Secret Indiscretions (Carson Cove Scandals 2)

“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “You’re just taking a break—have a sip of wine—and hand me my drink.”

“I…” There was obvious confusion in her eyes.

“Do it.” I firmed up my tone. “Tonight, you simply obey.”

“Okay…” She did as I asked and looked up at me.

I waited for several minutes before I finally let Melanie wrap her lips around my cock again. She was trembling—quivering—I could practically hear her heart beating in her chest. She was so turned on that she would have probably orgasmed if I touched her through her panties. The anticipation was eating her alive, and it was a gorgeous sight. I never realized how erotic and beautiful that dynamic could be, but I was beginning to wonder if I hadn’t tapped into something inside of myself that wasn’t going to fade away when the night was over. It had always been there, but it had been a long time since it had an opportunity to try and flourish. Melanie tried to make me come—she used her tongue on the bottom of my shaft—and tried to go faster—but I stopped her when I got dangerously close for the second time.

“It’s time to take another break.” I put my hand on her shoulder, but instead of pulling my cock away, I pushed it deep into her throat. “This time, you’re going to stay just like that—without moving a muscle. I don’t even want to feel you breathe.”

Fuck, this may be worse for me—it still feels amazing.

Melanie managed to slow her breathing down—she struggled—but she did it. I was able to tell from her body language that I had tapped into everything she was craving when she said she wanted to be punished. It wouldn’t undo the mistake she made at the office, but damn if I wasn’t ready to sacrifice another client just to have another night of her beautiful submission—and we hadn’t even really gotten started yet. After I was satisfied and the edge had worn off the climax that was building, I let her start moving her lips on my shaft again. It was getting harder to hold back—she barely managed to take my cock into her throat a dozen times before my balls ached. Making her keep my cock in her mouth definitely didn’t pull me far enough away from the release that my body was starting to scream for.

“Stand up.” I stopped myself seconds before I erupted. “Remove your dress.”

I’m just buying precious seconds at this point.

“Okay.” She nodded and pushed up until she was on her feet—then started removing her dress.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. I was wrong when I said you were the prettiest girl in Carson Cove—pretty doesn’t do those curves justice,” I exhaled sharply. “Turn around—show them to me—slowly.”

“This is not making it any easier…” She turned, and I saw that her panties were absolutely drenched.

“I want to kiss every inch of your body—except where you want it most.” I reached out and grabbed the front of her panties once she was facing me.

“Fuck…” Her knees trembled, and her whole body shook.

“You said I was being too delicate.” I twisted her panties around my fist. “That you weren’t—fragile.”

“I didn’t know how to tell you what I wanted…” she exhaled sharply.

“I know what you want now.” I twisted her panties until I heard threads popping. “I won’t be gentle.”

“Oh god…” She tensed up as the threads kept ripping.

“You won’t need these tonight.” I gave her panties a jerk and ripped them from her hips. “Back on your knees.”

Melanie’s panties hit the floor a second before her knees did. She wasn’t going to have anything to rub against her pussy—not even fabric. I buried my cock in her throat and removed her bra while she sucked—then I started playing with her nipples and turning them into hard nubs. That made her squirm even more. I had held on as long as I could. There was no way to prolong it. Her mouth felt too good—her tongue was trembling, even when she wasn’t trying to use it to massage the bottom of my shaft.

“Alright, I want those lips to touch my balls—I’m about to come.” I put my hand on the back of her head.

Melanie didn’t hesitate—she was as eager for my release as I was. I pushed my cock into her throat, and she used her tongue to push me over the edge. The cum had been pent up for so long that it surged through my shaft faster than I expected—and exploded in her throat like a cannon. She swallowed it as fast as possible, but still choked before the last eruption of seed had saturated her throat. It was such a powerful release that it felt like all of my strength had been sapped in an instant. My hand fell away from her head, but I fought against the need to relax for a couple of minutes. She was still teetering on the edge, and I had to keep her punishment going until it had been properly delivered.

“Okay,” I exhaled sharply. “Tell me what you want—do you want to come so many times that you scream—or beg for your first one?”

“I…” Melanie leaned back and tried to tell me the truth, but it was too hard for her to get the words out—we both already knew which option would be worse—she just had to say it.

“Don’t lie.” I tilted my head to the side.

“This is—agonizing.” She trembled. “I need to come.”

“Turn around.” I motioned to her and reached for her torn panties.

Melanie did as I said, and I pulled both hands behind her back. The tattered remains of her panties wouldn’t secure her wrists if she fought to get them off, but they would do the trick. If anything—knowing that she could escape while being forced to restrain herself would be even worse than being tied with something more secure.

“I guess you’re not going to let me come, are you?” She moaned when I pulled the makeshift restraint tight.