Page 46 of Bartholomew
“Good girl,” I smirked. “Now stay right there until I tell you otherwise.” I shifted away from her, standing next to the bed.
“Utter perfection,” I breathed, taking in her beautiful submission. “You listen so well. Now, come here, babygirl,” I urged, beckoning her with a crook of my finger. She obeyed beautifully, standing before me beside the bed. I cupped her face in my hands, kissing her soundly on the lips. Her confidence had soared already. Her lips opened under mine, her tongue joining mine to tease and titillate. My fingers twined in the hairs at the nape of her neck, holding her to me.
“I want to taste you,” she reiterated, her eyes begging for exactly what her mouth was hungry for.
“Kiss lower,” I commanded, hissing as her kisses moved down my body. With an enthusiasm I was not expecting, she took me into her mouth.
“Yes, babygirl. Just like that. Taste me,” I groaned, feeling her take more of me into her mouth. My sounds urged her on, and she took me deeper. Her eyes lowered, focusing on her motions. Her tongue licked and laved as she explored me.
“Do you like the taste of me, babygirl? Do you like how I feel in your mouth?” She looked up at me once more, barely nodding her head as she moved faster. The way her tongue cupped the underside of my shaft, the way the tip grazed the lower edge of the head right at its most sensitive part, had me weak in the knees. Her warm wet mouth enveloping me so sweetly–it was almost more than I could take. My hands found their way to her hair, gently brushing the wild waves back from her face so I could see her more clearly.
“You have no idea how good that feels, baby. Suck just a little for me,” I coaxed gently, tilting my head back and groaning when she obeyed. “Yes, just like that. Fuck!”
Her eyes shut as I gently rocked into her mouth. Barely any movement at all, but fuck me sideways. She moaned around my length.
“Like that, baby? Do you like when I thrust into that pretty little mouth of yours?” I teased. She responded so fucking well to my words. I let them flow freely from my lips, spurring us both on. “That’s it, Delilah. Just relax and enjoy. I can feel the way you enjoy my cock in your mouth. Don’t you, babygirl?”
She whimpered — fucking whimpered — around my cock and I swore under my breath, doing my best to hold back my own orgasm. I was nowhere near ready to climax yet, and I would be damned if I did so in her mouth. At least, not this time. Don’t think about that right now, Ollie.
Her tongue licked around the head of my cock as she began to move faster. One of her hands gripped around the base, and my pleasure soared to new heights with the combination of her sweet mouth enveloping me and her saliva-slicked hand stroking me. Her own moans joining my own. I looked down at her, unable to take my eyes off of her, and noticed her own hips were rocking back and forth.
“Are you turned on for me, babygirl? Is that pretty little pussy all wet for me?” Her hips squirmed under my words. Delightful.
“I wonder just how wet the floor is beneath you. Is there a puddle of arousal dripping onto the floor while you suck my cock, babygirl?” I teased. My voice was so low it was almost a growl. Her hips moved around circularly, searching for something to slake that hunger I could tell she felt.
“Eyes on me, pretty girl,” I commanded, groaning when she followed my instruction. “Reach a hand down to that pretty pussy and touch yourself for me.” Her eyes widened almost comically, which looked fucking incredible as her lips stretched around my cock.
I watched as her eyes fluttered shut as her finger delved between her folds.
“That’s my babygirl. Just like that. Find that swollen little nub and touch it just as I did. Just the same way. Nice light flicks and circles.” I groaned loudly as her moans vibrated around my cock.
“A little faster, baby. That’s it,” I coached, pushing her further while my hands fisted lightly in her long locks. I wanted nothing more than to thrust into her mouth until I came down that pretty little throat. Christ, this woman had me on fire!
I could feel the beginnings of my own orgasm deep within my groin. I pulled her back and off of my cock by her hair gently. Her eyes looked up at me, mouth wide open and eyes dilated with desire.
“I need you, babygirl. Right now.” I slipped my arms under hers, lifting her off of her knees and shoving her onto the bed in one swift motion. I crawled over her, desperate to have her.
“Ollie, please,” she begged. God, yes! As she scooted back across the bed, preparing for me to join her, I grabbed hold of both of her ankles, yanking her back towards me.
“Yeep!” she squeaked out as I pulled her clear to the end of the bed.
“Right here, princess. Right fucking here.” I pulled her legs wide, my head dipping down to her warm pussy and lapping at it once again. “Christ, I can’t get enough of your taste, babygirl. Can’t. Get. Enough.” I punctuated each word with a swipe of my tongue against her drenched folds punctuated each last word.
“Ollie, please. Please!” she cried out, her thighs clenching around my face. I pulled away regretfully. Well, my tongue was regretful. My cock was chomping at the proverbial bit to slide inside her sweet depths. Her hands reached for me, and I went to her, yearning for her. “Please make love to me,” she pleaded.
“Your wish, my command, beautiful girl,” I promised, lining my cock up to her opening. Her heat was near blistering against the head of my cock. I took a deep breath, steeling myself against the orgasm that I knew would come far too quickly if I were to plunge into her depths the way I wanted to.
I felt her tense at the feel of my cock between her folds. My hands moved up and down her inner thighs, soothing her.
“Eyes on me, firefly. Eyes on me.” Her eyes found mine and didn’t waiver. What a good girl.
Slowly I pressed forward, letting the head of my cock slip inside her slick opening, and holding it there for a moment. I let her adjust to the feeling. Being inside of her even this much was absolute bliss, and I reveled in the feel of her inner muscles clenching around me, almost pulling me in deeper.
Her eyes fluttered partially closed as she stretched around me.
“Holy fuck, you feel good,” I groaned. I moved slowly, sliding a bit deeper then pulling back out a bit. Then deeper again, nudging my way into her to ease the way and make it as pain-free for her as I could. I knew that it was important to take this slow and gentle, but Jesus, I wanted to find Valhalla in her pussy.
“You feel… oh, mercy! Ollie!” she exclaimed, her eyes widening at the feel of our joining.
