Page 79 of I Accidentally Hired a Shadow Walker
Fifteen. That was how many times the paddle made contact with my ass. Fifteen painfully sweet smacks across the ass, and I imagined how red I was, but I never said the safe word. I never felt like I was unsafe.
After he finished, the shadows moved across my flesh, cooling the sting left behind like aloe to a sunburn.
“Good girl,” he hummed approvingly. And then, the shadows stood me up. His hand was there, caressing my ass as he kissed my neck and shoulder. “And what do you say?”
I’d been in this situation before, though never on the receiving end. Still, I knew what he expected. “Thankyou, Raymond.”
“Let’s continue,” he whispered, and then the shadows lifted me in the air, flipping me on my back to look at the ceiling. My legs were open, and when I looked down my body, Raymond’s face was perfectly positioned between my thighs.
He’s going to eat my pussy while I’m floating?
How the hell could I not be excited about that? My head fell back as he started. The first stroke of his tongue against my clit had me vibrating. I turned my head to the side and saw him stroking his dick with his hand, and my mouth watered again.
He caught me, once again, looking at his dick. He stopped eating my pussy and licked his lips, which were lifted in an inquisitive grin. “You want that?”
“Yes,” I said, eyes moving back to his dick, which faded away. There he was, looking like a damn ken doll, all smooth in the crotch. “What the-?”
“Look up,” he instructed.
I did, and there, floating above my face, was his dick, big, imposing, and throbbing.
“Holy hell.” I can’t lie, I cringed a little. It felt like the dildo in the back of my closet had crawled out of its box and attacked! Damn me for preferring the one that vibrates!
“Open your mouth,” Raymond said firmly.
I glanced down at him, nervous. All I could think about was his dick sliding so far down my throat, I couldn’t get it out. How would that sound? Here lies Jericha Brown, death by swallowing an entire dick while in a floating shadow hammock.
“Trust me.” He tapped my ass lightly.
Hesitantly, I opened my lips and watched in a strange mix of horror and anticipation as his dick slowly slid into my mouth, just the head. The tip of hisdick touched my tongue, and I salivated. He tasted of sunbaked earth and cool, clear water, like the flavors of a warm summer day.
My nervous ass just floated there, mouth open, dick just sitting on my tongue as I catalogued the flavors like it was a wine tasting.
“Suck my dick, Jericha.” I felt him shift his weight, and his dick moved in and out of my mouth carefully until I responded.
I wrapped my lips around him, feeling the veins pulsing against my tongue, and sucked. It was slow at first, but he encouraged me with each thrust. He reached deeper into my throat until I gagged on his length. When he went too far, I put my hands up to push him back, and though I couldn’t see him, I felt him. I noticed then that my hands had partially vanished. I stopped sucking and looked down, and I could see my palms against his thighs.
After that, knowing I could control his thrust, I went in, sucking, slobbing, pulling him deeper into my mouth. I reached my arms out, moving through the shadowed void, and grabbed his ass as I controlled the motion. His hands gripped my sides, and I felt him seizing. The smokey taste of his cum, drips that told me I almost had him, filled my mouth.
“Damn it!” he cried out, and I continued. “You want this cum?”
“Yes,” I mouthed around his dick then went into vacuum mode.
“Fuck!” His hands found my tits, and he held them like handlebars as he unloaded down my throat, trembling until the last drop. Then, his dick faded from my mouth.
I swallowed the smokey flavor happily, a triumphant smile on my face quickly replaced by shock when Raymond tested me again. His hands were back on my ass, his mouth on my pussy, and then one finger slid into my ass. I knew what it was. He wanted to know if Iwould let him.
I gave him the silent cue and pushed my hips back, thrusting my ass against his hand, encouraging him to explore my body more. He responded with a low chuckle against my pussy before he stopped licking me. He stepped away as the shadows that held me in the air flipped me back over and carried me to the chair by the window.
The shadows placed me on the chair knees first so my ass was in the perfect position for what he wanted. I looked back at him in anticipation of his approach. With each step, he stroked his dick, and it once again grew to attention. When he reached me, he placed his right hand on my ass, still stroking himself with his left. His thumb slipped into my pussy first and then found its way back to my asshole. He smiled when a moan escaped me.
“You want it?” he asked.
I nodded.
“I can’t hear you.” He stuck his thumb in deeper. “I want to hear you say it, Jericha.”
“Yes, I want you,” I said.
