sure she understands how that conveys to me just how much she wants this.
"I'm not a sadist, Nicole. I don't get off on hurting women. I get off on controlling them. Not sure what your friend Christian was into, but I won't be beating you. While I might not get off on hurting you, certain aspects of my sexual preferences will be used to heighten your pleasure. I'll drive your body to places you've never even dreamed of, but I'll do that because I'm the one in charge. Will that cause your body some pain in the process? Without a doubt, but it will be controlled pain, and I will never harm you or give you more than you can handle. It's the only way I'm capable of being, and if you can't be the obedient partner I just witnessed you being at all times when I'm leading, then this ends now."
