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She bites down on her lip so I lean in and suck on it.

“I’m not sure you’re the one giving the orders around here. After today, talk like that and you’ll get punished. This is your first and only free card.”

“Oh, punished?”

“Hmm, mmm, however I see fit.”

I sit up and study her. The way her chest rises and falls in anticipation. The goosebumps running up her arms.

“I’m not giving you a safe word.”

“It’s fine. I trust you won’t hurt me.”

Do I trust myself with her?

“No. We will start with colors. Red means stop. Yellow, you need me to calm down, green is carry the fuck on. Got it?”

“Do you, er, do this a lot with women?” she asks quietly.

“I have a past. But recently, no.”

Before my face got fucked up, that was a lifestyle. No emotions, no girlfriends, just an outlet.

“Hmm. Okay. And yes, colors work fine for me.”

“Such a good girl.”

“Fuck,” I mutter, trailing my hand down her chest. I grab her breast and squeeze.

“These are mine.”

I untie my mask and toss it to one side of the bed. It’s a relief. A step closer to showing her the real me.

Dipping my head in, I take her rosy bud in my mouth and suck. She pulls in a sharp breath and pushes her chest out.

I move between her breasts and lick her soft skin all the way down to the hem of her panties. My mouth almost salivating at the thought of tasting her.

Peeling her panties over her legs, I debate putting them in her mouth, but I don’t want her to be quiet. I want to hear every noise that escapes her.

I push her legs further apart, I hold them down as I line my face up with her pussy. Pressing kisses on the inside of her thigh, I alternate between each leg, getting closer to her glistening cunt.

"So fucking wet for me, gorgeous,” I say and kiss her there.

“Oh.” She almost sounds surprised.

So I do it again, this time, I suck after.

Spreading her open with two fingers, I lick her from her clit to her entrance.

“You taste divine.”

When I look up, a blush is spreading up her neck and she’s biting on her lip, with her fists clenched above her head.

“Color?”

She flattens her knees into the mattress and pushes her hips up and I slowly circle her clit with the tip of my tongue.

I know the answer.

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