Unbreakable (Unrestrained 4)

“Lick me,” I said, my voice low.

She inhaled and laid her hands on my thighs, then leaned forward. As I watched, her tongue slipped out between her perfect pink lips and lapped at the head of my cock. I gasped at the delicious sensation while her tongue slid along the rim and then sampled the slit, where a drop of fluid glistened.

“All over,” I added and groaned when she lapped the entire length of my cock from base to tip.

She ran her wet lips up and down my length, stopping to lick the head before moving down to the base of my cock once more. Soon, my cock was wet with her saliva, and was rock hard. I ached to shove the head past her lips and deeper, but wanted to take it slow.

I enjoyed delayed gratification.

“Take the head in your mouth and suck,” I ordered and she complied immediately, her wet velvety lips and tongue surrounding the head. She sucked, careful to protect me from her teeth, pulling on and off the head slowly and deliberately the way she knew I liked.

I loved watching her mouth stretch to accommodate my cock’s girth, and close around the tip as she pulled off.

“Deeper,” I said, and was rewarded with her taking more of my length into her mouth until I felt the back of her throat. She pulled off, making sure to suck when she did, and I moaned, a jolt of pleasure from the head of my cock to deep in my groin.

“Stroke me while you suck the head,” I said. She did, starting a slow, teasing rhythm that I knew would soon build me to an orgasm if I didn’t stop her.

Soon, I did stop her, even though it was so sweet. I was intoxicated by her mouth, by the sight of her on her knees at my feet, how her mouth stretched around my considerable girth, how her eyes were filled with desire.

I knew she’d finish me without a thought, swallowing my come, but instead, I pulled out of her willing mouth and lifted her up, pulling her over to the bed so that she bent over the end and then I fucked her hard and fast until I reached a point where I knew I’d come with a few more strokes, a deeper thrust or three.

“I’m going to come,” I managed to hiss as the pleasure started in my balls and washed over me, white hot and blinding. She kept thrusting back, and while I felt guilty for coming before pleasing Kate, by then I was too far gone and I went over.

”Oh, fuck,” I cried out as my orgasm began and the first spasm struck. I gritted my teeth and thrust slowly as I ejaculated, my hands gripping her hips, my eyes closed tightly.

God, I loved her…

Later, as we lay in bed in the darkness, a satisfied weariness enveloping me, she snuggled up to me, her head on my chest, my arm around her shoulder.

“You didn’t make me come once, Master D,” she said, and I could hear the playfulness in her voice.

“I know,” I said and stroked hair off her forehead. “I feel incredibly guilty.”

“Don’t,” she said. “You know I like it.”

“Aren’t you aroused? Don’t you need to come?”

She shook her head. “I’m slightly swollen and achy, but it feels good. I like it when you occasionally use me.”

“Shall I order you to finish yourself?” I said, arching my brow.

“No,” she said and ran a finger down my chest. “Like your dragon, it will go away in a while. Besides, I’ll look forward to tomorrow when you feel up to more.”

“You know damn well I’ll feel up to more tomorrow,” I said and tried to hide my yawn. “If I weren’t so tired, I’d want to eat you. In fact, I planned on eating you and making you come once with my mouth and then once with my cock, but you seduced me into something different.”

“I seduced you?” she said, narrowing her eyes, fighting to hold back a smile. “Other way around, Sir.”

I put my finger against her lips, for I didn’t want the ‘Sir’ to become too playful and joking or else she wouldn’t mean it.

“Don’t,” I said softly. “Save it for when we’re really in scene. Otherwise, it’ll become nothing more than a joke or a tease.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice soft. “I didn’t mean…”

I shook my head. “Don’t apologize. It’s okay. D/s is fun, enjoyable, but you have to feel it or it’s just an act. It’s fun to me, but it’s not just an act. I don’t pretend to be dominant.”

She nodded, her expression thoughtful. “I think I know what you mean. I want it to be real. To feel real. Not a game.”

“Exactly. People often pretend it’s a game because they haven’t completely accepted that they like submission. They feel embarrassed so they pretend it’s just a game, but it isn’t. It is real. It has meaning. We don’t have to always be in scene when we have sex, Kate. In fact, I want us to feel free to do vanilla as well as kink anytime either of us feels like it, but kink is special. I want it to stay that way.”