Page 13 of Savage Princess

She keeps licking for a few moments more, swirling her tongue teasingly around the tip, rubbing it around the edge of the crown, testing what spots make me groan and which make me jerk and hiss, her lips curling up in that satisfied amusement when she can tell something feels particularly good.

“And what if I don’t want to tease?” she whispers, pulling back a little, and another of those jolts of lust shoots up my spine.

I’ve never been a man who worried all that much about an afterlife—I’ve left that to men like Max. But the things this girl makes me want to do—I might have to talk to him about forgiveness when all this is done.

My hand curls around the back of her head, fingers tangling lightly in her silky hair, resisting the urge to make a fist and drag her mouth down the length of my cock. With a more experienced girl, one who I knew liked it, I would have. But not with Elena. Not yet.

There shouldn’t be anot yet.You already shouldn’t be doing this, and you definitely shouldn’t be thinking about when you’re going to be doing it again.

It’s a clear sign of just how fucking lost I am right now.

“If you don’t want to tease me,” I murmur, feeling desire sparking over every inch of me as I look down at her full lips rubbing against the very tip of my cock, “then suck my cock, Elena.”

Her eyes go wide, and Ifeelthe ripple of arousal that goes through her at that. She leans forward almost instantly, those perfect lips parting and sliding around my cockhead with a sensation so exquisite that my knees nearly buckle. Her tongue slides down the underside of my shaft as her lips encircle me, and I feel the pressure as she follows my instructions to the letter—and starts to suck.

She’s still a novice; there’s no doubt about that. I feel the light scrape of teeth here and there before she manages to curl her lips over her teeth again, and she loses her rhythm here and there, but it doesn’t matter. The way she looks up at me as she slides down my cock, the way her soft moans hum against my straining flesh, the way her fingertips press into my thighs as she takes me as deeply as she can, my thick length stretching her lips around me, all make up a sight so erotic that it nearly makes me come on the spot.

Elena reaches up, wrapping her hand around the base as she struggles to take me deeper, her tongue still rubbing against my sensitive flesh as she sucks, the tip of my cock finally brushing against the back of her throat. I feel her muscles flex as she swallows, fighting for more, and I stroke her hair gently.

“You don’t have to take it all,malysh,” I murmur softly. “Not the first time.”

Her eyes widen a little, as if she’s inferred exactly what those words are supposed to mean—that there will be a time when Idoexpect her to take every inch of my cock down her pretty throat. And then I see arousal flood her features again, and she sucks harder, staying down as long as she can before she finally has to slide back up.

Her hand keeps stroking as she catches her breath, tongue licking along the tip. I suck in a breath as she suddenly shrugs off her robe, leaving herself entirely bare in front of me as she kneels in the middle of the pool of coarse fabric. Her hand snakes down between her thighs, and I have a moment’s urge to tell her that she needs to ask permission to touch herself.

But I don’t. Introducing those sorts of things to her would mean taking on a different kind of responsibility for her, one that I’m trying very hard to avoid. Just as I’m trying very hard to avoid picking her up and carrying her to the bed so I can bury myself in her wet pussy and come there, deep inside of her.

Instead, I stay where I am, one hand gripping the edge of the dresser as I run my fingers through her hair while she catches her breath.

“Again,” I tell her firmly, when I can tell she’s ready. “Suck my cock,malysh. You want to make me come, don’t you?”

The words sound as if they’re coming from someone else’s mouth. I’d told myself I wouldn’t say such things to her, that I’d keep my distance, but I don’t know how on fucking earth I’m meant to do that when presented with such a temptation. It’s unendurable.

She nods, those wide eyes looking up at me, and she moans softly as she starts to slide down my cock again, one hand working between her own thighs. I can hear the slick, wet sounds of her fingertips working over her clit, feel the way she trembles and gasps as she takes my cock all the way to the back of her throat again, and I struggle to hold back, wanting it to last. I’m not ready for this to end yet.

It feels too fucking incredible.

I wait until I can feel her starting to tremble, her hand on my cock flexing as she comes close to her own orgasm, and then I let mine start to build past the point of no return. Ifeelher moan around my cock more than I hear it, as she slides up and down my shaft, sucking and licking until I’ve lost every thought in my head except how fuckinggoodit feels, how much I want to come down her throat, and how much I want her to come for me at the same time.

When her hand lets go of my cock, my tip brushing against the back of her throat as her hand slips between my legs to cradle my taut balls, I lose control.

“Fuck,Elena–” I groan, my hand tightening in her hair as I feel my cock swell and harden, pleasure throbbing through me. “I’m going to come—if you don’t want me to come in your mouth—”

I lose all ability to speak as her lips tighten around my shaft, her cry of pleasure lost as I feel her starting to tremble, the wet sounds of her fingers rubbing frantically over her clit as she comes filling the room, and my groan of pleasure joins it as she takes me as deeply as she can, and I realize she means for me to come in her mouth.

She’s going to let me fill her mouth up, and swallow—

Fuck.My knees nearly buckle at the sensation as the first wave hits me, hot cum jetting out over her tongue and filling her mouth as I cling to the edge of the dresser, overwhelmed with the pleasure, with the realization that she’s coming too with my cock in her mouth, and as I see her start to swallow my cum, her throat working convulsively, I’m certain that I’m going to fucking die here and now.

It feels so fucking good.

She keeps sucking, her tongue lashing against the underside of my cock as she swallows every drop of my cum as it fills her mouth, her lips tight around me, and I have to pull away as the sensation becomes too much, still stroking her hair as I slide my cock out from between her lips.

“Fuck–” I breathe, and she looks up at me with those wide eyes, clearly wanting praise.

“Was that good?” Elena whispers, her tongue swiping over her lower lip as she licks up the last drops of my cum clinging to it, and somehow I feel my cock twitch all over again with arousal at the sight.

“It was fucking incredible,” I tell her, still trying to catch my breath.

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