Page 92 of Surrender to Me
He ties it in place, and the fabric is soft, surprising me. Then he checks to be sure that I can’t see anything.
Gently he sweeps a finger down my cheek. “Are you needing to say the word yellow? Or are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Even though I whisper, I’m surprised to realize that I’m sincere.
“Good. Now tip your head back.” Quieter, he adds, “Stick out your tongue. And remain in position, no matter what.”
I twist my fingers together, and I open my mouth.
The vulnerability is exquisite, and my chest heaving from the unknown.
Within a few seconds, he places the tip of his cock on my tongue. He’s firm, warm, salty with precum. “Taste me. I want you to know what you do to me.”
As much as I can, I nod and lick away the precum, finding the act exhilarating.
That I can bring such a powerful man to the edge…
He feeds his fingers into my hair, makes a fist, then tugs my head back just a little farther. “Open wide for me, Allie. I’m going to give you my cock. And you’re going to take it like a good girl, aren’t you?”
Being unable to answer, look at him, or see him sliding his cock into my mouth is overwhelming.
And because I can’t answer, there’s no way for me to let him know that I’ve never done this, never been this bold.
But his gentle rhythm, not too deep, reassures me. I trust him, even when he has me like this, completely helpless.
He pulls back a little. “Circle the tip with your tongue, then press your tongue against the underneath.”
When I do, his moan is raw, and I love that I’m pleasing him.
“That’s it.” Then he cups my head and begins gently fucking my mouth.
He strokes in deeper, and tears stream down my cheeks, not from pain but from the freedom, the wildness of this act.
Being this helpless is turning me on.
I’m lost in him, in what we’re sharing, in my sounds combining with his pleasure, the feel of the cool air, and the darkness, even though my eyes are open.
Suddenly I’m desperate for connection.
I reach forward and grab hold of his thighs.
A dozen times I’ve wondered who I am, but all of a sudden, I know that I’m loving who I’m becoming. Bolder. More confident. A woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to explore.
“That’s enough.” He stops before coming, pulling out, leaving me panting, blindfolded, sensing his presence like a tether.
“You’re amazing, Allie.”
His words are my anchor as he removes the blindfold.
I blink the world back into focus, and he’s watching me. When our eyes meet, an electric current passes between us.
“I meant what I said. You’re amazing, my precious submissive. Thank you for that.”
He eases a thumb across my swollen lips, wiping away his saltiness.
My chest is heaving as I smile up at him.
“You doing okay?”
