Page 27 of Don't Leave Me

“That’s alright,” he smiled at me. “I’ll train you,” he put his hand to my cheek, his thumb tracing my lower lip.

The thought of him training me intrigued me, and turned me on, enormously.

“I’m a quick learner, sir,” I smiled, placing my hand on top of his.

He smiled back at me, his eyes hardening again.Yes! I know that look.

“That you are, Hana. You’re a very good girl,” he said with his low, deep voice.

I licked my lip and gave him my crooked smile.

“You deserve a reward,” he went on, getting up and hovering over me, his hand holding mine down above my head. “Open your mouth,” he ordered.

I quickly opened my mouth wide. Michael suddenly had his boxer briefs pulled down and was holding himself with one hand, the other still holding down both of my hands; my mouth watered.

“Good girl, Hana. Open wide,” he commanded before suddenly thrusting himself into my mouth.

I moaned, feeling myself wet as he quickly went in and out, staring down at me with his eager, lustful eyes.

He was still thrusting in and out of my mouth. “You want more, baby? You want my cock deeper inside of you?”

I moaned, letting him know that I did, in fact, want more.

“Tell me, Hana. Tell me you want my cock,” he ordered, slapping my boobs hard and quickly.

“I want your cock, sir,” I said as clearly as I could, my mouth full.

He smiled and continued, then suddenly pulled out of my mouth and hovered over me again. I watched him as lowered his hand to my vulva, cupping it and sticking his middle finger inside of me. I moaned, my hips moving forward, instinctively searching for more.

“Don’t move,” he instructed, his voice deep and sharp.

I bit my lip harder as I squirmed, trying hard not to move despite the movement of his fingers, now his index and middle finger inside of me, teasing me and my clit. I moaned, feeling like I was about to burst.

“Please, sir,” I begged, louder than I expected.

He smiled and stopped, licking his fingers as he stared up at me with his intense grey eyes.

“Mmmm. Sweet, sweet girl,” he said lustfully. “I want more,” he said before he grabbed my waist and pulled me down, lifting up my legs and spreading them wide.

I suddenly felt his hot mouth against my wet spot, his tongue slipping inside of me and wiggling around, and I couldn’t help but moan loudly, grabbing the headboard above my head.

“I’m gonna make you come, Hana. I want you to come for me, loudly,” he said, then stuck his tongue back inside of me.

It didn’t take long for me to release – “Oh god, I’m coming. I’m coming, sir,” I exhaled, the incredible sensation taking over me.

I looked down at Michael and he smiled as he crawled back on top of me, then planted his lips on mine, the taste of myself still on his lips. I felt his erection rubbing against my belly and I lifted my hips to him. He found his way inside of me and grabbed my hair tightly as he did so. The sensation was suddenly back and I began to moan, Michael thrusting in and out of me, breathing heavily against my face, his eyes still locked with mine.

“I want to come in your mouth, Hana,” he said into my ear, searching for my reaction.

Was this his way of seeing if I was okay with it?

“Yes please, sir,” I moaned, biting my lip and smiling.

Michael’s eyes widened and he pulled out of me, grabbing himself and hovering over me, examining my body.

“Beg for it, Hana,” he said, stroking himself.

I lifted my upper half with my elbows and stared up at him, his naked body in all its glory.

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