Page 59 of Savage Assassin

“That’s what every man wants to hear,” I force out between gritted teeth, with a little bit of much-needed humor. I can feel myself throbbing in her fist, so close already, and now my self-control is being used up for something else–to make sure this isn’t over too soon.

If I’m going to overstep yet another boundary I’ve set for myself, I might as well make sure I get to fucking enjoy it.

“I’ve never seen anyone else.” Her hand strokes me again, experimentally, and she shifts, nudging my legs apart on the blanket so she can kneel between them. “Does this feel good?”

Her hand slides up as she asks it, palm sliding over my swollen cockhead, and I let out a sharp hiss of pleasure as I nod, momentarily unable to speak.

“What about this?” Her hand tightens a little, sliding down to the base in a long, slow stroke that has my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

“That’s perfect,ptitsa.” I groan, a low sound deep in my throat as she slides her hand up and down again, over the taut flesh. “Slow–just like that. That feels fucking incredible.”

“I want to make you feel good, too.” Her teeth sink into her lower lip, as if she’s concentrating very hard on stroking my cock. It’s so fucking adorable that I would have kissed her if it didn’t mean that she’d stop–and also that it would put her into a position far too easy for me to end up fucking her in.

If there’s one line I can’t cross tonight, it’s that.I can’t fuck her. I have to stop before that happens.Not that it likely will matter–with the way she’s touching me, I’ll finish before we can get that far.

She strokes me for a few moments longer, her fingers teasing along my length as she traces the pulsing veins, her thumb finding the soft spot beneath my tip and toying with it until my hips jerk and thrust into her hand, my entire body shuddering from the pleasure. And then, just when I think I’m going to lose my mind from the teasing, she leans down, brushing her lips over my cockhead, and IknowI’m going to lose my mind.

“What about this?” she whispers, and I can’t find my voice for a moment.

“Yes–” I manage finally, my hand fisting in the blanket as the other rises up to touch her hair, stroking the silky fall of it as her lips brush over me again, her tongue flicking out to lap up some of the pre-cum still dripping. Her lips part, sliding down over the tip of my cock as her tongue swirls against my sensitive flesh, and I forget how to speak–until her teeth catch on the edge, and I let out a grunt of pain.

“I’m sorry!” She pulls back, her hand still closed around my shaft, and the last fucking thing I want her to do is to stop.

“It’s alright,ptitsa,” I murmur, my fingers running through her hair. “It happens.”

“I want it to feel good for you–”

“Oh, it does,” I assure her, a small laugh catching at the back of my throat. “It feels fucking incredible.”

“Will you tell me what you like?” Her voice is hesitant, uncertain, but she’s still touching me, her hand moving along my length in a slow slide that threatens to make me forget how to speak again.

“I’ll try,” I tell her hoarsely, swallowing hard as her palm slides over my tip again. “Just go slow,ptitsa. Slow feels just as good–maybe even better.”

“Like this?” She leans forward, her lips brushing over me again, this time over my cockhead and beneath it, her tongue flicking out to tease that soft spot until I gasp. “Was that good?”

I nod, my hips jerking as she does it again. “That’s good,” I manage, trying to find the ability to speak as she takes the tip of my cock in her mouth again, her tongue making circles that I don’t think she has any concept of how good they feel. “So good–”

Elena lets out a low, satisfied hum that vibrates over my flesh and makes my hips jerk again, and I have to fight not to thrust into her mouth. I don’t want to make her go any faster than she’s comfortable with. I let her slide down a little at a time, slowly, as she takes me inch by inch into her mouth until my cockhead brushes against the back of her throat, and she jerks back, coughing a little.

“That’s alright,” I tell her quickly, giving her a moment to recover. “You don’t have to take it all.”

“I want to,” she insists, and I laugh hoarsely, my cock throbbing in her fist. I feel like I’m being fucking edged, she’s getting me there with such a perfect, torturous slowness, and I’m both desperate to make it last forever and to come all at once.

“What you’re doing feels amazing,” I tell her gently, my hand still stroking her hair as she dips her head again, tongue swirling around the tip before she starts the slow slide downwards, sucking me a little more firmly this time.

I can feel her getting a little more confident, her hand moving at the base of my cock as she sucks and licks as far down as she can before I reach the back of her throat. It feelstoofucking good, and I know I’m going to come before very long. I don’t know how much longer I can stop myself from letting go.

“I’m almost there,” I murmur as she slides up again, her tongue still flicking all the way up the underside of my cock, and driving me insane with pleasure. Her blowjob technique could best be described asexploratory, but I’m enjoying it every bit as much as I have every woman who knew how to suck my cock like a professional– maybe more, because Elena is clearly so delighted to be learning how. “I’m so close–fuck, Elena–”

I breathe her name as my cock throbs, dangerously close to the edge, and she takes that as a sign to double her efforts. Her hand tightens around the base, stroking me as much in sync with the rhythm of her mouth as she can with her inexperience. The combination of her enthusiasm and the warm, wet pleasure of her mouth drives me to the very brink.

“Elena–” I warn her, wanting to give her time to pull back before I can’t control it any longer. “I’m going to come–I can’t–fuck,I’m coming, I–”

To my astonishment, she doesn’t stop. She slides down a little more, sucking my cock as if it’s the only thing she wants to be doing, her hand moving along my shaft as I throb and pulse between her lips. I feel her jerk with surprise when the first hot spurt of cum coats her tongue, but she still doesn’t stop, and when I feel herswallow, I’m completely fucking lost.

I come harder than I have in years, groaning her name aloud as my hand flexes in her hair, struggling not to grip it too tightly as my hips jerk and buck. I do everything in my power not to shove my cock down her throat as I fill her mouth with my cum, and she swallows every fucking drop.

My entire body is shuddering with the force of the orgasm, and she keeps going, licking every drop of cum off of my cock until I finally grasp her arm, breathless and over-sensitive.

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