Chapter 17 #2
A wave of relief crashed over me, but I didn’t let it show.
Reaching down, I tugged at her underwear.
Grace lifted her hips compliantly as I slid the material down her legs and tossed it over the side of the bed.
As I moved back over her, I spread her legs and settled myself between them, eyes glued to the bare skin of her core.
She was a pretty pink, her folds glistening.
The memory of my cock sinking inside of her sent a shiver down my spine.
Watching myself disappear into her tight pussy had been a euphoric experience, one I was eager to relive.
But tonight, I wanted to remind Grace of my promise to make her beg, and to teach her that good girls got rewarded for having patience.
I leaned down over her chest, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking the sensitive skin.
She mewled against me as my tongue flicked across the rosy bud.
With my other hand, I trailed a path down her stomach until my fingers met the bare skin above her opening.
Her whole body shook as I inched my hand forward and felt the wetness gathered there.
Grace buried her hands in my hair just as I latched my teeth around her nipple and bit.
Though I was gentle, she arched against me and let out a beautiful whimper of pleasure.
I dragged my pointer finger across her opening and settled at the very top, pressing down against the most sensitive part of her.
Her hips surged forward to meet my movements, greedy for more.
Slowly, I worked my finger over her in small circles.
She let out a throaty groan as I increased the pressure, pushing more deeply against her clit.
Soon enough, Grace was moving against me in rhythmic thrusts as my mouth devoured the soft skin of her breast. She reached up and drove her hands through my hair.
I felt a slight burn on my scalp as her grip tightened, her entire body writhing against me.
I continued to tease her relentlessly until her movements became frantic and her body tensed, all telltale signs of an impending orgasm.
Right before she reached her crest, I released her nipple, and my fingers stilled. A wicked smirk touched my lips as she let out a long whine. Grace’s eyes flew open, her pupils blown wide as a desperate look spread across her face.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded, chest heaving up and down. “I was so close.”
“Don’t you remember what I said last time?” I asked, delight sweeping through me at the pleading expression in her eyes.
Grace let out another impatient whine. “Now is not the time for talking.”
I let out a tsk. “Only good girls get to orgasm. Think really hard. What did I say the last time you were so desperate for me?”
She looked at me in shock, as if she couldn’t believe I was being serious. After a long moment, she tugged at her bottom lip with her teeth in a sign of careful consideration. My eyes zeroed in on her mouth. The next moment, realization dawned across her face.
“You told me that next time I’d have to beg.”
I nodded my head, pleased to know that she remembered. Grace looked at me expectantly, as if answering the question was all I needed to continue dealing out her pleasure. When I did nothing, she let out an irritated huff.
“Please don’t stop,” she said, barely above a whisper.
My eyebrows shot up.
“That’s all you got? I’m going to need much, much more if you want to come.”
She narrowed her eyes at me, but her cheeks flushed as if the thought excited her. Grace might not have realized it yet, but her body was delighted at the opportunity to surrender to me. I leaned down so that my lips were hovering over her mouth and brushed a soft kiss against it.
“Do you want my mouth on that pretty pussy? Do you want to explode with your thighs wrapped around my shoulders?”
A moan escaped her lips, breath fanning over my face. I’ll take that as a yes.
“I need a verbal response, Grace,” I commanded.
She didn’t hesitate this time. “Yes.”
“Then you’d better beg me.”
Grace looked into my eyes, the fire within hers burning even brighter.
She wanted to fight back. It was only natural, given our past. But beneath her struggle, I saw just how much the idea of surrender excited her.
Grace was always in control. Handing it over to me wasn’t in her nature, but bending to my will had its perks.
I was willing to show her just how pleasurable it could be.
“Please,” she said finally, eyes fluttering shut.
This time, I could hear just how much she meant it. Exhilaration coursed through me. My cock was impossibly hard, straining to fill her up. Despite how much I wanted to bury myself inside her, I wouldn’t. Tonight was about her pleasure.
“Please what?” I asked. My fingers flicked across her clit, and she squirmed beneath me.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged in a rasp that shot straight to my throbbing member.
I scooted down the bed, trailing a line of kisses down her stomach.
