A Dom is Forever (Masters and Mercenaries #3)(82)

She leaned forward slightly, pulling him deeper into her mouth. Her tongue made long passes over his cock, awkward at first, but gaining in confidence with every groan he gave her. She licked from the crown of his cock down to the base and then back again. Every pass was a pure pleasure, pushing him further and further, closer to the edge. Her untutored mouth was doing what a deeply experienced one couldn’t, threatening to unman him. He could take a blow job for hours and not lose control, but he was close to coming now.

He hissed a little and pulled her head back. Her lips were swollen, shiny. “That feels so good, baby. Now use your hands and play with my balls. I like to have my balls cupped and rolled.”

She was delicate at first, one small hand gingerly cupping him. Her skin was so soft, her fingers surrounding him. She tugged and played, rolling them in her palm and pulling lightly until he was in control again. “I want to taste you, Sir.”

He wanted to give her everything. “Do it. Suck me dry, Avery. You don’t need me to tell you what to do. You’re perfect.”

She kept one hand on his balls and the other gripped his cock while she sucked the head into her mouth. She was so much more confident. Her tongue laved affection while her hand stroked him up and down, tightening around him like her cunt did. He shook a little as she placed the tip of her tongue right over his slit and delved in like she just couldn’t wait another second to taste his come and was trying to tempt it out.

All the while, she played with his balls, her hands and mouth finding a rhythm he couldn’t deny. His spine lit up, his muscles shaking as he held her head.

“Take me deep. I’m going to come, and you’re going to swallow everything I give you. You’re going to drink me down, girl.” He heard his accent coming out, but he couldn’t help it. When he was so close with her, it was almost impossible to deny.

Her mouth opened, allowing his cock to sink deep. She groaned, the sound reverberating along his cock. Come bubbled in his balls.

He gave up any thought of teaching her. All that mattered was coming. He pulled at her head, forcing his dick in further and further. Her tongue swirled at first and settled into massaging the underside of his dick while she sucked, her mouth fighting to keep him in.

He felt his cock head touch the soft back of her throat, and he was done. The orgasm sizzled along his spine, his cock giving up wave after wave of come.

She took it all, licking his cock long after he’d finished, bringing a sense of sweet peace to him. His hand softened in her hair.

“Thank you,” he said. “That was beautiful, and now I want to pay you back.”

He lifted her up and tossed her lightly on the bed. He loved the look she got in her eyes every time he lifted her into his arms. A dreamy look crossed her face as though she couldn’t quite believe what was happening.

“I liked that,” she said with a little smile. “I liked how you taste.”

“I like how you taste, too. Spread your legs.” He’d wanted to tie her up, but he was too anxious to taste her again, to hear her cry and beg. His cock was already responding to the way she was laid out. “Show me.”

She spread her legs for him. Days of training seemed to have worked. He’d kept her naked every night, and at least once a day he required that she spread her legs and show him her *. It was a little ritual he demanded. When he gave her the words “show me,” she was to showcase that part of her that belonged to him.

He could hear her breathe as she let her fingers slip through her labial lips. She touched herself.

“Who does that belong to?” he asked, his voice rough.

“You, Sir. My * belongs to you.” Her head came up a little. “Can I see my cock?”

He felt a brilliant smile cross his face as he gave her what she wanted. He stroked himself back to life. “This is your cock, love. No one else’s. Now get that hand away from my * because if you make yourself come, I will punish you all over again.”

Her hand disappeared, going over her head in a flash.

Liam crawled onto the bed. He could smell her. He loved the way she smelled. The dim light couldn’t hide the fact that her * was coated with arousal. All that lovely juice and he was a thirsty man. He pushed her legs further apart, opening her up more before he took that first long lick.

Her whole body shook. He wouldn’t be able to spend hours here like he would prefer. She was too aroused, and he wanted her to come around his cock. But he could play for a moment.

He lightly twisted the perfect pearl of her clit between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a low moan from Avery. “Don’t come until I’m deep inside you.”

“Oh, god, Lee, that’s going to be so hard.”

He growled a little. “Don’t. Let me taste you, and then I’ll give you what you want.”

He speared his tongue up, f*cking into her cunt. Her taste coated his tongue, spicy and female, so rich he thought he might drown in it. He worked a hand under her, his fingers toying with the plug in her ass, pressing in and making her writhe under him. Her breath came out in short gasps as he let his tongue run the length of her *, sucking at her labia, drawing each side in one at a time. He licked his way up, darting the tip around her clit, never touching her, always teasing.

“Lee, please. Please.” Her whole body was quaking, but it was apparent she was trying so hard to follow his commands.