Chapter 18 #2
Strong fingers grasp my chin, pulling my head back up. “Never apologise for your boundaries, Princess.” His voice is fierce, his eyes flashing. “There is nothing wrong with you or what you can and can’t or don’t want to do. Fucking nothing. You hear me?”
“Yes, Nox.” A lump forms in my throat. “The one time I tried to give a blowjob, he kept trying to push deeper even after I told him about my gag reflex. I ended up vomiting all over him and he freaked out, telling me I was disgusting.”
Tears fill my eyes at the memory, and I watch as his jaw feathers.
“Then he was a fucking dickhead that isn’t worth another thought.
And if I ever meet him, I'll make sure he understands exactly how badly he fucked up treating you like that.” He brushes the tears from my cheeks.
“If you want to try again, I can show you other ways to make me come with that beautiful mouth that don’t involve me shoving my dick down your throat. ”
I’m nodding before he’s even finished. “I want to try.”
“Such a perfect, Princess,” he coos, and warmth replaces the shame that was filling me moments ago.
“Now, even if my hands are in your hair, holding your head, you can always pull back to use your safe word or just take a break, okay?” I nod.
“Or tap my leg with your hands, three times, just like with your foot.”
“Okay, sir.”
I’m trembling as he lets go of my face, pushing his sweats down to reveal his half hard dick. “Just start by exploring with your mouth, lips and tongue.”
I keep my hands loose in my lap as I lower down, inhaling the musky scent of him as he holds his dick out for me.
The tip is flushed a deep pink, and I watch as he grows harder the more I stare.
Moving my head, I stick my tongue out and lick the head of him, tasting salt as pre-cum beads on his tip.
“Fuck, Princess,” he moans, and I dart my gaze up, seeing him watching me with that ridiculous hat on that does nothing to cool the heat which is building inside me. “You know, you could make me come just by licking me like that.”
I smile as I do it again, licking all over his head like he’s my favourite ice cream. His hand wraps around his dick, slowly pumping up and down, giving me more of his pre-cum.
I use my tongue to explore lower, his hand opening to allow me to get at those piercings which destroyed me in the best way last night. I pay particular attention to them, licking, sucking and even nibbling each one until his hips are twitching and soft curses fall from his lips.
“Jesus, fuck,” he hisses as I go lower, sucking one of his balls into my mouth, using my tongue to massage it. “Shit you’re perfect, Princess. Don’t need no lessons.”
I repeat the move with the other ball, feeling his thick bronze thighs flex either side of my head.
The deep bronze of his skin is warm against my cheeks and I think I've never been more aware of the beauty of him than I am right now, looking up at him from here.
My hands clench in my lap and I make my way back up his dick, licking his shaft in long strokes that have him moaning even louder before I take his head into my mouth and suck.
“Fuck!” he yells, as I take him as deep as I can, using my tongue again to massage him.
Hollowing my cheeks, I bob up and down, not going so deep that he makes me gag, but he obviously likes it as one hand rests on my head while the other wraps around his shaft at the point where I take him deepest and I wonder if it’s so even if he does buck his hips, he won’t go too far.
“Keep doing that, baby. Fuck. Just. Like. That. I’m—fuck—I’m gonna come! ”
His dick gets impossibly hard in my mouth, and he tries to pull back, but I follow him, his salty release filling my mouth. I swallow it down, sucking more out of him as he groans. Some escapes my mouth, dribbling down my chin, but I don’t stop until he’s softening in my mouth.
I release him with a small pop sound, sitting back on my heels, my core throbbing and chest heaving. But he looks wrecked, his torso moving rapidly up and down as he takes gasping breaths. Sweat covers him, and his eyes are half lidded.
“That ex of yours had no fucking idea what he was talking about, Princess,” he rasps, his hands reaching out. One comes to my chin, his fingers gathering up the spilled cum and pushing it back in my mouth. I open for him, licking and sucking his fingers until they’re clean. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
“It was okay?” I ask, nerves making my stomach quiver.
“Princess, it was more than okay. It was the best fucking blowjob I’ve ever had. Hands down, no question,” he tells me, his voice sincere.
Then he’s cupping my face, pulling me to him and giving me a deep, drugging kiss. He controls me with his tongue, not caring about tasting himself on mine, and a small whimper falls from my lips into his.
“You feeling needy, baby? Giving me a blowjob got you all hot and bothered, didn’t it?” he whispers against my lips and I nod.
“Yes, sir. Really needy, sir,” I reply in a breathless tone, my thighs clenching together.
“Lie on your back, Princess,” he commands, sliding off the stool and helping guide me to my back on the carpet.
He wastes no time in shedding my cotton shorts and knickers, then shoving his head between my legs, his tongue licking me from arsehole to clit.
The sound of the plastic shower hat crinkling Reminds me not to grab his head.
So once again my hands clench in their bindings in front of me as he licks, sucks and worships my still slightly achy pussy.
Soon the soreness is completely replaced by blinding pleasure. I’m so wound up it doesn’t take long before I’m screaming my release, soaking his face as I come all over it. He grunts in appreciation, drinking me down like I am the thing between him and dehydration.
My legs are shaking by the time he decides he’s done, rising up from between my thighs and lying on top of me, giving me one of his filthy kisses so I can taste myself as well as the lingering taste of him.
“I love that you come so fucking much,” he tells me when he finally pulls back. “And I wanna spend the rest of my life making you do it.”