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“I can’t do that,” I blushed. I closed my mouth quickly, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the way his fingertips glistened with my own arousal right in front of my face.
There was no denying that. This was real.
His other hand captured my left nipple, holding it just firmly enough to warn me. With a hard swallow, I opened my mouth. He pushed his slickened digits in between my lips, sliding them back and forth and using the surface of my tongue to wash them off far more thoroughly than I had expected.
The taste of my wetness was jarring. It was sweet, a bit tart and musky, reminding me of ripened cherries and vanilla. Shame whirled through me with wild abandon, but I knew that I was wetter than I was when he’d first touched me. When he finally pulled his fingers free from my mouth, I sighed in relief, but it was short lived.
He leaned down and kissed me, groaning as his tongue swirled in between my lips. Could he taste me too? Did he like that?
He drew backwards, trailing kisses across the side of my neck, between my breasts and down the expanse of my stomach until he reached my lower abdomen. I started, staring down as he looked back pointedly at me and then down at the cusp of my thighs.
“Wait,” I said nervously.
He shook his head and kissed directly on top of my pussy. My entire body jolted with desire, but it felt far too shameful. I tried to crawl backwards, but his forearms slid underneath my knees and yanked me back into place.
“I’m going to taste you now, little girl. If you’re very good, I might just let you come for me. If you aren’t, well, I’m just going to have to punish you.”
A soft cry fell from my lips.
“It’s too… You can’t,” I protested.
He used the flats of his fingers to slap my pussy hard enough to sting. Reflexively, my thighs pressed together, only to be stopped by the broad line of his shoulders in between them.
“I’m either going to kiss your pussy or I’m going to spank it bright red. Your choice, little girl,” he growled.
The sting from his palm was still swirling through me, making my entire pussy throb with a needy ache that I couldn’t ignore. On the one hand, his mouth between my legs seemed too shameful to imagine, but a real spanking on my pussy would be painful. I knew that just from the few stinging slaps he’d given me there already.
I made a choice.
“Please kiss me there, sir,” I whimpered.
“With pleasure,” he grinned. His eyes were dark as he lowered his head in between my legs. I closed my eyes, expecting it to be terrible and embarrassing and nothing like his fingers or mine, but when his mouth settled on top of my clit, I forgot about all of that.
His tongue slipped over my sensitive bundle of nerves and at once, a fierce frisson of desire hurtled through me. I was taken aback by just how impossibly good it felt. Then he flicked it, sliding the tip of his tongue around my clit.
My body practically shuddered. Without thinking, I reached down to grasp the back of his head and he growled. I cried out when the wet warmth of his mouth drew away.
“Your hands are to either stay above your head or behind your back or if you’d rather, you may tease those hard little nipples of yours instead,” he demanded.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, ashamed that my hips were already lifting and seeking out the return of his mouth.
His tongue laved over my clit. One of his arms slid over my hips, pinning me down and taking control of me completely. My own hands found their way up to my breasts, tentatively exploring what it felt like to touch myself like this while his mouth suckled my clit.
My thighs trembled as he increased the pressure, his tongue dancing over my clit more firmly with every passing moment. He’d positioned his body in such a way that I couldn’t close my legs or push him away, which meant that I had no choice but to give in.
My back arched as I tweaked my nipples. I could feel myself racing toward the edge of orgasm once more. I tried to fight it, tried to tell myself that this was far too shameful a way to come, but nothing worked.
I should have known it was useless to even try.
When his fingers fluttered around my entrance, I keened, immediately overwhelmed with desire. My cries increased in desperation, growing higher in pitch until I was on the very edge.
He forced two fingers inside of me and that was all I needed.
My orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. My entire body writhed beneath him as he suckled my clit firmly, dragging out my pleasure and making it reach new heights. I screamed his name. Without realizing what I was doing, my fingers closed down over my nipples, pinching them and causing tremors of delicious painful euphoria to race through me. That first orgasm drew on and on, but when it finally crested and began to fade into more gradual ache, he drew back.
“You will make yourself come on my tongue. One more time while you ride me. If you don’t come hard enough, I might just spank that pussy bright red after all,” he demanded cruelly.
Fuck. This man drove me wild.
