“Angel…”
She looked up at him, head of his cock in her mouth, and the sight nearly undid him.
“If you can’t do this right now, we can stop.” Maybe she was having trouble transitioning from submitting to a spanking, to offering submission in a more active way.
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head, his cock head making her cheeks bulge out momentarily in a way that shouldn’t have been adorable but was.
Adorable.
He was momentarily dumbstruck at realizing he’d used that word, when he was definitely not the one who called things adorable unless he was mocking.
His distraction was short-lived when she popped her head up for a minute, licked her lips, and then took him deep in one swift movement.
Slowly Sofie built herself into a steady rhythm, her head bobbing up and down. Every so often, she’d gag slightly but didn’t stop. His concern for her muted some of his pleasure, but he couldn’t deny he enjoyed the feeling of her throat clenching the tip of his cock when she took him deep.
The pressure and heat, the wet sound, and best of all, the sight of her on her knees with his cock in her mouth had him breathing unevenly, his hips working in small movements to match the motion of her head.
“I need to be deeper.” He was balanced on the edge of orgasm, needing something to push him over. “Take a breath.”
She stilled, then inhaled through her nose. The head of his cock still in her mouth, the inner edge of her teeth barely nudging the crown.
Andrei thrust up as he pulled her head down, his cock hitting the back of her throat and sliding down. He felt her gag but held her there, pushing past. Her throat worked around the head of his dick, the parts of his shaft that had yet to feel her warm lips finally passing into the softness of her mouth.
The orgasm jerked through him and he pumped once as he felt the first spurts fill the condom, the tightness of her throat around him what he’d needed. But Andrei wasn’t an animal, and when he felt the pressure and push as she once more gagged, he pulled back so only the head of his dick was inside her. Reaching down, he worked his own shaft with hard strokes to finish out the orgasm.
He let out one final guttural sound, head tipped back, teeth clenched.
The ferocity of the orgasm surprised him. This was far from the most skilled blowjob he’d ever experienced, but it still rocked him.
Andrei looked down, kneading her scalp with the hand still tangled in her hair. He gently eased her head back, and when she hesitated, tightening her lips around the crown, he grinned.
“Greedy girl.”
Drool coated her chin, and there were damp trails down her chest too. He stopped her, gripping her wrist, when she went to wipe it away.
“Sir?”
“Not yet. We’re almost done, but there’s one more thing I want.”
She looked both expectant and patient, as if she’d wait for him forever.
Andrei stood and side-stepped, leaving her on her knees. With quick movements, he first removed the condom, taking it to the garbage can. Then he repositioned the trunk against the glass and relocked the wheels. He crooked a finger at her.
His angel started to rise, but he made a warning sound.
“No. Crawl to me.”
She shivered, then bent forward. Her hair was more gold than white in this lighting as she crawled toward him.
Andrei sat, scooting back as far as he could on the seat while still keeping his feet on floor.
She knelt between his spread feet, but he patted his thigh. Gripping one of his legs for balance, she rolled to her feet, then bent forward, clearly preparing to go face down over his lap once more.
He stopped her, instead turning her to face away from him before pulling her down onto his thighs. She whimpered when her abused bottom made contact with his lap.
Banding an arm around her waist, he gripped her right leg, hooking it over the outside of his own. Then he repeated the motion with the other leg, spreading her wide and keeping her that way with his own legs.
Finally, Andrei leaned back, shoulders and the back of his head against the glass. His upper body was reclined, and at least partially supported.