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Please, give me more.
He does, slipping into my throat again, his hand raking through my hair as the seconds tick by. “Is this better? Are you satisfied now that my cock is buried in your throat?”
Yes. God, yes.
“Would you be more satisfied with my cum on your tongue?”
Fuck.
“Don’t you dare touch yourself,” he says when I move to do that very thing. “Your orgasm is mine.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, my cock jerking, my balls tight. Teddy retreats, and I suck air in through my nose, saliva dripping down my chin as he pets my hair, his fingers raking through the strands again and again.
“Open your eyes, sweetheart.”
I do, and his approval shines loud and clear.
“Suck, babydoll.”
I’ve never sucked a dick faster. I work his cockhead with my tongue, cheeks hollowed as I suck him in heavy drags like the most perfect lollipop. Precum hits my tongue, and I groan, working him over harder, desperate to get him off. To be what he wants. What he needs.
“Fuck, yes, doll,” he praises, lighting me up inside. “You’re perfect. Fucking perfect. Look how gorgeous you are with my cock in your mouth.”
Yes. I’m yours. Please. Yours.
Teddy’s grip tightens in my hair, and he holds me in place as his hand returns to his dick. He strokes the base of it as his cockhead sits nestled in my mouth. “Suck me while I come, babydoll,” he all but growls. “I want my taste on your tongue. I want you to remember it all day today and tomorrow and the next. I want you to remember exactly what you do to me. I want you to remember that you’re mine.”
My eyes nearly roll up as Teddy starts to swell, unloading down the back of my throat. I can taste him, and I try to keep him there in my mouth, but swallowing becomes a necessity. He groans through his release, his hand stroking his cock until he’s good and finished. He doesn’t move from my mouth, even then, and I tongue his slit, my pulse hammering wildly as the taste and feel and smell of him surrounds me.
When Teddy finally pulls from my mouth, he lowers to the floor in front of me. Hand on my cheek, eyes pinned on mine, he takes my cock in hand.
“You’re gorgeous, babydoll. Perfect. Come for me now.”
It’s over embarrassingly fast. Two strokes and I’m coming across Teddy’s bare chest and stomach, my hand on his shoulder for support. He grips my chin, tugging my face up and kissing me soundly as he works every last drop from my cock. I feel like I’ve been hit with a live wire, like electricity is still snapping and crackling through my veins. Teddy’s tongue soothes me, soft and minty sweet, as my body jerks with aftershocks.
I’ve never been so utterly wrecked from giving a blowjob before, but everything with Teddy is more. The way he takes control… It doesn’t feel like Teddy’s only goal is bossing me around. He does that, sure, and I’m fairly certain that’s part of the enjoyment for any Dom. For me, too. But more than that, it feels like every single thing he does is to make me feel good. And he’s said as much to me before, but I’m not sure I truly understood it until right this instant.
He gets off on making me feel good. He really, truly does. And that control he wields would mean nothing if I didn’t get pleasure from handing it over.
I get it now, why he said the submissive partner isn’t powerless. Because I hold a lot of power in our relationship, don’t I?
It’s a startling realization.
Teddy’s thumb strokes my cheek as he gentles our kiss. I lay my forehead on his shoulder, breathing, my thoughts tumbling around.
“Okay, sweetheart?” he asks gently.
I nod against him, reaching up and wrapping my arms around his shoulders. He hugs me back, and for a moment, we stay that way, embracing on the bathroom floor.
When I finally feel like I can move again, Teddy helps me up and back into the shower. We wash off quickly, and I’m quiet as we move around one another, Teddy getting ready for his workout, me getting dressed for my day. I catch him eyeing me more than once, but I give him reassuring smiles that he returns.
I don’t have time for a big breakfast, but I grab a piece of toast and drink some juice. Teddy is just sitting down at the weight bench when I head his way. He pauses as I straddle his thighs and settle in his lap, a curious smile quirking his lips.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I say quietly.
Teddy’s eyes flare wide, the smirk falling off his face as he watches me closely. There was no tease in my voice, not this time, and he could hear that. He knows I wasn’t joking.
He swallows, hands bracketing my neck, thumbs coming to rest on either side of my jaw.