My fingers remained perched at her entrance, a reminder of my promise.
I pulled her thighs over my shoulders and settled before her pussy.
It was a beautiful sight, pink and swollen from my earlier teasing.
I ran my tongue across the slick on her thigh, pleased by the moan it pulled from her lips.
“I need you to be more specific, Grace. Tell me exactly what you want. Beg for it.”
She looked down at me in rapture, mouth parted slightly, chest rising and falling at a frantic pace. I didn’t look away as I puckered my lips and blew across her center.
“Please get me off with your mouth,” she pleaded, voice laced with desire. “Please, Sebastian, I need your mouth on me now. Please let me—”
I dove forward, my finger sinking into her as my mouth closed over the sensitive nerves at the top of her opening.
Graced cried out, her back arching against the bed.
My tongue flicked out, and I was met with a burst of her tangy flavor.
She was fucking perfect, and all mine. I wanted her to see stars by the time I was done with her, so I set to work, easing my finger in and out of her as my lips moved over her clit.
Grace’s response was nothing less than enthusiastic.
She moaned loudly, her hands clutching at the sheets as she tried to find purchase.
Grace wasn’t quiet as I feasted upon her.
Every movement of my tongue drew out sighs and whimpers, all of them tumbling out of her perfect mouth with a breathy gasp.
Her entire body shook as I eased another digit into her and curled the tips of my fingers.
Grace was frantic, thrashing against me as I pumped in and out of her, my tongue drawing circles along her clit.
I could sense she was nearing her climax when her body began to tense and her moans grew louder.
Grace’s head was tipped back onto the pillow, eyes closed and mouth parted in ecstasy.
I watched in fascination as she lost herself to pleasure, body rolling against me.
Grace’s thighs tensed around my head; I knew she was about to tip over the edge and into oblivion.
I sucked her clit into my mouth while my free hand reached up and tweaked her nipple.
She detonated that very moment, and the cry that left her mouth was music to my ears.
Grace’s inner walls clenched around my fingers, sucking them deeper into her as she thrust herself against my face, riding out the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Her pussy was still gripping my fingers as I pulled away from her center.
Grace’s eyes fluttered open and immediately found mine. I smiled wickedly at her, content at the sight of her flushed cheeks and general look of awe. She was still struggling to catch her breath, her naked body moving up and down as she tried to swallow large gulps of air.
“What did we learn today, Grace?” I asked arrogantly, unable to hide the smugness in my tone.
Grace could barely form words, but she managed to croak, “You’re good at eating pussy.”
I shook my head; the smile never left my lips. “Good girls get rewarded. As long as they ask nicely.”
She pushed onto her elbows, head tilting to the side as she studied me with open curiosity. I shifted, sucking in a breath as my cock dragged along the side of her leg.
“And what do you get?” she asked with a devious grin.
“The pleasure of watching you come undone is gift enough.”
“I don’t think so.”
Grace tugged me forward with shocking strength, twisting out of the way as I collided with the bed. I rolled over, and she moved to straddle me, assuming my previous position. Seeing her naked and hovering above me was tempting, to say the least.
“I don’t need anything,” I assured her, though a cold shower would be necessary.
Grace just shook her head. I could see stubbornness behind her eyes as she grasped the waistband of my briefs and tugged them downward.
“Don’t worry,” she murmured, scooting down until her hands were braced on the bed alongside my hips. “This won’t take long.”
I opened my mouth to object, but my good intentions were ruined the moment her tongue flicked across my tip. A few seconds later, her lips closed around me. A strangled groan from deep in my throat broke free. She smiled, eyes glimmering in triumph.
“Fuck,” I hissed as she took me even deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling against my shaft.
She repeated the motion, pulling all the way up so that her lips were at the head and then sinking down, taking me as deep as she could into her throat.
Her hand wrapped around the base, squeezing lightly as she moved her head up and down.
Euphoria coursed through me at the sensation of her mouth against my skin and the sight of her perfect lips swallowing my length.
Desperate for something to hold on to, I laced my fingers through her hair and guided her as her hand and mouth worked in perfect unison.