AllFreeNovel
Share Us
But no matter the reason, he wasn’t going to rush into this. And when they did have sex, unless all she wanted was to play in the club, it wouldn’t be when he was feeling rushed and worried someone might walk in on them. Although the latter did add to the erotic illicitness of the situation.
Adam had never played in Stronghold when it wasn’t open, although he’d been here during non-Club hours before.
“I’m going to indulge in a little fantasy of mine,” he said softly, undoing the front of his pants as he stepped up to her. Angel’s almond shaped eyes grew even bigger, flicking back and forth between his face and the bulge in the front of his pants. “One I’ve had since the night I first met you. Open up, sweetheart. And don’t stop playing with those pretty breasts.”
Obediently, Angel’s lips parted as he reached out and inserted one of his thumbs between them. Her tongue laved over the tip, her mouth closing around the digit eagerly. It did make getting his cock out of his pants slightly more difficult, but he wanted to give her a little time before he began, to make sure this was really what she wanted.
The little moan as her tongue swirled around his thumb said it was. She was eyeing his cock as he stroked it, her expression eager.
Deciding he’d waited long enough, Adam removed his thumb from between her lips and aimed his dick at her mouth. Angel leaned forward eagerly, her tongue snaking out to caress the tip. Catching her by her hair, Adam held her head at the perfect position for her to tongue him, not allowing her to take him in her mouth immediately.
It felt like heaven and hell all at once. He was teasing himself when he could already be enjoying her sweet mouth, but he liked the way she strained against his hand, trying to get to his cock. He liked seeing her tongue licking his cock and the way she kept looking up at him between her eyelashes, to see if she was pleasing him. No worries there.
“What’s your color, Angel?”
“Green, Sir.” She looked up at him. And impatient, her eyes seemed to say.
“Good girl.”
Watching his cock slide between those little bow-shaped lips was as satisfying and erotic as he’d fantasized about. Angel didn’t have a big mouth, but she stretched her jaw open to accommodate him eagerly. He felt the gentle scrape of her teeth along the underside of his cock, but he didn’t chide her for it. Adam happened to be one of those men who liked a bit of teeth when he was getting head. Teeth, tongue, and suction... the best parts about getting a blow job.
She leaned forward, her hands starting to move off of her breasts and towards him and Adam growled at her.
“Keep touching yourself.”
The little moaning whimper vibrated along his cock and his knees almost buckled.
“Pinch your nipples. Hard. And twist them,” he said hoarsely.
As she followed his instructions she kept up the little noises, causing tiny changes in the sensations running along the surface of his cock. Holding her head securely in place, he began to gently pump his hips back and forth, watching as the shiny length slipped easily between her lips. Tilting her head back slightly so he could see her eyes, the vision was everything he’d fantasized about... and it felt incredible.
Even though he was holding her in place, she was actively participating rather than just providing a place for him to thrust his dick. Her tongue explored the bottom of his cock and the suction of her mouth was never-ending. If she’d been allowed to put her hands on him he was sure he wouldn’t have lasted a minute—he’d told her to play with her breasts because he liked the visual, but it had turned out to be an inspired move.
Angel
This wasn’t giving a blowjob, this was having her mouth taken. It was hot as hell too. As much as Angel wanted to try and take control of what was happening, because in her head that was how giving head worked, she loved it every time Master Adam denied her control. She’d never let a man take over her mouth like this, but if she didn’t trust him after two scenes where she’d been tied up, how could she not trust him now?
There was something incredibly sexy about him having complete control, the way he was careful with how far into her mouth he thrust, the way he watched her to make sure she wasn’t gagging or choking. Any time she did start to gag, he would pull back and thrust shallowly a few times before going in deep again. Enough time to allow her to get her breathing and gag reflex back under control. It was that kind of consideration which made it so easy for her to submit to him and allow him to do with her want he wanted.
A shudder went through his body.
“I’m going to cum, Angel,” he rasped, and his hands loosened on her head. She realized he was giving her the opportunity to pull back in case she didn’t want him to cum in her mouth.
Normally she didn’t care one way or the other, but with him she found she really, really wanted to take this all the way through. She wanted to have him cum in her mouth and swallow him down. She leaned forward, sucking hard, and his fingers tightened in her hair as he groaned.
He pulsed between her lips, the head of his dick nestled against her throat so she couldn’t even taste him, all she could feel was the warm fluid spurting into her as she swallowed convulsively. Something which felt remarkably like triumph sparked in her belly and her pussy clenched. It was the only time she’d ever become even more aroused when a guy came in her mouth. Her jaw ached a bit, her knees were getting sore, and her nipples were throbbing from the abuse she’d put them through while Master Adam used her mouth. Like everything else she’d done at the club with him, it had been one of the most intense sexual experiences she’d ever had.
The almost awed look he gave her as he slipped his softening cock from her mouth made her feel like a sex goddess. A warm glow suffused her body even though she hadn’t come, because this time she’d given him pleasure instead of the other way around.
The salty, slightly sweet taste of him filled her mouth now, as he ran his thumb over her swollen lips. The expression on his face was almost tender, his touch gentle.
Noise outside of the room made them both look up and remember they were in the club, they weren’t alone and they were supposed to be helping. Adam immediately stuffed himself back into his pants as Angel grabbed her bra and shirt and pulled them back on.
A rueful smile crossed Adam’s face as he helped her back up to her feet. “That was wonderful, sweetheart.” Brushing the hair back from her face, he placed a small kiss on her mouth and she thrilled to the touch. “You’re going to be here tomorrow for the dance, right?”
“Of course,” she said, smiling up at him as he placed his hand in the small of her back and propelled her back towards the door. This could have so easily been just a scene, but it was a good sign he was asking about tomorrow, right? That meant maybe he wanted to see her again.
Even if all he wanted to do was scene with her at the club, it wasn’t like there were any other guys she was interested in at the moment. She could live with that until either he or she found someone else they were interested in.
