Page 105 of Your Biggest Downfall
“Please. I’m at your mercy.”
If I only ever remembered Austin for one thing in my lifetime, it would be the way he made me feel good about exploring my sexuality. He made me feel safe.
I’d stopped hating him for taking my virginity the way he did a while ago.
“Good boy,” I murmured. I loved how confident I felt around him. Everything in my life could be falling apart, but he allowed me the control I needed, no, craved, inside the bedroom. “Sit down, put your back to the headboard.”
I threw the pillows aside as he followed my instructions. Even from where I stood, I could tell his cock was throbbing, and I wanted to taste him. After everything, he needed this as much as I did.
Before he could even adjust himself against the headboard, my mouth was on his cock and I was sucking on him like I couldn’t get enough.
“Nova,” he growled and grabbed my hair.
I popped off him. “No.” I shook my hair out of his grip. “You have to ask permission to touch me.”
“Oh, fuck me,” he moaned, rolling his head back and closing his eyes. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
I dropped my mouth back down, but his head rolled forward. “Can I please pull your hair, Nova?”
“Good listener,” I praised him. “You may.”
With that, I took him deep, sucking him dry as I swirled my tongue around the bead of precum. My nipples dragged against the sheets, igniting sparks of pleasure with every subtle movement. Even though he was buried at the back of my throat, filling me completely, it still wasn’t enough—I needed more of him, craved every inch.
He tugged gently on my hair, pulling me back just enough to pop off him. My lips were swollen, and I was breathless.
“Please turn around for me. I need my mouth on your dripping pussy while you suck me down.” His voice was low and laced with hunger.
“Lick me clean,” I whispered, my body trembling as I flipped around, positioning myself over him.
I hovered my mouth over his cock and gripped his strong thighs for balance. His tongue was relentless, circling my aching clit, tasting every drop as I gasped, the heat between us building into something unstoppable.
I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, stroking slowly as I lowered my mouth back onto him. With every slow, deliberate suck, I took him deeper, feeling his thickness slide over my tongue and down my throat. His groans vibrated against my core, the sensation making my thighs quiver. His mouth was insatiable, his lips and tongue devouring me as I struggled to keep my own rhythm. My hips moved against him on instinct, grinding into his face as he sucked my clit with a ferocity that made me lightheaded.
I hollowed my cheeks and took him all the way until he hit the back of my throat as his hands gripped my ass for support. Every stroke of my mouth, every flick of his tongue, drove us both closer to the edge, a perfect, aching tension building between us.
I pulled off him and reluctantly moved off his mouth. Until this moment, he was always in charge, but I wanted to take that back. I wanted to show him I’d been a good student and learned a lot from him.
“You can’t touch me without permission,” I reiterated. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.” He put his hands down to his sides as I swung around and hovered above his dick.
I was dripping in anticipation of him filling me up.
“Hands behind you,” I told him, and he raised his hands above his head.
I grabbed onto them and used them for support as I slowly lowered myself on him.
“You feel so warm,” he moaned, his fingers gripping my hand. “So fucking wet for me.”
“Tell me how sorry you are,” I cried as he filled me completely.
“So sorry, baby. I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” His eyes were wide as they searched mine.
I slammed his hands against the wood and thrust my hips forward. I raised myself up before slamming back down onto him, writhing with him.
He was so damn girthy that my entire core was being stretched to its limit.
“Holy shit,” I gasped, realizing how much control I had up here.
