Page 63 of The C Agreement

I hadn’t given him a blow job in this position yet and definitely not restrained. I licked my lips and opened my mouth.

Pre-cum was leaking from the tip of his dick as he pulled it out of his boxers, and just the sight of his thick length had my core practically dripping.

Cade shifted his stance, bringing his shaft closer, but paused and looked up at my bound hands. “If you need me to stop or pull back, clap.” Then, before waiting for my response, he pushed his cock into my mouth.

He moaned, and when I swirled my tongue over his head to catch his essence, he muttered, “Fuck.”

Gripping the headboard, he gently began to fuck my mouth. I was ready for him to go full speed, but he took his time before pushing his entire length into my throat. Immediately, he pulled back, but with each new thrust, he held himself there a little bit longer.

When he must have been satisfied that I was okay and wasn’t going to stop him, he let himself go and enjoyed the moment.

In this position and in the middle of a sunny day, I read every little expression on his face, and it was making me so wet that I could feel it on my thighs. I feared the comforter of his bed was soaked.

I hadn’t come from giving Cade head without the vibrator, and I didn’t think I would be able to, but with each stroke of his shaft, I squeezed my inner muscles, bringing me closer to my own orgasm.

By this time, we were both breathing deep, and I knew Cade was close.

Without thinking, I dropped my knees open and rotated my hips.

Cade yanked his dick from my mouth, reached back, and slapped my pussy.

A sound that was a half-gasp, half-moan burst out of me.

This was new.

I liked it.

“I didn’t say you could come.”

He didn’t often make me wait to orgasm. He was usually demanding that I climax, even when I thought I couldn’t.

I clenched my hands into fists, and I didn’t say the word that would make him stop.

“Good girl,” he said, and I whimpered.

Grabbing his cock, he pushed it between my lips once again and rocked his hips back and forth.

“You know what to do when I come.”

I nodded carefully so as not to hit him with my teeth.

Recognizing the sounds he made before he came, I waited for him to slide completely between my lips. But just before he hit his release, he drew his shaft almost all the way out until only the mushroom head remained.

He looked down into my eyes and exploded. His cum sprayed my tongue with the force of his orgasm, and I tasted all of him as I swallowed.

He lowered his lids as his body relaxed. When he opened his eyes again, he moved his body down and over mine.

“You did good, Rayne.” He kissed my neck and sucked on the skin on my shoulder until I squirmed under him.

“You’re going to leave a mark.”

When he lifted his head, he looked down at my collarbone and smirked. “Oops.” His tone said the opposite.

He shifted lower and did the same thing to the inside of each breast and both nipples, although the nipple action was purely to turn me on. Traveling south even more, he kissed down my stomach and pushed my legs wide. As with my upper body, he left marks on each of my inner thighs.

I was one big hickey, and I should be mad, but I was so ready for him to fuck me that I was about to beg.

“Please.”

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