Page 20 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

“Y-yes, my lord,” she squeaked.

“Good girl.”

He rolled her nipples between his knuckles and kissed her again, his tongue darting in and out of her mouth. Her pussy swelled, and she desperately wanted him inside her. She trailed her hand down his chest and caressed his cock over the soft linen.

He sucked in a breath. “God, I want you, Anna,” he growled behind clenched teeth. “I want to fuck you so hard you feel my cock in your throat.”

Another jolt of electricity shot to her clit at his forceful words. “Please, my lord...”

He grasped her jaw and kissed her hard. “Not yet. But I would love to feel my cock in your mouth.”

She smiled brightly. “May I, my lord?” She waited for his nod and then scrambled off his lap to kneel between his feet, yanking the ties loose. His magnificent cock spilled toward her. Being careful of the piercings, she wrapped her hand at the base of his shaft and ran her thumb up his cock, followed by her tongue. Devin moaned and she repeated the motion several times before bringing the head to her lips. Slowly, she sucked him into her mouth, not stopping until he was fully in, filling her throat with his glorious thickness. He moaned again and grasped her hair. She swallowed, tightening her throat around him, and he moaned again. Her heart warmed in her chest, knowing she was pleasing him.

She pulled back to get a breath and then swallowed him down again.

“Oh, Baby... God, you suck me so fucking good.”

She swallowed him down several more times, then wrapped her hand around his shaft and began pushing him in and out of her mouth to simulate fucking. Just as she had been taught, she sucked him in and released on the way out.

“Oh, fuck . . . That feels incredible . . .”

She stroked his balls tenderly and his moaning grew louder. They tightened up against his body, ready to erupt, but she softly pulled downward, keeping him on the edge. His thighs trembled around her and he groaned loudly. “Yes, Baby, like that...”

She moved quicker up and down his shaft until a moan erupted deep in his chest and grew louder until it erupted into a primal growl, his cum rushing into her mouth. Anna eagerly swallowed every drop.

Devin gave a last shudder and cradled her head. She knew not to move until he released her, so she continued to suck gently on the tip of his cock. The tremors running through his body subsided and his cock softened. Anna glanced up, his cock still in her mouth. The front of his tunic was damp from sweat. His eyes were closed and his head leaned back against the chair, lips parted. After a few more minutes, she ran her tongue around and into the slit at the tip of his cock, which seemed to jolt him back to reality.

He grasped her upper arms and pulled her into his lap. “That was more incredible than the other day. Did Jack teach you that?”

She nodded against his chest. Master Jack had taught her everything. Perhaps something good had come of his training. Would she have pleased him so much had Master Jack not been so relentless in his pursuit of perfection?

“Fuck.” He ran a hand through his hair. “That guy deserves a fucking medal.”

Anna smiled as she lay against his chest. He was happy, and she was content to have made him so. She skimmed her fingers over the exposed skin above his neckline as he played with her hair.

“Your hair is so soft, I can’t let go.”

She leaned up and kissed his neck. “Thank you, my lord.” She lay her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, enjoying the gentle touch of his hand on her head.

Slowly, the noise of the room filled her ears again, and she remembered they were in a populated room. How could she have forgotten where she was? She buried her face in Devin’s neck.

“What’s wrong, Baby?” He tugged on her hair.

“I forgot where we were.”

Devin chuckled. “Mmm. I think they enjoyed the show. You just made every man in the room incredibly jealous of me.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely. No one makes me react like that.” He looked deep into her eyes. “No one.”

Her stomach clenched. “Did I do it wrong, my lord?”

“Oh, no. You did it all right. I meant what I said as a compliment, not as a criticism.”

“Oh.” She let out a sigh of relief.

“You made me lose control. And I never lose control. These men know who I am. What you did to me spoke louder than any words I could have used to describe how extraordinary you are.”

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