“There you go.” His breathing was rough, his voice deeper. “Let me feel that soft little tongue. Do you know it feels like hot silk?”
She licked over the head again, moaning herself at the taste of him. She wanted him, wanted more, she wanted to consume him.
6
Sax knew he was walking a thin, fragile line with Marey. Her sexual confidence, as Ella had warned him, was extremely low. Nearly untried, hesitant, frightened, but so naturally sensual she was blowing his mind as she licked and probed at the tight, desperate flesh of his cock.
He wanted to push inside her mouth, wanted to fuck her lips and feel her sucking at him hungrily. But not yet. He had to let her take him as she needed him, explore and make him insane with the hot bite of lust.
His fingers tightened in her hair as her lips finally began to join the play. She sipped at the head of his cock, caressing him with feather soft strokes he was certain were designed to strip him of control. She was killing him, lick by slow, luscious lick.
“Oh hell. Yes. God, yes.” The words were torn from him as her lips finally, blessedly, wrapped around the straining head of his cock and sucked him in.
Heat lashed at him, whipping through his shaft, tightening his scrotum and sending electrical impulses of sheer sensual pleasure streaking up his spine. He held her head, keeping her in position, holding her that she could only suck him deeper, but never fully release him.
She was moaning around the flesh stuffing her mouth, her tongue lashing at it as she sucked at him.
“Damn, your mouth is paradise,” he growled. “All silky and wet and hot. Suck it, baby. Suck my dick, sweetheart.”
He couldn’t stop the words from pouring from his lips. Each phrase made her hotter, made her mouth tighten on him, her little tongue to go wild along the underside of the bulging head.
“That’s a good girl,” he crooned to her, closing his eyes, his head falling back on his shoulders as she sucked him like a little sex goddess. “Damn, Marey, that’s so good. So damned good it’s all I can do to hold back, baby.”
He could feel the tightening in his balls, feel his release gathering, threatening to break the fragile control he was fighting so hard for. He wouldn’t come in her mouth, not yet, not like this. When he filled her with his semen, it would be in a far more satisfying place than her sweet, hot little mouth. At least, he hoped it would.
“Enough.” His voice was a rasping sound of desperation as his fingers pulled at her hair in warning, intending to draw her back.
A sharp moan echoed around the stiff flesh she suckled as he pulled the strands. Her fingers clenched tighter at his straining thighs as her back arched.
Sax grimaced tightly, tugging at her hair again.
She whimpered, the sound one of dazed, intense pleasure. So he pulled harder.
Big mistake.
Her mouth moved on him, shuttling up and down, sucking him voraciously as her little tongue stroked and probed and pushed him further over the line. Her hands wrapped around the base of his cock, holding it steady, stroking in time to her mouth above as he pulled her hair again.
Slick wet heat engulfed him nearly to her throat. She was taking more of him, ravenous now. “Marey, baby. I’ll come down your throat,” he warned her desperately. “Let up, sweetheart, or you’re going to get every drop of it.”
She stroked him more intently than ever, her mouth consuming him as he bucked against her, fucking past her lips as his hands pulled at her hair, relishing the unbidden, kittenish little mewls of pleasure that erupted from her throat.
He hadn’t meant to take her like this first, he thought despairingly as he felt his balls tighten further, the tingling at the base of his spine intensifying. But it was paradise. Paradise and torment at once, and he was helpless against her. For now.
He held her steady, his hands exerting pressure on her hair as he deepened his strokes, driving into her suckling lips, his body tightening, sensitizing…
“Son of a bitch. Suck it, baby. Suck my dick, Marey. Take it all.”
He felt the first hard pulse of semen as it shot from the head of his cock, splattering against the back of her throat as she began to swallow, moaning and twisting against him as he buried in deeper and gave her all he had. Harsh, rapid jets of seed spewing into her mouth, only to be caught by her hungry little tongue and consumed until he had nothing left to give.
He pulled back from her then, ignoring the soft cry of regret as his cock pulled free of her lips with a hollow little “pop.”
“Come here.” He urged her to straighten as his hands went to the metal snap of her jeans. “Kick your shoes off for me, baby.”
He was pushing the waistband over her hips, going to his knees and burying his face in the soft flesh of her stomach as she shuddered in his grip.
“Your mouth is destructive,” he whispered before allowing his tongue to dip out and probe at the shallow indention of her navel as she struggled out of her sneakers. Then he was pushing her jeans to her ankles, lifting her feet free and opening his eyes to stare up at her.
“You were a very naughty little girl,” he drawled as his hand stroked up her leg to curl around the curve of a buttock. “Do you know what naughty little girls get?”
Her eyes darkened further, almost black now as he caressed her ass.
She shook her head sharply, her lips parted as she fought to draw in air. She looked dazed, almost uncomprehending as he licked at the damp, rounded flesh of her belly.
“They get spanked,” he whispered then, watching her eyes, her expression.
Curiosity and trepidation filled both.
God, he couldn’t believe how innocent she was, so sweetly untried that it would be the same as taking a virgin. Something he had never dreamed would turn him on until now.
He rose slowly to his feet, pulling her to the bed and sitting down as he stared back at her.
“I’m going to spank you,” he told her, relishing the very idea of it. “I’m going to make your ass and your pussy burn so bright you’re going to scream for me to take you. To fuck you until you can’t breathe for coming.”
“I will now,” she gasped, her engorged, hard-tipped breasts rising and falling sharply.
His cock jerked at her rough declaration.
He glanced at the crotch of her panties. A silky thong that left her ass bare and clearly showed the dampness seeping from her pussy. He was going to bury his mouth there and see if it was possible to lick her dry. His mouth watered at the thought.
“You will anyway.” He pulled her to him, drawing her down across his knees as she shuddered, the soft curves of her ass clenching.
Stretched over his lap, her head hanging down, her feet lifted from the ground, his hand smoothed over the soft, creamy perfection of her ass. He lifted the little band of fabric from the cleft of her butt, grimacing in raging lust as he parted the cheeks of her ass and glimpsed the small, delicate entrance to her anus.
Tempting. Tight. His cock clenched at the memory of being buried there.
He returned the material to its resting place, smoothed his hand over her butt then lifted it for the first soft blow.
She flinched, crying out at the first small smack. Not pain, he could tell by the arch of her sweet backside that it wasn’t pain. Or at least, not a pain she didn’t want to experience again.
The erotic, sensual burn on her butt was driving her crazy. She could feel her flesh heating, absorbing each small smack as it tingled and ached for more. She had never known anything so sexual, so completely naughty as being bent over Sax’s knee, her ass burning from each erotic blow.
“You flush so pretty,” he praised her, his voice dark and rough as another burning caress was applied to her rear. “A soft beautiful little blush.” She shivered, jerking and crying out as he landed another soft blow.