Page 48 of Dominated

I couldn’t dominate.

I couldn’t come.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” His tongue returned to my clit, the movement so unhurried that I could cry. “I could blow on you right now, and you’d come.”

“Ah!” I yelled when he tried.

His presence alone in that delicate spot was enough to make it happen. And it started—the drumming was dull at first, intensifying as he focused on the top, side to side, gradually adding more power.

A tingling was beating in my navel, all the way around my back, sinking into my thighs. An ignition that revved with each lick.

But he read me.

He knew.

And the moment he stopped, I gasped, “Bale!”

The cold air was like a punch to the face.

“Open your mouth.” He moved around to the other side of the table, inches from my face. “Stick your tongue out.”

I did as he’d ordered. The sound of his belt buckle filled the silence, his zipper lowering, his suit pants falling to the floor. His cock was in his hand.

That beautiful, perfect, long dick.

He pumped his fist over it several times, staring at my lips before he brought it closer. “Just lick it.”

I flattened my tongue, the same way he had done to me, and went from the base all the way to his crown. The taste of his skin made me moan. The hardness made me throb. The look in his eyes made me beg, “Please.” I swallowed, needing his bead of pre-cum in my mouth. “Please let me have more.”

“An inch,” he said. “That’s all you get.”

He aimed the tip at my lips, and I surrounded it, running my tongue around in a circle while I sucked.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his voice like steam releasing from a teakettle. “Suck that fucking cock.”

I wanted to go lower.

The desire to feel him in my throat, to take in his thrusts, to watch him orgasm, to swallow a mouthful of his cum was overwhelming.

But I couldn’t disobey his order.

Not while I was in this room.

So, I took in as much as he allowed, licking around his rim until he popped his cock out of my mouth.

“Goddamn it, you’re good at that.”

He crawled onto the table, straddling my face, running his dick across my forehead, over my nose, pausing to tease my lips, and then he continued his journey down my body until his tongue was on my clit.

“Fuuuck!” I yelled

I was there.

Even quicker this time.

Especially because his tongue was moving at a speed he hadn’t given to me yet. It was as though a battery were hooked up to his mouth and he’d turned the setting on high.

“Ahhh!” I shouted.

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