Page 71 of Ruling Scar
I hold her up, snaking a hand around her waist, and pulling her against my chest. She makes a startled noise, her eyes opening when I push my erection into her stomach.
I shouldn’t be so turned on by her surprised confusion. There’s constant amazement on her face, though. When she speaks to me or when she gripped my cock.
Her startled apprehension turns me the fuck on.
As with all good addictions, the logical side of me chips away.
I break away from her, secretly pleased by how her face crumples at the loss of contact. “What did I say about fucking this mouth?”
Her lips part, her blush growing. “B-but you said. . . I’m not sleeping over tonight.”
“Semantics.” I press her shoulder, guiding her to her knees. “Now, take my cock out.”
She freezes.
“I know you’re not afraid of my cock, Leonora.” I unzip my pants but move no further. Waking up to find her curious will forever remain one of the top moments of my life. “In fact, I think you’re growing addicted to it.”
She shakes her head, refusing like always. “I’m not addicted to your dick, thank you very much.”
“God, I love it when you’re stubborn.” I’m not joking, my dick takes it as a sign to grow harder. “But you’re going to have to learn.”
I see her fighting it. The confusion and the interest. She embarrasses easily but God I love watching her struggle.
She pulls my trousers down and then a second later, tentatively hooks her fingers into the waistband of my briefs. My cock springs free and her chest rises. She squirms, her thighs rubbing together.
“Wrap your hand around it,” I order. “Good girl,” I praise her when she does, noticing the pink satisfaction along her cheeks at the words.
Wrapping a firm hand around hers, I help her jerk me off.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth,” I tell her.
“I. . .” She stares nervously at my dick.
“Open your mouth.”
There’s a flicker of hesitation but she opens her mouth, shyly waiting for her next order.
“Tongue out.” She’s such a good girl, sticking her tongue out, her brown eyes impossibly wide. I pinch the tip of her tongue, pulling slightly. Her brow creases and her head moves forward. She’s in my control.
“You’re going to suck me off now.” I tenderly tuck a piece of hair behind her ear while demanding she put her warm wet mouth to use.
I let her explore and groan when she takes me into her mouth.
The slow, tentative licks are torture. She has no idea what she’s doing and when her eyes meet mine she finds a hard blank mask. It’s better she know she’s dealing with the devil rather than a gentle lover.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth now.” Her eyes widen when I grab her hair. It’s time she finds out what I like. “It’s going to hurt and when I come in your mouth you’re going to swallow every drop.”
I don’t give her a chance to process the final words. I thrust all the way in, muffling her mixture of moan and scream. The noise spurs me on and I thrust in harder.
She lifts her hands around my thighs, but I tut.
“Hands down.”
They drop to her side and the submission brings out the beast. She really shouldn’t be so pliant. It gives me lots of ideas.
“I’m the only one allowed to fuck this mouth. Do you understand, Leonora?”
She nods around my cock and my fingers tighten in her hair at the sight of her. I’m a selfish man. I’ll do whatever I have to, to get this woman on her knees for me.
