Three Hard Lessons (Blindfold Club 2)

“Slower,” he commanded or pleaded.

Unfortunately, it was too late with my aggressive nature. I liked it too much. My hand latched at the base of his cock and began to move in concert with my mouth. I went faster, too. His quick and labored breathing, occasionally interrupted by a moan, made me crazy wet.

“Okay, so I guess you want me to come now.” Like he was talking aloud to himself and annoyed with me. It was hot. I hollowed out my cheeks with sucking as I tormented him, enjoying every inch of his skin inside me.

I pulled off of him again, my lips just against his damp, swollen column of flesh that was as hard as a diamond. I was on fire and his eyes were oceans I wanted to drown in.

“I love the way you taste. Do you like fucking my mouth?”

The oceans turned dark and his tone was frosty. “I told you not to stop.”

I grinned. Holy hell! There was a dominant side buried inside Dom that had just revealed itself. Harsh hands seized my head and forced my mouth back down on him, and I moaned in ecstasy. I loved to be dominated and disciplined.

With his

hands trapping me, he took control. His hips thrust into my mouth, beating his cock against my lips and deeper toward the dangerous threshold of my gag reflex. I tried to relax the muscle. I’d been training to deep throat but it was better if I had control when doing it.

“Suck that cock,” he ordered. “I’m gonna fill that mouth. Get ready.”

I let loose another moan, this one dripping with approval, humming it.

There was a stream of obscenities from him as the hard muscle inside me flexed. Hands jerked my head up and down in rapid, uneven strokes as thick, hot liquid pooled in my mouth. His whole body shuddered as he came, a low and long, deep moan in his gravel voice. It looked like every muscle in Dom was tense, from the thick cord of his neck all the way down to his flexed feet.

The orgasm that rolled through him finally seemed to pass when he came to a stop, and his breathing evened out.

I swallowed and slowly pulled off of him.

The hands in my hair were gentle, angling my face to him, stroking the glossy strands back out of my eyes.

“I didn’t mean to be like that,” he whispered. “I don’t know where that came from.” He looked guilty.

“Really? I though it was hot.”

He didn’t look like he believed me. I put a hand on his knee and pushed up to stand before him. We made quite a pair. Him naked except for the suit pants bunched at his ankles and me naked beneath the open suit jacket.

The white chair made no noise when he sat forward. He reached down and set his palm against my calf, and began to drag the tough skin of his hand up my leg, up the curve of my body.

“You are stunningly beautiful.”

My breath caught in my throat. That wasn’t the kind of compliment I was used to. “Uh, thank you.”

The hand dragged up on to my upper thigh, lifting the suit jacket as it reached my hip. Fingers pressed me forward and he buried his mouth in my flesh, his tongue dipping into the recess of my belly button. I blew out a breath, clamping down on my control. He was going to need to recover before we got to the really good stuff, even though I wanted it all now.

Strong, manly hands were inside the jacket. They roamed over the small of my back, down to my ass, fingers drawing me forward. He wanted me closer. I put a knee on the chair armrest.

“Something you’ve never told anyone else,” I said. “You never answered me.”

He said nothing. Had he not heard me? Maybe he was too focused on my bare and wet pussy right in front of his face.

“I’ve never been in love,” he said.

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Dom’s hand on my ass followed the curve around my hip, moving to the front, raking his fingernails over the skin as it went.

“There was a girl,” he said, “I was with for more than two years. I told her I loved her, but I don’t think I did.” His hand hovered right above my slit so the heat soaked into my body where hair would be if it hadn’t been waxed away.