18. Teach Me To Play #3
For the first few minutes, she gently rubbed me over my sweats, letting me play, but still keeping part of my attention on her. The touch was light enough that it slowly built a fire in me, but not enough to blaze. I tried my best to focus on the game, but fuck, it was hard.
It was like she knew when we were in a stressful spot.
because she pulled the waistband of my pants down and pulled me free of my boxers.
So agonizingly slowly, she stroked me from base to tip, over and over again, giving me enough that I wanted to beg for more.
When I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, she flattened her tongue against me and licked all the way up, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock.
“Fuck,” I hissed, trying to focus and keep quiet. She removed her mouth and hand and looked up at me.
“Good boys don’t get anything if they don’t listen. I said to be quiet, are you going to listen?”
I nodded because I wanted to do anything for her to call me her good boy again.
Fuck that made me so hard it was almost painful.
After a second longer of my silence, she bent over and took me completely to the back of her throat.
I don’t know how I was supposed to stay silent during this because holy fucking shit.
I wasn’t sure what I liked more, Allie’s mouth around my cock or her pussy.
She was amazing, and god, I was almost there already.
She bobbed her head in a steady rhythm and then reached up and cupped my balls, adding slight pressure to them.
With how hard I was clenching to stay quiet, I was going to have major jaw pain tomorrow.
She picked up her pace and moved her hand to the base, twisting back and forth, and that was all it took for that wave to slam into me.
I dropped my controller on my desk, fisting a handful of her hair, and slammed into her throat as far as I could while black dots danced across my vision.
Even after I finished, she continued to suck and lick.
I didn’t think I could take much more. Fuck, it was so sensitive, and every nerve in my body was on fire.
She pushed on my knees so I could scoot back some and straddled my lap. I muted my mic and took the headset off. “Allie… that was—god, that was so fucking good.”
“Mmm, I know it was, baby. I’m glad you enjoyed it, and you did so fucking good for me being quiet.” She started to grind herself against me, and I gripped her ass, helping her move back and forth. “Why don’t you let me show you what good boys get hmm?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.” I shot up out of the chair and practically sprinted to my bedroom. I tossed her down and went to settle myself between her legs. She placed a hand on my chest, stopping me.
“Slow down there, lover boy. Stand up for me.” I quickly got up and waited for her next instructions.
“You do really well listening. Take your clothes off.” I quickly stripped everything off and stood back waiting for her.
I was totally naked, but I had never felt more at ease and confident than I did under her gaze.
She looked at me like I was a god, like I hung the moon and stars, and damn did it make me feel good.
She stood up and slowly, so fucking slowly, stripped out of her clothes.
Peeling her yoga pants off first, she kicked them to the side, followed by her oversized band tee.
Allie was left standing in black cotton boy shorts and a matching black bra.
There was a moment of hesitation before she slid her panties off and then reached back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“Lie down on the bed for me, Spencer.” Her southern drawl was heavy, and her tone was lower and lust-filled, which only made me want to listen to her more.
I lay down, and once I was settled, she got on top and straddled me.
Bracing a hand on my chest and then leaned down and kissed me again.
She slid her tongue along the seam of my lips, demanding entrance, and I opened wide for her.
This kiss was full of control and heat. I gripped her hips to hold her closer to me as our kiss turned into a full-on makeout session.
Her hand came up and gently gripped my jaw as she pulled away—a whimper escaping my throat as she did.
“Do you want to know what a good boy gets, hmm?”
“Yes, please, what do I get?” My voice was breathy and full of need. This woman had me completely in her control, and I didn’t care one damn bit.
“First, you’re going to lie there while I sit on your face, and you’re going to make me come. Then I’m going to fuck you, Spencer.” Jesus Christ. I think this is the peak of my life.
She scooted up and hovered over my face, hesitating to move any closer.
Her confidence was breaking in that hesitation.
I could feel it in the way her muscles were tensing up.
I’m sure some douche ex made her feel like this wasn’t something she could do, so I helped her out a little.
I dug my fingers into her beautiful, full hips and yanked her down onto my face and ate like a man starved.