Page 36 of Blood & Lace
That was all I needed. I greedily nodded, willing to agree to any terms as long as he didn't pull away.
"Free my cock and show me you can do more than give me sweet words."
I didn't wait. I grabbed hold of his dress, moving it up and to the side. His cock was hard, pressing against the thin fabric of his panties. There was a prominent wet spot, and I leaned forward and sucked on it. The rough lace scraped over my tongue but it only added fuel to the fire of the need searing through my veins.
More.
Onyx let out a sinful moan that had my toes trying to curl in my loafers. I wanted to hear more sounds from him. I wanted to do things to him that no man had ever done. There was a need for me to be the only man my husband remembered in the bedroom.
I tugged down his panties and freed his cock, even that was cute. Slender and long. Pink with a red tip.
"Stop."
I froze in place, my mouth open and Onyx's cock a breath away from my parted lips. I was so close.
Please.A whimper ripped from my chest as need built, and my husband said nothing. He watched me intently as if seeing what I'd do.
"Tongue out," Onyx demanded.
I obeyed without thought. Whatever he wanted, he'd have. If he ordered me to go carve the heart out of the corpse on the ground, I'd do it in seconds and give it to him. Onyx tookhold of his cock, stroking it teasingly as if showing me what I couldn't have. Another whimper broke free. At some point it became impossible to keep them at bay. My need was burning a hole inside of me as I stayed perfectly still. No matter how badly I wanted to shove him back against the wall and swallow him whole, I ignored it.
Sweat beaded along the nape of my neck the longer I was denied him. It took physical strength to restrain myself. The longer it went the harder it got. My stomach flipped and flopped as Onyx moved slowly. He moaned softly as he played with himself in my face. He even slipped the heels back on as if to prolong my suffering.
How much more torture could I handle?
My fingers twitched at my sides, desperate to be on his skin again. I was dying, and I was certain my husband was enjoying it.
"Do you want to taste me?"
"Yes."
Onyx collected the bead of precum from his tip with his finger and held it out just above my tongue.
Drop. Please.
It would be nothing for me to close the distance and have him.
"Are you going to be a good boy for me?"
"Yes."
Onyx placed his finger on my tongue, and I sucked it in without hesitation. I rolled my tongue over his digit, trying to take everything I could from him. He pulled free with an audible pop and instead of his finger again, Onyx offered me his cock.
A growl worked its way free from deep in my chest. I moved forward, swallowing him whole. I groaned around his cock as it hit the back of my throat. My eyes closed only for a second before I forced them back open. I didn't want to miss a second of this. Ilooked up and nearly lost my mind at the sight before me. Onyx was watching me, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth, his cheeks colored in the most tantalizing pink hue.
I didn't waste a second as I swallowed around his cock, dragging a moan from him.
"Putain, il fallait que tu sois un bon suceur de bite."
More French rolled off his tongue as I bobbed my head up and down, loving the way his length slid in and out of my mouth. Saliva pooled and dripped down my chin. I groaned again around his cock, earning another short burst of French.
Onyx spread his legs as his hips began to thrust forward, forcing me to take him faster and harder. I relished every thrust even as my throat grew raw with the intrusion. I didn't give a damn even if I lost my voice from it. I didn't want to stop. I urged him to move faster and take what he wanted from me. I gripped his hips, my short nails sinking into his soft flesh.
Yes.
My hands moved on their own, and before I knew it, I was cupping his perky ass. It felt so good in my hands. I squeezed without thought. My fingers moved closer until I ran two of them over his hole. His entrance fluttered against my digits as if begging me to play. I pushed one in only slightly. Onyx let out a cry that nearly had me cumming. He shoved his cock down my throat and held the back of my head. My nose was pressed firmly against his pelvis. I took in shallow breaths that weren't nearly enough to fill my lungs. Air wasn't important as I continued to move my tongue around his cock and swallowed greedily around his length.
"Fuck, don't stop," Onyx moaned.
