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I think I’ve finally gotten through to him as I see his face go through a wide range of emotions. He looks away from me and then back at me. He nods once and then I hear the unmistakable sound of him unbuckling his pants and them hitting the floor. “Get on your knees, Charlotte.”
“Are you kidding me?” I ask him, as I try and move away from him. He puts an arm up effectively keeping me in place. He takes a step closer to me and he’s so close that our lips are almost touching but not quite.
“Anything I say is going to go in one ear and out the other. You let your ex-husband get in your head and make you question everything about the sexual woman that you are. Sure, I could tell you that no one has ever made me feel the way you do. No one has ever made me come like you do. No woman but you has ever done things to my asshole that would make most people blush. That until you, I was never one for going down on a woman, and now my mouth sets up shop between your legs at least four times a day. I could tell you that I love you, that I worship the ground you fucking walk on, and you’d still have that nagging thought in the back of your mind that you weren’t good enough, weren’t sexy enough. That you weren’t pleasing me. So, no, Charlotte I’m not going to tell you anything. And you are going to prove toyourselfthat you are the sexiest woman that walked this Earth and there isn’t a boring bone in your body. Because I already fucking know that. I’mmakingyou figure it out on your own because it’s the only way to get it through your head. So, get. the. fuck. on. your. knees. now.”
His words wash over me; I blink the tears out of my eyes and before I can think, I feel the hard ground beneath my knees. I reach for his briefs and slide them slowly down his legs. His erection juts out immediately, and my mouth waters in response to being within arm’s reach of one of my favorite parts of him. I feel his hands in my hair and then he pulls slightly, to get me to look up at him. “I love you,” he tells me simply.
I nod before looking back at the impressive appendage at my eye level.Well more like mouth level.I rest my hands on his thighs gently and it’s not lost on me that the minor touch makes him clench his fists which I know he does when he’s turned on. I grip his penis with one hand and run my tongue from root to tip. I hear his hum of approval. I use my other hand to run my fingers up his inner thigh before I make him separate his legs slightly so that I can cup his balls gently. I wrap my lips around the head of his penis, swirling my tongue around it, collecting the beads of pre-cum leaking out of him and letting them slide down my throat before I push myself further down his shaft, inch by delicious inch.
I drop my hand from fondling his balls and reach around with both hands and grip his ass tightly as I begin to fuck him with my mouth, the saliva forming around the corners of my mouth as I let him glide in and out forcefully. I push him to the back of my throat and tilt my head back so he can push himself in a little further when I hear him groan out my name.
“Fuck baby, only you know how to suck my cock.” His hand finds my hair and when he fists it hard I wince slightly, but it quickly turns to pleasure as I think about how quickly I can bring this man to his knees.
I am hot. I am sexy. I am a goddess. I am not boring.
I chance a glance at the man above me and a surge of pride moves through me as I see his head tilted back and his chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. That coupled with his hand still wound tightly in my hair only tells me one thing.
He’s going to come. Hard.
“Charley,” he groans as I feel his penis start to pulse, and he begins to thrust into my mouth as I slide up and back on him. My hand drops from his ass and rubs the spot between the bottom of his shaft and his balls and I hear a loud bang which I assume is his hand hitting the wall above him. “FUCK!” he roars as his breathing becomes more erratic and his thrusts into my mouth become more aggressive. “Right there, baby. I’m going to come. Look at me, Charley,” I look up at him and see him staring down at me, a mix of emotions all over his face.
Love. Lust. Adoration. Devotion.
Our eyes meet as he pushes one final time into my mouth, his seed spilling down my throat. I continue to suck as I swallow down every drop he has to offer. I continue to suck even after he’s finished coming, until he stops me, sliding my lips off of his cock. He lifts my chin and rubs his thumb over my bruised lips that are coated with my saliva and any leftover cum. He helps me to my feet and stares down at me for what feels like forever before I’m off my feet being carried through his townhouse.
We make it to his bedroom and I’m barely through the door before he has my shirt over my head. “You have fantastic breasts, Charlotte.” He unclasps my bra and lets it fall to the floor. I expect his mouth to find one of my nipples but I look up to see him staring at them hungrily. He pushes me onto the bed to lay on my back. “Your breasts are perfect.” His hands touch them and I immediately shiver when he makes contact. “They’re the perfect size and they’re perky and the right fit for my mouth. Your tits were made for my mouth,” he says as his lips enclose around one of my nipples. He sucks on one and then the other before turning me over so that I’m lying on my stomach.
“Haveyouseen your ass? It is undoubtedly the best thing that ever happened to a pair of jeans. He squeezes my ass, one cheek in each hand, and I feel his nails digging into my flesh. I whimper at the painful pleasure coursing through me. His hands leave my ass and I feel his teeth nibbling the sensitive skin. “Your ass is one of the wonders ofmyworld, Charlotte. I feel him spread me slightly and tug gently at the string between my crack. I clench in response causing him to chuckle. “I’m not going to fuck you there now. I need a lot of time with your pussy, first. Turn over.” I do as he says and I’m greeted with a dangerous look that leaves me short of breath. He slides my panties down my legs and drops to his knees in front of me. “And this,” he murmurs as he runs one finger through my folds that are soaking wet with my arousal. “This is everything.” He stares at me as if I’m the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen. “You have the prettiest pussy, Charlotte.” He opens me up gently with his fingers and I can feel my clit throb under his gaze. His tongue slides through my sex once and I shudder.
“Oh, fuck.”
He pulls back as one hand begins to work me over, and the other keeps me open for him. He rolls my clit between his thumb and index finger and pinches slightly. “You can’t really believe that I’d ever get bored with you,” he asks, looking up at me, my clit still between his fingers.
God, what kind of psychological foreplay is this? Where if I answer correctly I get the orgasm?
I yelp when I feel another pinch. “Answer me.”
“I… I don’t know.”
His hands leave my pussy and I get my answer. “Manipulative bastard,” I murmur.
“What was that?”
I sit up slightly, resting on my elbows. “You heard me. I know what you’re doing. I took Psychology in college.”
He chuckles and moves up my body to straddle my waist. “Is that so?”
“Yes,” I say as confident as I can in this vulnerable position.
“So, tell me, what am I doing”
“You want me to give you a specific answer. You want me to associate me thinking that I’m not good in bed with not coming. If I were to say that I didn’t believe it, I’d be having an orgasm right now.”
He gives me a wicked smirk. “And does your answer stand?”
“You can’t use your fancy doctor degree to fuck me, Montgomery”
“Who says?”
