Page 33 of Rediscovering Rubi

“Fuck, baby. You’re killing me.”

“Not yet,” she answered, smiling.

“You’re enjoying having some power over me, aren’t you?”

“I am. But I’m about to enjoy it a lot more. And, I think, so are you.”

She bent and held her face mere inches from his cock, and even through the cotton fabric he could feel the heat of her breath. She grabbed his thighs and squeezed the muscles there, then his inner thighs, making his dick jump. Then she reached for the waistband of his briefs and, inch by inch, slipped them down until his erect cock sprang free. When she brushed a feathering kiss over the tip, he thought he’d lose his mind.

“Lord, babygirl. What are you doing to me?”

She did it again, just barely touching his hard, needy flesh, and his blood pounded in his ears. In his dick.

She slid his boxer briefs all the way down his legs and tossed them on the floor, then moved back in, her mouth so close, if he let his dick twitch it would touch those soft, plush lips. He tried to hold still, since she was having so much fun with him—and he was enjoying it, too, even if the teasing was driving him mad.

She moved even closer and blew out a long, warm breath, bathing his cock in heat, something she’d done when they were younger and had the time to take sex slowly. But now it was obvious she was glorying in her power over him. And she did have the power. He was so damn hard, need pounding through his system like an ocean wave, too powerful to resist. She could do anything she wanted right now, ask anything of him, and he’d agree.

When she licked the head of his cock, he groaned.

“Ahhh…”

She did it again, then again, small flicks of her tongue, then she traced the underside of the head, licking so damn slowly, it was pure torture. And just as he was starting to squirm, she sucked the whole head into her mouth.

“Ah, fuck! That feels so good, baby.”

She sucked him as though she were nursing, almost, just sucking, sucking on the tip. When she drew her fingertips up the shaft, then back down to cup his balls, he nearly shot his load, the need to come a steady, hot, pounding of pleasure in his cock, his balls, even his belly. The need to wrap her up in his arms and just take her was so strong, it was all he could do to hold his cuffed wrists over his head, as she’d asked him to. And when she lowered her mouth over his shaft, sucking him down her throat, he had to bite his cheek not to explode.

She slid her mouth up, right to the tip, then sank back down on him again, taking his cock down her throat as she gently massaged his balls.

Fuck, he’d almost forgotten how good she was at giving head, how she’d always been able to deep-throat him. But there was definitely something about him handing over the control to her that was hot as fuck, making every sensation even more intense.

He pulled in a deep breath, trying to force himself to calm the fuck down.

“Baby, if you keep doing that, I’m gonna come in your mouth.”

She pulled off his dick to murmur, “If that’s what I want, then you will.”

He let out a low chuckle, loving how much she was enjoying being in command. In response she reached up and pinched both his nipples.

“Ah, fuck! I’m not the one who’s into pain.”

“And yet, your cock jumped, Logan. So, I think that point may be up for discussion.”

“Unh! Who can talk now?” he replied as she sucked on the head of his needy cock again, then pushed her tongue into the hole, sending shocks of pleasure arrowing deep into his body. “Jesus fuck!”

She let his dick go and stood up, slipping the chemise over her head, leaving her naked. Gorgeously, deliciously naked. He started to bring his hands down, needing so damn badly to touch her, but he caught himself as she raised an eyebrow at him, and raised his arms back over his head.

“Lord, you’re beautiful, babe,” he said, taking in all that fucking gorgeous naked skin, her beautifully full tits, the nipples erect as if they were waiting for him to touch them, suck on them.

“Tell me what you want, Logan,” she asked. Demanded.

“I want you,” he answered, hearing the rasp in his voice.

“Tell me specifically.”

Oh, she was getting better at this by the second.

“I want you to straddle my body, holding your sweet pussy over my cock. I want to feel how wet you are by letting your juices drip on me. Then I want you to sink down onto it, taking all of me at once.”

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