The Virgin and the Beast (Stud Ranch 1)

“Is that right?” His voice is low. Predatory.

He sits in the chair in front of me. “I’ve missed playing with my favorite pet. It’s been far too long.”

I swallow hard, my sex clenching as moisture gathers. “Yes, Master.”

I think he’ll start with the sandwich but instead it’s a glob of pudding he shoves in my mouth.

“Suck,” he commands, voice harsh.

I suck for all I’m worth.

He hisses out a low breath

.

And then he does something rarely does. I hear the sound of his buckle being undone and then, my head still down, I see his pants drop to his ankles.

My breath gets short in anticipation. Usually these dinner games always end with him dragging me upstairs. To the bath or the bed.

I wait for his finger to descend with more chocolate.

Instead, his chair scrapes on the tile as he shoves backward from the table. He grabs my upper arms and pulls me forward.

“Suck,” he growls.

And that’s when I see he’s coated the tip of his long, glorious cock in chocolate pudding.

I don’t need any more encouragement. I lean forward, about to eagerly gobble him up when I hesitate at the last second.

Instead, I extend the tip of my tongue and lick the chocolate just from the very tip of his slit. He hisses and his cock bobs toward me.

My core starts to melt at seeing his reaction and my sex gets even wetter. If I was wearing panties, they’d be soaked. Tentatively, I lick all around his crown.

Teasing licks.

Tasting then retreating.

“I said, suck,” he says.

But when I continue to nibble and smear my lips with chocolate and his essence without ever fully taking him into my mouth, he simply sits back in his chair and watches me through hooded eyes.

The only way I know I’m affecting him at all is the occasional hitch in his breathing and the way his cock jumps every so often under my torturous explorations.

“Goddammit,” he finally whispers, and I realize his fingers are white-knuckled on the side of the chair.

Only then do I bob my entire head down on his cock and swallow him so deep I’m choking on him. But I love it, knowing I’m driving him absolutely insane after the long session of teasing him.

I massage his balls as his hands come to my hair.

I think he’s going to hold me down while he starts pumping up and down into my throat, but instead, no, he’s getting my attention to lift me off of him.

I raise up, a little confused.

“Ride me, Precious.”

His pupils are blown with lust and that’s when I realize his cock is longer and harder than I’ve almost ever seen it.

“Oh,” I whisper as he lifts me by my waist and settles my aching sex down on his huge cock.