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“Is that what this is? I thought it was just a friendly arrangement.” I touch her arm, sliding my fingers down towards her hand, and I feel her shiver. Even that touch does something to her, and I have plans to touch her in so many more intimate ways.
But first, I have other things I want to do.
The moment we’re inside my penthouse, the door firmly closed behind us, I stride into the open living room and sink down onto one of the sofas. I lean back, legs spread, enjoying the look of confused uncertainty on Amalie’s face. “On your knees,” I tell her carelessly, gesturing to the space between my legs. “Show me just how grateful you are for how I saved you back at that restaurant.”
Her face flushes all over again, and I see an angry pinch between her eyes. I raise my eyebrows, gesturing again. “Don’t make me ask twice,bellisima. Or would you like to leave, and go tell your friends about your little situation?”
“You’re blackmailing me. Or is it extortion?” She narrows her eyes. “Whatisthe right term for this?”
“It’s neither,” I tell her simply. “It’s an offer. The rest of your vacation in luxury, without a care in the world, despite the little hitch in your plan that your mother caused this morning. And in exchange, I want you to get down on your knees and take care of my cock for me. I’m hard, and I want to come.”
“That’s not the only thing you want,” she whispers, and her gaze flicks to the ridge in my suit trousers where my cock is pressing against my fly. I was already aroused on the drive here, but this little conversation has gotten me achingly hard. Something about seeing her standing there, entirely at my mercy, makes me harder than I’ve been in years.
“No,” I admit. “But it’s a start. Now make up your mind,bellisima. On your knees, or leave.”
She glances towards the door, indecision still flickering on her face. And then she takes a step towards me, and another, until she sinks down onto her knees in between my legs, and reaches for my belt.
God, she’s fucking gorgeous.Her hair is braided back, but little pieces of it have fallen out, framing her beautiful face and full, plush lips as she leans forward to undo my belt. My cock jerks as her wrist brushes against it, her fingers drawing my zipper down, and I groan when she slips her fingers inside, freeing my cock as her hand wraps around the taut, aching shaft.
“You’re so big,” she whispers, and I laugh softly.
“Flattery will get you everywhere,” I promise her, reaching out to pluck a few of the pins from her hair. I start to lazily undo it as she runs her fingers along my shaft, teasing the length of it, almost as if she’s getting used to the feeling of having me in her hand.She really must not be all that experienced, I think, as she plays with me, but I’m not sure that I mind. There’s something about her exploration that I enjoy, which surprises me. Usually, I’d want a girl to get down to business faster.
That doesn’t mean I’m going to be patient forever. “I put you on your knees because I want your mouth,” I tell her sternly, as I slide my fingers through her loosening braids to send her hair tumbling over her shoulders. It’s thick and wavy from the braids, and I wrap my hand in it, tugging her mouth towards my straining cock. “Suck my cock,bellisima.”
Her face flushes at the order, but I see the way she shifts on the floor, her breath catching lightly.She likes it, I realize, storing the thought away for later. It’s exactly what I hoped for, and I groan low in my throat as her lips graze over my cockhead, her tongue flicking out to lap up the beading pre-cum there.
“Good girl.” I stroke her hair with my other hand, shifting as I tug her head closer, my hips lifting to push my cock against her mouth. “Open your mouth.”
She obeys, her lips parting around my tip, and the soft, warm wetness of her mouth is fucking incredible. She doesn’t seem to know much about sucking a cock—her teeth graze against me as she takes my swollen head into her mouth, and her suction is a little too light, her lips struggling to wrap around me—but somehow, it doesn’t matter. Somehow it almost feelsbetterthan the expert blowjobs I’ve been getting from the women who have easily fallen into my bed this week. I have the fleeting thought, as she slides me over her tongue and starts to suck harder, that this might feel better than any blowjob I’ve ever gotten. I can’t put my finger on why, but as she looks up at me with wide green eyes, sliding down another inch, I feel my balls tighten warningly.
“Good girl,” I murmur, running my fingers through her hair. “Just take it a little at a time. Just like that.Fuck—” I feel myself brush against the back of her tongue, sliding a little into her throat, and the way her eyes squeeze shut as she chokes a little makes my cock throb painfully.
“You look so good like this. So fucking beautiful.” I wrap my hand in her hair again, tugging her mouth down further, pushing myself into her throat. “Take it all,bellisima.I know you can do it.”
She chokes again, her eyes looking up at me pleadingly as if to sayI can’t, but I’m enjoying it too much to let her go. A feeling of power surges through me, along with the aching pleasure from the heat of her mouth. I thrust up between her lips, dragging her mouth down to the base of my cock as I feel her throat muscles clench and squeeze around me. It’s every bit as good as her pussy was, and I plan to enjoy both as often as I can for the next week.
I let her go for a moment, let her come up, and catch her breath. She gasps as my cock pops out of her mouth, hard and glistening with her saliva, her lips chafed and red and still an inch away from it. She looks gloriously lewd like this, her hair a mess and her mouth swollen, her eyes teary from the effort of deep-throating me.
“I don’t know if I can—” she breathes, looking down at my cock again. “What if we—”
“No, Amalie.” I see the way she sucks in another breath as I purr her name, her thighs squeezing together under the skirt of her dress. “You’re going to make me come with that pretty mouth, and then you’re going to swallow it all. Don’t make me wait.”
There’s a warning in my tone, and she heeds it. She leans forward, her hand wrapping around the base to give her throat a break as she takes me in her mouth again, that heat enveloping me as I wrap my hand in her hair and groan. I can still feel that occasional bump of her teeth, the moments when she loses her rhythm, but it’s all forgotten in the utter pleasure of the control I have over her. That, as much as anything else, drives me towards my climax. I thrust up into her mouth again, both hands in her hair and on her head as I start to fuck her face, driving my cock deeper as she gasps and chokes around my thick length.
“I’m going to come in your mouth,bellisima,” I groan, one hand sliding to the back of her neck. “Swallow every drop for me. That’s a good girl,fuck—”
I thrust again, feeling her hot tongue slide along the length, her lips sucking, the pressure of her throat around my cockhead. I think of how I got her here, of that perfectly executed manipulation that led to this girl who’s teased me for days on her knees, choking on my cock while I fill her throat with my cum.
It sends me over the edge. A deep, almost animal noise rips from my throat as I drag her mouth all the way down, thrusting between her lips as my cock swells and hardens, shooting hot cum down her throat. I feel her choke, feel her splutter around me, but it only adds to the pleasure as I throb between her lips, flooding her mouth with my cum as my fingers dig into the back of her head.
“Fucking—take it—fuck—” I moan aloud, wanting to keep her pinned down like this on my cock forever, for the exquisite pleasure to never end. But I also don’t want to suffocate her. I let go of her hair, letting her slide off of my length as she sucks in a breath, a little of my cum slipping out of the corner of her mouth and dripping down the full curve of her lip. I reach out, gently pushing it back between her lips, and the small moan that she lets out, coupled with the way her lips automatically close around the tip of my thumb, makes my half-hard cock twitch all over again.
She looks up at me expectantly, still on her knees, and I chuckle. I know the look on her face, that flush of arousal on her cheeks. Sucking my cock turned her on, and now she’s hoping I’ll return the favor.
I intend to eventually, in spades. But for now, this was about a different lesson. For the week that she’s agreed to, I own her. And her pleasure is atmywhim, not hers.
I reach for her, pulling her up off of her knees and into my lap, and she doesn’t resist even a little. Her swollen lips part on a small gasp as she slides onto my lap, her silky skirt pushed up high on her thighs, and I see her cheeks flush deeper as she leans in, her hands on my shoulders.
