Chapter 43 #2
“Such a perfect sight,” I groan as I pull her off, allowing her to gulp in a breath of air before shoving her back down. “You’re doing so well for me, princess.”
Her hands tighten on my thighs as I use her mouth, pleasure tingling down my spine with each thrust. My breathing grows ragged, and my hands tighten on her head. Ollie moans again, her emerald eyes growing soft and hazy with a heady mixture of submission and desire.
God, she’s fucking stunning like this. And mine.
It doesn’t take long before I’m on the edge, my balls drawn tight and pre-cum practically pouring from my cock. “I’m close, princess. Ready to take my cum?”
Ollie moans again, louder this time, and nods her head as best she can in my hold before shoving herself onto my cock. Her eagerness, along with the vibration of her moan is enough to send me straight over the edge.
Pleasure surges inside me, setting my nerves on fire. I throw my head back with a low groan, my hips bucking as cum spurts from my cock. Ollie moans again as she hungrily swallows as much as she can, but some of it spills from her lips and drips down her chin.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I release her head, and she pulls off my cock with a choked gasp. She looks utterly ruined; her lips red and swollen, cum dripping down her chin, her eyes heavy with lust, and her hair a mussed halo around her head.
I wipe away the cum that escaped from her lips with my thumb before leaning in and claiming her lips, not caring that I can taste myself. “You did so well for me, princess.” I cup the side of her head and brush away strands of her chestnut hair from her face. “Such a good girl.”
She makes a small noise and shudders against me as I kiss her again. I savour the feel of her lips against mine before pulling back to haul her onto her feet, ignoring the jolt of pain from my ribs at the movement.
“Strip your leggings and underwear off,” I tell her, holding her upright.
She blinks at me for a moment, her eyes still hazy, before obeying. The defiance from earlier is gone, replaced with this sweet, submission woman. Apparently all I needed to do was fuck her mouth and threaten her with edging. Who knew?
With her bottom half striped naked, her bare pussy is inches from my face.
I can already see how wet and swollen she is, the inside of her thighs glistening with her arousal.
It makes my mouth water, and I’m tempted to just dive in and eat her like this, but this won’t be a comfortable position for either of us.
Besides, I’d much rather have her smothering me with her cunt.
“Climb up and straddle my face,” I say as I release her and lie back on the sofa. “It’s my turn to taste.”
Ollie bites her lip and hesitates. “Are you sure?”
“Am I sure that I want to lick that pretty cunt of yours until you’re drowning me with your cum? Yes, of course I am.” My brow furrows. What’s suddenly made her unsure?
Her eyes flick to my chest.
Ah. She’s still worried about my ribs. It’s sweet that she cares, but I’m too turned on to notice most of the pain.
“My ribs are fine, princess, and you won’t be anywhere near them to hurt me.
Now, unless you want to stop, get your perfect ass up here.
I’m fucking starving.” I grab her hand and tug her closer.
Much to my relief, she doesn’t hesitate this time and clambers onto the sofa, moving until her knees are on either side of my head. The view is immaculate, making me hungrier for a taste.
“Remember what I said; if you want to stop, just say the word or tap me three times.” I don’t wait for her to answer, I just grab her ass cheeks and pull her against my mouth.
I groan as I lick from the bottom of her cunt to her clit. Fuck. She tastes just as good as I imagined she would. She’s practically quivering from that one lick alone, her pussy clenching as she moans while arousal drips from her. Seems she enjoyed sucking my dick almost as much as I did.
I press her harder against my mouth and use my tongue, teeth and lips to explore her cunt, paying special attention to her throbbing clit. The moans and whimpers spilling from her only urge me on until she’s practically grinding against my face in desperation.
“Rhys, please,” Ollie gasps, one hand fisting my hair while the other clutches the back of the sofa for balance. “Please let me come.”
Ah, shit. She begs so prettily. I’m tempted to forgo her punishment and give her the orgasm she wants. But then I remember the bratty attitude and lie that led to her needing to be punished…
I need to decide soon because she’s getting close. She grinds harder and faster against my mouth with trembling thighs, her moans growing louder and her grip on my hair turns borderline painful. And then her body grows taunt, her breath catching in her throat.
I yank her away from my mouth before she can tip over the edge.
“No! Rhys, please!” she cries, sounding distraught as she tries to jerk her pussy back to my mouth. “What the hell?”
I tighten my hold on her ass, keeping her still as she whimpers at the loss of her orgasm. She glances down at me, a look of devastation on her beautiful face. While I’m not a sadist, I can’t help the thrill of pleasure and satisfaction that races down my spine.
“Remember what I said earlier, princess. Your punishment for lying to me is one edged orgasm. Understand?” I search her face, needing to make sure that I haven’t pushed her too far.
“I understand.” Ollie puffs out a heavy breath, looking so goddamn dejected that it almost breaks my heart.
I’m about to call the session off and go straight to aftercare when I spot the sparkle in her eyes and the slight twitch of her lips. My gaze narrows as she fights to keep the sadness on her face, but doesn’t quite succeed.
The little…
“Alright, brat. You want to come? I’ll make you come.” Without warning, I yank her pussy back onto my mouth, wrap my lips around her clit and suck.
She shrieks at the sudden pressure and bucks against my mouth, stuck between wanting to get closer and wanting to get away.
To add to her overwhelming pleasure, I slip one hand between her thighs and spear her with two fingers, groaning at how hot and wet she feels.
I keep a close eye on her, wary of pushing her too far, but she doesn’t say stop and she doesn’t tap me either.
“Rhys,” she whimpers as I find her g-spot and stroke it in time with my relentless suction on her clit.
“Come for me,” I demand as I overwhelm her body with as much pleasure as I can, practically shoving her towards her orgasm until she’s a trembling, sobbing mess.
In no time at all, she’s crying out and convulsing on top of me as her orgasm rips through her. Wetness gushes from her cunt as she clenches hard around my fingers, making me wish it was my cock.
Next time.
I continue my assault on her pussy, riding her through her orgasm until she’s gasping and pulling my hair.
But I don’t stop. I keep finger fucking her tight pussy while licking and sucking on her clit.
The noises pouring out of her turn into wild, desperate keens and whimpers as I wring another orgasm from her.
“R-Rhys. Please…” She shudders above me, and I can tell she’s nearly reaching her limit.
Not wanting to push her too far, I remove my lips from her clit and my fingers from her soaking, twitching pussy.
“Are you okay?” I ask Ollie as she collapses with a groan, her body still trembling from the aftershocks.
“Yeah,” she pants. “Although I think you just ruined me.”
“That was my aim.” I chuckle, a cocky smile on my lips as I admire how completely wrecked she looks. Her face is flushed, her eyes are heavy lidded and her breaths are coming out in short pants. It’s a fantastic look on her, one I’ll be putting on her face time and time again if I have my way.
“Come here, princess. Let me hold you,” I say as I help her scoot down until she’s lying beside me on my less injured side, her head on my chest. She’s still wary of my ribs, but she at least doesn’t fight me when I take her hand and place it over my heart.
As an experienced Dominant, I know how important aftercare is, and until recently, it’s always been nothing more than an obligation.
But as I stroke and kiss Ollie and tell her how good she was for me, I’m quickly finding that with her, it’s becoming one of my favourite things.
Even more so when she snuggles closer to me with a happy sigh and caresses my chest.
It’s official; I’m in love with this wonderful woman.