Page 111 of Defend Me

The fight was clear in his eyes.

“Slow down,” I repeated with more authority.

He followed my instructions this time, but he made an annoyed sound. “I need to cum.”

“For me, baby.”

The look in his eyes was a mixture of agony and desire. He nodded, which made me smile.

“Tell me what you’re doing,” he said breathily.

“I’m stroking myself slowly and I have my thumb underneath my head.” He shifted his hand to do the same. “Only go from the ball of your thumb to the first knuckle.” His body jolted. “Keep doing it like that with your thumb in the crease there.”

“Fuck. It’s too sensitive.”

“It’s not. It feels so good, baby.”

Another one of those hoarse whimpers vibrated in his throat. My dick was so sensitive that it was almost too much, but I loved that feeling. It was a lack of control, a fervent need that forced my body closer to that blissful edge.

“Is your dick leaking, Tilian?” He nodded jerkily. “Use your thumb to spread it around.”

I watched him swirl it on his head and followed his movements with my own hand. Arching forward, I streamed spit onto his fingers.

“Oh, god.”

“Keep going slow,” I instructed. He let out a frustrated breath, but he did as I said. “Can you keep going for me?”

“I don’t want to.”

“It’d make me so happy, baby.”

“Have I told you that I hate you?”

I smiled as I moved my hips upward. My tongue traced my lower lip as I applied more pressure to my shaft. When I felt his movements speed up, I stopped.

“Slow,” I told him. “Don’t go faster just because you want to cum. It’ll happen and when it does, you’ll discover the true meaning of Nirvana.”

“Dramatic,” he grunted.

“Mm.” I stroked his chest, which made his breaths quicken. “You’re going to do this for me, baby. And there’s no going back once you cum.For me.”

“Fucking… Ah, god.”

I sat up and shifted him so that he was straddling my thighs. With our dicks in front of each other, it felt more intimate. I moved mine closer so it brushed his head.

“Oh my god. Brooks, fuck.”

“Say it again,” I murmured. “Please.”

“Brooks.” It came out as a breath, probably the last one he took for a long moment. His face pinched and his eyes squeezed shut as he came. The way gripped my ribs while he came made me feel connected to him.

When he started to draw full breaths again, he stared at the fingers that had been on his dick. They were completely covered in cum. It dripped down them in a slow, mouth-watering descent.

Taking his wrist, I brought three of his fingers to my mouth and felt my dick swell. He watched me, unblinking, as I sucked on them. When I was about to go for his index finger, he shook his head. I opened and he slowly dragged it over my tongue. He pushed it in again, so I closed my lips around it. Adding the middle finger, he thrust them back as far as he could. I moaned around them, so fucking turned on by the taste of him and the slight dominance he’d adopted in this moment.

Some people were squeamish about cum- women more often, in my experience. I thought it was a crime to waste a drop.

I bit down on his fingers as my muscles contracted. His eyes went from my face to my dick, then back again. The intense way he watched me made the whole experience more powerful. It was more intimate than anything I’d ever done.

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