Page 19 of Disciplined


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Still, he enjoyed unwrapping his present, unzipping her elegant gown, pulling it off her shoulders, and sliding it down and off her body.

He divested her of her bra next, taking a few moments to enjoy the view of her perfect body—curvy in all the right spots.

It was when he was pulling her panties down her legs that she stirred awake, purring with pleasure when she stretched, realizing she was in his bed.

Despite her fatigue after the long day, Presley let her legs fall open, giving him a better view of her bald mound. Caleb accepted her invitation with enthusiasm, diving forward to lick her wet and warm folds from the bottom to the waiting clit.

Just as he sucked her swollen nub into his mouth she bucked her hips off the bed, chasing her pleasure. Caleb made sure to bring her to the brink several times, careful to stop sucking before she orgasmed. He was selfish and wanted to be buried inside of her when that happened.

Growing impatient after over two weeks apart, it was his turn to take off his clothes, one item at a time. Presley watched him from her prone position, her eyes glazing over with a sexy combination of desire and submission. When his semi-hard erection sprang free from his pants, her pink tongue sprung out to wet her lips.

After their long day, he’d planned to just make love to her before nodding off to sleep, but his Dom persona flared at the sight of her, demanding attention.

“Up on your hands and knees, baby. Crawl over to me and open that pretty mouth of yours. You need to suck me nice and hard so I can fill that pussy of yours.”

He didn’t need to tell her twice. She rolled to her hands and knees, seductively crawling toward him at the end of the bed. When she reached out to touch his cock, he barked his order.

“Only your mouth. Keep your hands on the bed and open wide.”

She painted a gorgeous picture of submission—naked, on her hands and knees with her lips open in an ‘O’ waiting to be used for his pleasure.

She didn’t have to wait long.

With one long stride he closed the distance between them. His cock brushed against her cheek as he thrust both of his hands through her already mussed hair, gripping her thick locks and using it as a handle to maneuver her head.

The feel of her warm mouth sucking the tip of his erection made him harder. The erotic sounds of her gagging when he thrust to the back of her throat turned him to iron. He set a fast pace, using her mouth to chase his own pleasure, only allowing her sips of air.

“Eyes,” he barked, looking down, craving the proof of her submission in her blue orbs.

Presley struggled to comply. Wet tears from her exertion had smeared her mascara and she’d lost one of her false eye lashes along the way. A blob of spittle escaped from her well-fucked mouth and dripped to his comforter.

She’d never looked more beautiful to him.

He was close to coming but didn’t want to make his deposit in her mouth. Not tonight. He’d rather fill her pussy, primally marking her as his own.

His baby girl gasped for breath when he pulled himself from her mouth with a pop, but she was a good girl, maintaining her position on her hands and knees at the end of the bed.

The master bedroom was intentionally lined with several full-length mirrors placed in strategic locations and he planned on putting them to good use tonight.

Stepping aside, he ordered, “Stay on our hands and knees right there and look across the room and tell me what you see.”

He loved to play this game with his sub. She embarrassed easily and no matter how many dirty and dominant things he did to her body, she still retained a naive innocence he craved.

Her full-body blush didn’t disappoint him. She may be watching the mirror, but he was watching her, enjoying how her nipples pebbled to hard nubs. He couldn’t resist reaching out and pinching each of them and was rewarded with a guttural groan.

“Tell me, Presley. What do you see?”

Still, she hesitated… finally whimpering as she said, “Me… ready…”

“Ready for what?”

Their eyes met in the mirror as she finally admitted. “Ready for you to fuck me.”

“Good girl.”

They’d been apart for over two weeks. They’d waited long enough. He needed to be inside her.

Crawling up behind her on the bed, he took a few minutes to enjoy her curvy ass, giving it a few playful swats—very unlike the warm-up spanking the night before. With each swat, her milky-white bottom turned a rosy pink.

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