Page 41 of Demanded Submission


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And it was very powerful, more so than any other act.

She relaxed even more, her breathing even. When I finally lifted her head, I could swear there were tears in her eyes.

“Suck me.” The deepness of my voice was surprising, not the need. I wanted her wet mouth wrapped around my shaft, deep throating her till my cum coated her throat.

Alexandra shifted, running her fingers along the insides of my legs. I kept a single finger under her chin, forcing her to keep her large eyes locked on mine. As she rolled her hands across my cock, a deep growl erupted from deep in my chest. If I wasn’t careful, I’d lose all control with her, fucking her like some crazed animal.

She slowly crawled her fingers to my belt, taking her time to unbuckle it. She was doing so on purpose, her way of attempting to maintain some control of her own. When she finally tugged the thick leather free, a part of me knew I’d use it on her, marking her bottom. It wouldn’t be entirely about punishment for mouthing off to customers, but also to mark her as mine. The thought was exhilarating.

As she slowly unzipped my trousers, she licked her lips in such a provocative way I was certain she’d been planning this. When she finally freed my cock, the air sending tickling sensations all the way to my balls, I fisted her hair at the scalp. She tugged the material past my hips, freeing my balls. She blew across my cockhead, the seductive action forcing another husky growl.

I could almost read her mind, the vixen inside of her coming into her own. I couldn’t take my eyes off the beauty, sucking in my breath as she darted the tip of her tongue across my sensitive slit. She slipped her hand under my balls, rolling them between her fingers as she wrapped the fingers of her other hand around the base of my cock. She was determined to continue teasing me, sliding just the tip of her tongue around my cockhead as she squeezed my testicles.

The combination of her heated breath and the hint of pressure on my balls forced me to jut my hips forward. Where the few submissives I’d enjoyed spending time with had performed the act as required, she was enjoying the moment, her wet tongue creating electric sensations.

My muscles were surprisingly tense, so much so my body was shaking. I allowed her to continue tormenting me, dragging her tongue down the underside of my cock several times. When she pulled the tip into her mouth, I threw my head back, gasping for air. Fuck. The woman’s mouth was so freaking hot my blood was on fire.

As she took another inch inside, I lowered my head. “Do you like having my cock in your mouth, baby girl? Do you like knowing that someone could be watching us?”

She murmured her reply, reveling over swirling her tongue back and forth across my shaft. This was something else I could do for hours, or at least I tried to convince myself even though I knew I was lying. She was far too tempting. The way her tongue caressed the ridge was far too enticing. When she started to pick up in speed, I pulled her head away.

“Slow down, baby girl. Take your time.” Christ, my heart was beating so rapidly I was out of breath.

Her eyelashes fluttered across her cheeks, and she opened her mouth wider, waiting as I pushed my shaft back inside. She shifted on her knees, using a combination of her tongue and jaw muscles, sucking with just the right amount of pressure. I was so into the moment that I was forced to grip the railing with one hand to keep my body from rocking.

She kept one hand wrapped around the base, pulling her head back until the tip popped from her mouth. There was a more devilish look in her eyes as she licked down the underside, taking a testicle into her mouth. The woman’s mouth was hot, the wetness and sounds as she sucked keeping me on edge. Even my legs were shaking.

“Jesus.”

The feel of her wet tongue stroking my aching cock was incredible, my thirst for her increasing. I had a feeling she sensed my increasing need, opening her mouth even wider.

“That’s it. Take all of me.” My eyesight had already become hazy, but as her head bobbed up and down, I concentrated on what she was doing. However, I wasn’t a patient man by any stretch of the word. After a few seconds, I took full control, thrusting the remaining few inches deep inside. When the tip hit the back of her throat, she gagged enough I backed off, but that wouldn’t last for long.

Moans slipped past her lips, the moon in a perfect position to allow me to see the glimmer of need in her eyes as well.

“Hands behind your back,” I instructed as I gripped her head with my other hand. Then I rolled onto the balls of my feet, pulling almost all the way out then driving into her again. Savage thoughts remained in the forefront of my mind as I fucked her pretty little mouth, images so brutal they surprised me. I developed a rhythm, sliding in and out, savoring every moment.

Every sound she made continued to fuel the fire, my cock swelling even more. I thrust with enough force her body rocked, my balls swelling to the point I could easily erupt deep inside.

Her entire face glowed in the moonlight, my animalistic actions unable to stop the excitement in her eyes. I pulled away, taking several deep breaths as I stroked her face, hungering to taste her swollen lips. After yanking my trousers into position, I bent over, sliding my arms under hers to pull her into a standing position.

“What now?” she asked, her voice breathless.

“Now, my beautiful submissive, we begin your training.”

CHAPTER12

Alexandra

Training.

The word had so many connotations to it that my mind was a flurry of thoughts.

My heart was also drumming an unknown beat but certainly faster than the music on his stereo. It had been so easy to submit to him that I remained in awe of his prowess and control. I’d felt so ridiculous before asking questions that a woman of my age should already know. In my defense, I’d never considered going to a kink club. Not once.

Sure, I’d seen a few kinky things in movies, includingFifty Shades, so I wasn’t a prude by any means, but dropping to my knees without hesitation in order to please him? That girl wasn’t me. She was some go-getter chick determined to shift completely out of her comfort zone.

No, it was an attempt to pretend my past didn’t exist. Maybe I was fooling myself but for the first time in as long as I could remember, I felt wanted. Jameson had been nurturing with his answers, allowing me to feel comfortable in asking another. And another.

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