Page 64 of Under Control

He pushed her legs back and moved them apart, finding her throbbing pussy. Again, he pressed his fingers up her wet core and removed them to taste her. She squirmed with the tender soreness—but he handled her gently, with care, seeming to know exactly how she felt.

“Fucking delicious,” he groaned as he licked her juice off the length of his finger. “Sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.”

Before she could dream of asking how many that was, she rolled her head back in pleasure once again as he licked her all the way up to her clit. He rolled the sensitive nub with his tongue, lapping all the wetness that continued to pour out of her.He’s so damn good at that.

There were reasons why he was so persuasive.

Danica’s orgasm was mounting again as he licked until her legs shook and her hips threatened to leave the couch entirely. He held her hips down and laughed as she moaned, probably realizing how close she was.

“I could make you come all day long, and you think marrying me would be so bad?”

The agony of her swelling orgasm grew unmanageable.

“Carrick, please don’t do this to me,” Danica begged. “Just fuck me.”

“I don’t believe you really want my cock.” He moved his head to roll her clit.

“I do,” she moaned, digging her head into the couch as he rolled faster and faster on her clit, sending electric shocks throughout her body. “I really, really do.”

Her pussy tightened and she screamed. She was so fucking close.

“I don’t believe you,” he teased.

She tried to protest, telling him to fuck off—but she couldn’t.

As she screamed out his name, he grinned and continued eating her out. Finally, he ran his fingers up her pussy again, finding that certain spot that was her undoing. Her orgasm pounded to the surface and wetness poured out everywhere, dripping down her ass.

Letting his words sink in that he’d promised her a great life, she grew still for a moment then she flipped open her eyes, watching the gorgeous man at the foot of the couch stroking his long, rigid cock with his hand.

What’s he going to do to me now?

“Close your eyes,” he demanded, and she obeyed immediately, knowing what would happen if she didn’t.

Within seconds, she felt something like a rope being tied around her wrists, and her body lifted. Her eyes opened and he noticed.

“I told you to keep them closed. What is it going to take for you to learn who is in charge?”

Turning her against the back of the couch in a kneeling position, he gently bent her over, pressing her head down to rest on the fabric. She grasped the back of the couch to steady herself as best she could with her bound hands. It was as though she was his prisoner. Then he brought her ass up to meet his cock, and she moaned with the realization that he was about to fuck her from behind.

“Could you do this without emotion?” He brushed his cockhead at the opening of her aching core.

I need him to fill me up.

“That wasn’t an answer.” He ran his cock up and down her wet slit, threatening to never thrust it inside her. It was blackmail, and she fucking knew it.

“I don’t know,” Danica cried, her legs trembling. She bit her lip, closed her eyes then became aware of his cock gently entering her pussy from behind.

“This is all I’ll ever give you, Danica.” His voice grew dark and serious. “Tell me this is enough for you.”

She moaned a non-answer again, trying to push onto his cock. That only encouraged him as he reached forward to grip her mass of hair, drawing her head back. The way he touched her—dominant, controlling—was so fucking hot.

Because he knew she wanted it. He knew she wanted him to take care of her.

He knows how much I want him.

Pulling her long locks back, he leaned down to whisper in her ear as he pushed all the way up her wet pussy.

“Be good and I’ll reward you.”

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