Page 8 of Step-in Valentine


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I know I’m blushing, I can feel the new heat growing under the one he put there with his tongue, fingers and smooth fucking talk.

I can’t speak. I wouldn’t be coherent if I tried. I just came but I’m still turned on and, dare I say, wanting more, .

“On your knees, buttercup. I have a promise to keep.” I look down at his hands, unfastening his belt, his cock hard and straining the fabric of his pants. I’m still rooted to my spot, not moving a muscle, just watching him. “Do I have to push you down, Valentine?”

I hop off the vanity and drop to my knees, new flutters filling my gut. Blowjobs have always felt like a chore to me, I take no pleasure in them. Tonight, though, I can’t help but feel anxious to see his cock. I saw its outline earlier and admonished myself for wishing he had walked in as naked as I was. I was curious. I am curious.

I fumble with his pants and pull them down, my face just inches and a thin layer away from the huge bulge.

Why is my mouth watering?

I look up at James, he fists my hair just at the base of my neck. The force of it is painful, but fuck does it feel good. I pull his briefs down and this majestic, tall erection springs free, a layer of pre-cum beading at the top.

I haven’t seen many dicks in my life, but James’ just beats them all at first glance. It’s not donkey sized, but he’s thick, maybe even bigger than what I’m used to. The bulging veins running its length have my pussy clenching, as if it’s asking to map them with my insides.

“Lick it clean.” His commanding words connect straight with my clit, and I do as he tells me, my hand holding the thick base as I take his head in my mouth. “Good girl.”

For the first time, I want more. I want it all, to the very end. I want every inch and every drop of him.

“Fuck my mouth.” The words are out before I can hold them, my eyes flying wide at the sound of my voice.

“I was going to ease you into it, but now that you’ve said that, there will be no mercy. Just keep those tears in, baby, we can’t mess up your makeup. Now, open up.”

I take him in slowly first, but James is impatient and guides me down with the hand that’s tangled in my hair, pulling out just as he finds resistance. I’m guessing not even half of his hard cock fit in my mouth. Just as he gave it his all to bring me pleasure, I am eager to return the favor.

He thrusts in again, with more force this time, and I open my mouth as wide as I can, my tongue almost darting out of it. He pushes further now, all the way in, making me gag as he does. I fight to contain the tears.

“Fuck!” He cusses in a low hiss, making me look up at him while my mouth is completely full. I’m a drooling mess by the time my nose hits his stomach. “I didn’t think you had it in you.” Neither did I. I had been trying with Greg, but I guess I was lacking incentive.

He tugs on my hair and pulls me back, his dick escaping my mouth with a loud pop. He doesn’t waste time and pushes back in and I’m eager to take him. His deep grunts are fueling my own desire. To my surprise, I’m enjoying this.

“You’re such a dirty, hungry girl aren’t you, Rosy?” I moan as I suck him, taking his cock down my throat, again and again and again. “You’re going to be a good girl and take every drop from me.”

James releases my hair, holding my head in place as he takes control. He’s tested my limits and now he’s done holding back. He’s fucking my mouth like I told him to, between my moans and his groans I’m growing hornier by the second.

I let go of all my mental restrictions and allow myself to enjoy this. I’ve long had the conviction that being submissive is a weakness, having a man take his pleasure from you, something demeaning. Right now, though, all I feel is power and pleasure. With each thrust I feel James' balls tighten further, getting closer. I want him to come in my mouth, I want to give him as much pleasure as I took from him, I want to swallow every drop just like he ordered me to.

“Fuck, Rose!” He grunts as he steadies my head with his cock buried down my throat. I feel the pulses of his orgasm as he releases his load into my mouth. I have drool running down my chin, but no shame or regrets.

James pulls out of my mouth slowly, his expression still a reflection of the heaven he’d reached a minute ago.

“I said every drop!” He wipes a drop of cum that’s sliding down my chin back into my mouth with the pad of his thumb and I suck it clean, my eyes glued to his. “That’s my beautiful girl.” Another praise that sends shivers down my spine and an electric jolt straight to my clit.

James helps me up, and hooks his arm around my waist, pulling me to him until my face is barely an inch away.

“You’re fucking amazing, Valentine.” I swallow dryly, waiting for his lips to crash on to mine.

“Someone in there?” A strong knock bangs on the door, and James releases me, both of us composing ourselves as best we can.

“Yes. I’ll be right out.” I shout scurrying around the bathroom in a slight panic. James stops me by holding onto my shoulders.

“We’re talking about this later. Don’t run away, Rose.”

Chapter Three

James

I am standing behind the toasty warm bar mixing two drinks. I do this after every party, it is the very first time I’m holding one drink in each hand.

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