When she reaches for my belt buckle, I let her. My cock throbs for her touch. I hold my breath when she slowly pulls down my zipper. Her eyes look to me for approval, and I barely manage to eke out a tortured, ragged, “Yeah. Do it.”
“Let me taste you,” she whispers. “Please, Tavi.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I sit on the edge of the bed, and she falls to her knees in front of me. Eagerly, she licks the tip of my cock, stifling a moan. I fist her hair and force her mouth harder down my shaft.
“Touch yourself while you suck me,” I order. I thrust in her mouth with a groan. Fuck.
I close my eyes, basking in the feel of this. I’ve lost count of how many blow jobs I’ve gotten, but nothing, nothing, compares to this. She licks and sucks my shaft and weighs my balls in her hand, then she suckles the head of my cock. I’m drowning in the hot, seductive feel of her mouth on me, the way she bobs her head, eager to please me. I reach for where my belt lies on the bed.
“Don’t you fucking stop,” I warn her. Her eyes widen a bit when she sees the leather dangling from the buckle in my fist, but she keeps going, keeps pleasing me. I fist her hair and move her head up and down. I’ll fucking relish every second of this.
“Jesus, baby,” I groan, then my voice trails off in Italian when she does something magical that makes my cock spasm and jolt. I lift the belt and slap it on her naked ass. Her mouth tightens on my cock.
“Keep sucking,” I order, then slap her ass again with the belt.
Sex is the ultimate domination, second only to spanking her. I’ll have Elise’s submission if I have to whip and fuck it out of her. Hell, I’ll enjoy every damn second.
She groans, rocking her hips while her fingers work her pussy, sucking my cock as I fuck her mouth and lash the tip of the belt against her ass. We work ourselves to a frenzy until her eyes flutter closed and I can tell she’s about to come.
She won’t own the climax, not now. Her orgasms belong to me.
I stop my hips and drop the belt. “On the bed. Get on your knees.”
She hastens to obey, flopping on the bed, then rushing to her knees when I slap her ass. Her eagerness is a definite turn-on. I love her pert, pink ass, kissed with the tip of my belt. I kneel behind her and reach my hand to her breast. I love the way she moans. I love the way she gives this all to me. The pretty pink petals of her pussy are slick and welcoming when I drag my cock along her heated red ass.
“Fuck baby,” I groan, when I feel her wet, tight pussy. I tease it with the head, and she arches her back, silently begging for more. “Jesus, sweetheart. You’re perfection.”
I glide my cock through her damp folds, then slowly tease her entrance. The walls of her sex clench around me, and I have to hold myself back when she gives a genuine moan of delight.
She heaves a sigh. “This. God, you feel so good.”
I feel good? I’m so damn primed after the blow job. I rest my torso against her, framing her body with mine, sink into her and build a slow rhythm. I savor the feel of her pussy milking my cock, the way my balls slap against her naked, hot skin.
I love the way her soft, gorgeous curves yield to me like a gentle caress. I love the way she’s as eager as I am. I love the way she’s giving fully into this, without a trace of holding herself back.
I thrust and savor her moans, the way she rocks her hips. I finger her heavy breasts that drag along the bed when she arches her back and weigh them in my hands.
“You’ve got a greedy pussy, don’t you?” I whisper in her ear. “I should whip you for that.”
“Think you already did,” she says, rocking with me as I thrust over and over.
“That was a warm up.” She gets turned on by being spanked. I’m gonna have fun with that. I slap my hand against her thigh, making her moan even harder. “They say pain heightens a climax.”
“Oh?”
I slap her ass again, and again, never slowing my thrusts as her skin blooms pink. I reach for her throat and wrap my fingers around the delicate skin. I remember pushing her up against the wall, choking her. She hated it then. Now, she gasps. When I release her throat only long enough to stroke it, she bends her head back and kisses my arm.