Fire In His Eyes (Secrets & Seduction #1)(19)

I grabbed his t-shirt, the one I had worn to sleep in, off the bedside table and marched into the bathroom to finish the task he had set before me.

I turned on the shower and laid the supplies he had given me on the edge of the tub; when the water was hot enough, I stripped out of Victors’ t-shirt and got in. I did the job, and when it was done I was as bald as, well, Victor. I did notice that the skin was very sensitive and the sensation of the water coursing over me felt unusually good. I washed my hair while in there as well, and rinsed my body carefully to ensure there were no strays. I stepped out of the shower, and dried myself off, combed all the tangles out of my hair, and wrapped in a towel I emerged from the bathroom planning to get dressed. However, Victor obviously had other ideas. I discovered him completely naked lying on the bed, and music playing from his bedside radio. My heartbeat jumped frantically to see him lying there waiting for me. The look in his eyes told me everything I needed to know for the moment, and I dropped the towel.

His body glistened from the overhead light and the sun shining through the window. He sat against the pillows, his hands folded behind his head. “Come here Monica,” he beckoned me with his rough words as the fire jumped in his eyes. I went around to his side of the bed, my legs shaking in anticipation. He looked at me and inspected our handiwork. “Good job, baby,” he complimented. He reached for me with his hands, took both of my hands in his, and rubbed them together. I was startled slightly because his hands were oily and warm, and then he spoke softly. “I want you to suck my cock. Have you ever done it before?” My mouth went dry, and I shook my head in the negative. “Good, because I will teach you how to do it the way I like it.”

The oil was warm I noticed as he continued to massage it into my hands, he swung both his legs to the floor. “Take off my shirt and kneel before me, please.” I did and my face was mere inches from his enlarged cock. I noticed for the first time that he too was completely hairless. It made me smile. I guess this made it fairer. “First, hold me and rub it, stroke it, but don’t squeeze it too hard, and look up now and again at me, so you can see how much you are pleasing me.” I followed his directions to the letter. He leaned back a little from the side of the bed carrying his weight on his arms that were positioned slightly behind him. He smiled when I looked up the first time. “Now swirl your tongue around the tip a few times and keep stroking with one hand, mmm, that feels good, support yourself on the floor with the other hand if you need to.” I did. I looked up again, his eyes were half-closed and heavy-lidded but he watched me still. I could see the ice of his eyes on fire. “Now, open your mouth wider, Monica, and take me into your mouth a little deeper each time. Yes, your mouth is hot. Lower your hand to the base of my penis. Just use your thumb and forefinger and stroke me up and down, that way you can get more of me into your pretty, f*cking mouth, yes, that’s it. You’re a natural, baby,” he groaned his pleasure. Hearing his excitement and passion had me really turned on. I was making him feel these things. I stroked faster as his groans became more consistent. “Suck me, baby, that’s it,” he encouraged. “Faster. Deeper. Yes, I love f*cking your beautiful mouth.” And then, “Now, slower,” he ground out. “Make it last.” One of his hands fisted in my hair, so that he could then control the pace. I sucked his cock, and twirled my tongue around it, licking it like it was an ice cream cone. I kept peering up into his beautiful eyes, glittering eyes. He tasted like salt, and his dick was massively hard underneath the velvety skin as I continued to stroke and suck. I rubbed the tip of his cock back and forth across my wet lips and saw that he liked that a lot, and he grinned his approval at my initiative. He stopped giving me directions, and I just used my instinct to guide me, but kept peering up at him to see if he approved. His moans and encouraging words were not enough; I desperately needed to see his eyes. I sucked him again, deeper, all the way to the back of my throat, and continued to stroke him with my index finger and thumb that grasped him like a vice. I sucked his dick for twenty, maybe thirty times like that, breathing through my nose. All the while he groaned my name; he would say oh yes, or baby, or suck it. I was so turned on because he was enjoying it so much. It made me feel powerful. All of sudden his hands were out of my hair, and around my waist; he lifted me onto the bed on top of him, but then spun me around so I was facing backwards. “Keep sucking,” he pleaded. I bent down and did. He rubbed my ass, and inserted a finger there. It felt strange, but good. “Tight,” he murmured. He pulled on my feet until I was lying on top of him with my feet by his head. His finger then slid into my *. It was wet, and sent me soaring, as he inserted first one, and then two long fingers. He finger f*cked me while I sucked his cock and it made me so much wetter, I kept deep throating him, and was enjoying every minute of it. He rolled to the side taking me with him, his cock deep down my throat. I felt his warm breath on my *, and sensitive without the hair it felt exquisitely delicious as I groaned around his cock in my mouth. He pulled me a bit higher and then his tongue found my sweet spot, circled my engorged clitoris, and flicked it with his tongue, two, three times. I twisted and began to buck and shake, but kept sliding my hand along his shaft, sucking and twirling my tongue around the tip. His groans were muffled as he ravaged and ate my *. He devoured it. I exploded. It felt like everything inside me shattered. He screamed then too, as his semen flooded my mouth, and I drank it, barely tasting it, a little salty, and slimy in texture. “Oh, f*cking yes, no, stop, too much.” I was still sucking his half limp dick and he had to pull me off him, and spin me around. His face was wet with my juices, and he used the back of his hand to wipe it off before claiming my lips for a quick passionate kiss. It was short, we were both still panting, and he pulled me to him and just held me until our heart rates returned to a regular beat. My head was on his chest, and I could hear his heartbeat pounding in my ear until it returned to normal. After a minute he chuckled. “Holy hell, batman, you can suck my dick anytime. You are a quick learner.”