Susan looked away from him as she swallowed audibly, “Yes, Eric. I understand.”
“Good,” he said mildly as he knelt in front of her and began to stroke down her neck with one finger.
Susan’s breath hitched and she closed her eyes as she felt his finger trail down her neck. His touch was feather-light and she shivered under it. Her nipples contracted tighter and she arched involuntarily under his touch.
His fingers left her neck and began to lightly stroke her lower lip.
“Suck,” Eric said as he pressed his finger into her mouth.
Susan took his finger into her mouth, sucking strongly and swirling her tongue around its length. Feeling just a bit naughty, Susan bit down lightly as she looked directly into Eric’s emerald eyes. Lust burned brightly and she shivered.
“Cup your breasts and press them together. I want your nipples jutting out for me.”
Eric took his finger back and rubbed a moist fingertip around each hardened nipple leaving a damp trail behind. Susan closed her eyes and leaned into him. She almost came at his first touch. Every cell in her body clenched at his teasing. She wanted more.
“Eyes open,” Eric snapped.
Susan’s eyes flew open at his command. She stared at him startled.
“You’re to keep your eyes on me at all times.”
Without breaking eye contact, Eric leaned in and ran his tongue around first one swollen peak, then the other before testing each one with his teeth. Pleasure streaked through her flooding her core even more.
She continued to watch. Alternating between looking into Eric’s eyes and watching his mouth and tongue as he suckled strongly on each pebbled tip.
Her breasts were swollen and aching. She was dying for him to touch her between her legs, but he seemed content to dally on her breasts and nipples.
Without warning Eric pulled his mouth away and squeezed each nipple roughly causing her to gasp and jerk. The pain was startling in its pleasure and she groaned and arched toward him. Eric proceeded to set up a rhythm alternating between squeezing and rolling her nipples and then pinching and tugging on them.
Her nipples were abraded and sensitized to the point of pain, but she watched as she’d been commanded. The sight of Eric’s fingers manipulating her nipples so vigorously, set up a throbbing ache in her pussy. She was so wet she had to be leaving a puddle on his coverlet.
She whimpered softly as the pain surpassed the pleasure. As if on cue, Eric dipped his head and gently sucked each nipple, soothing the tips with the wet heat of his mouth.
Eric left her nipples and began to nuzzle her ear.
“Your nipples are so red and swollen. I could suck on them all day. Now, don’t move.” The abrupt change in topic startled her.
Eric walked to his closet and stripped out of his clothes. She was somewhat amused to see him neatly fold his clothes and leave them next to her lingerie in his closet, but all amusement faded when he turned around and she saw him fully.
He was truly beautiful. Not handsome, not hot or any of those other inadequate words. He was beautiful. He was tall and lean with a natural, unsculpted shape that reeked of athleticism rather than an effeminate Gold’s Gym weight pounding. Susan had never liked the bodybuilder types. She considered them self-absorbed, girlie men. Eric was anything but girlie.
His chest was covered in a light sprinkling of dark hair that narrowed to a thin treasure trail leading directly to his pubic region. His erection bobbed as he walked back toward her. He stopped directly in front of her.
“Do you like what you see?” He chuckled softly at her blatant inspection.
She was staring and she knew it, but damn he had a beautiful penis. She really needed to get some variety in her vocabulary, but beautiful just fit. His cock was of average length and incredibly wide. He was going to stretch her. A lot. Her cunt clenched at the image of his rigid length sliding into her.
She tried to squeeze her knees together on the ache that thought caused, but Eric was standing in between them. Susan tore her gaze away from his penis and looked into his verdant gaze. The corners of his eyes crinkled just a bit, giving away his amusement. The rest of his face, however, was fiercely intent.
“On your knees, little one,” Eric growled as he stepped back and indicated the floor in front of him with a slight nod.
Susan’s breath caught in her throat at the realization of what he expected. She’d never been any good at this. All of her previous lovers had complained that she was too rough or not creative enough. Eventually, she’d become so completely ashamed at her failures that she simply refused to go down on anyone anymore.
“Eric, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Susan dropped her eyes to the floor as she protested.
“Why is that?” Eric gently tilted her chin up so that she was looking at him once again. “Eyes on me, remember,” he murmured.
“I am awful at this,” Susan said flatly. “Every time I’ve tried, I’ve gotten nothing but complaints.”
“I’ll be the judge of whether or not you’re awful. Now, do I need to remind you of the rules?”
Susan shook her head.
“Good. On your knees, sweetheart.”
Her mouth was soft and warm. The velvet touch of her tongue on the head of his cock was threatening to undo his control. Eric felt every soft lick and gentle suck down into his toes.
His thick shaft slid in and out of her pink, swollen lips stretching her mouth to the limit. She wasn’t able to take all of him down into her throat, but her gentle suction was weakening his control.
She savored his cock as if it were the most delectable desert she’d ever eaten. He was used to women approaching fellatio as a power exchange where, because his cock was in their mouth, all of a sudden they were in the power position. This generally meant a lot of rough sucking and pulling that left his cock feeling like sandpaper.
Susan alternated between licking up his shaft in warm, wet swipes and rasping her teeth gently along the ridge of the head before sweetly sucking his hardness back into her mouth. With each suck, she relaxed and took more of him until he felt the back of her throat. She gagged a little and pulled back enough to relieve the pressure.
The feel of her tongue was a sweet, delicious torture. He fought the urge to grasp her head and fuck her luscious mouth furiously. He wanted to feel her swallow his length down her throat. Feel the rhythmic contractions as she did.
“Susan,” he groaned and stroked her hair back from her face. “That’s so good.”
She met his eyes as she delicately rubbed her tongue along the underside of his shaft. Unlike the smirk he usually saw in the other women he banged, he saw only desire in the melted chocolate of her eyes. She closed her eyes then and moaned around his erection as if it pleased her to do this as much as it pleased him to have it done.
The sound vibrated along his cock. His balls drew up tight and he slammed down on the urge to come in her mouth. He wasn’t ready to end this yet, but he knew he was going to have to regain the upper hand.
He placed his hands on either side of her head and pressed a bit further into her mouth. “I want to come down your throat,” he growled. Susan tensed instantly.
“No, baby girl, relax. Just relax and swallow. It’ll be fine.”
She did, opening her mouth as much as possible, relaxing and swallowing against the head. “That’s right, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Just like that.”
Eric pressed further into her mouth with each small thrust, crooning to her as he did. She was swallowing almost convulsively around his girth, milking his climax from him. With that, his control snapped.
He grasped her firmly, and worked her mouth in small, urgent thrusts as every muscle in his legs, back and ass tightened. She reached up and clutched his buttocks in order to maintain her balance and her touch sent him over the edge.