To know that I had the power to make him feel like this.
My chest heaved, and I sucked harder, running my tongue over his tip.
There was a very slight salty taste to him, but otherwise, he didn’t really taste like anything. But fuck if I wasn’t turned on.
He leaned over and cupped my pussy, massaging the lips and eliciting a moan from me, which I’m sure he felt.
“Fuck, do you know how good this feels?” he asked, quickening his hand movements.
If it were anywhere near half as good as it felt when he ate me out, then I would say it felt like something akin to heaven.
I hummed my response, and he squeezed my pussy.
“I’m gonna fuck your mouth,” he gritted out. “Just lie there and let me.”
I frown a bit in confusion.
Not do anything?
He smiled a little, and slapped my pussy a few times, which had me closing my legs.
He tsked. “Nuh-uh. Be my good girl and keep your legs open.”
Ah, fuck.
I opened my legs, and he pulled away from me.
I let out a small whine in protest, which died almost instantly when he started to fuck my mouth with his cock.
Oh, fuck, fuck,fuck.
He thrust his hips, his cock moving in and out of me.
This really shouldn’t do anything for me, but just knowing how much this was affecting him and I—
Fuck.
It was doing everything to me.
He pushed deeper inside me until I was gagging around the fat tip, my eyes rolling back, and I fisted the sheets beneath me.
The sound I made seemed to make him want to lose control even more, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he came.
My skin quivered, starting near my belly and spreading, and I wanted to rub my legs together so badly.
I wanted a way to relieve the pounding ache that was already starting against my pussy, but his words stopped me.
I must have a praise kink, because I wanted to be his good girl much more than I wanted to come.
He gripped my hair, drawing my attention back to him.
“Fair warning, I’m gonna come,” he gritted out between his teeth. “And I want you to swallow every single fucking drop.”
I hummed my consent, and I felt him swell. My eyes widened from the feeling before something wet hit my tongue.
He let out a shout and came inside my mouth. That slight salty taste was back, though not enough for me to really notice, and I swallowed.
My back arched as I took more of him in my mouth, some escaping from the side of my lips.