I eased up, giving her a little space. “Do as you’re told, and I’ll go easy on you, but if you make me strip you, your punishment will be worse, understand?”
After a moment, she nodded.
I released her, this time tucking the letter opener into a nightstand drawer. I took a seat on the chair at her desk and watched while she stripped off her clothes layer by layer, first her blouse, then the white shorts. She wore a matching set of white lace panties and bra beneath.
“Go on, Lucia.”
She unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor, that look of innocence now replaced by the same thing I’d seen last night: defiance.
That was good. I preferred defiant.
I’d work that out of her. Slowly, though. No sense in rushing the fun.
I waited for her to slide off her panties. Then she stood before me naked, her hands fisted at her sides.
“Come here.”
Reluctantly, she walked over to me. I took her hips in my hands and looked her over, my gaze on her breasts, those nipples hardening beneath my perusal, the slight hint of arousal making the air musky.
I swallowed and rose to my feet, my hands moving up to her waist. She remained where she stood, turning her face up to keep her eyes on mine.
I walked her to the bed, sitting her on it when the backs of her knees hit it. “Lie back, and open your legs.”
She stared up at me, and I worked my knees between hers, widening them a little, keeping my gaze locked on hers.
“I told you I’m not going to fuck you. I just want to see. Now lie back, Lucia.”
She did, slowly, watching me as I took her in. I knelt between her legs. She let me spread them and presented me with the beautiful sight of her pussy opening to me, the pink lips glistening, gaping, her clit swollen.
She was aroused.
I inhaled deeply, my cock ready to tear free from my jeans. I pressed one hand against her chest, covering a breast with my palm so I could hold her down as well as play with the nipple. I brought my mouth to her, felt her gaze on the top of my head as I dragged my tongue along her length, the sound of her sucking in a breath music to my ears. Her hands came to my head, and she pushed then pulled.
I looked up. “Spread your arms out to the sides.”
She obeyed, and I dipped my head back down to her pussy. She tasted as good as I imagined. Better. Fuck. She thrust herself against me, her cunt dripping as I sucked her clit, then licked her length, dipping my tongue inside her.
She moaned, twisting her body. I looked at her face while I worked the tight little nub. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip. I circled my tongue around the clit, and she opened her eyes, her face flushing pink when our gazes locked. I took her clit in my mouth, watching her, making her watch me until I brought her to orgasm, holding her thighs wide as she bucked beneath me, her hands on the back of my head now, pulling me tight to her until she was spent and begging me to stop, to release her.
“Too much.”
I grinned. “This is the punishment part,” I said, holding her down and eating her pussy again, making her come twice more, hearing her beg me to go on, plead with me to stop, all while I sucked that clit and licked every drop of juice from her cunt until I couldn’t take any more.
I rose to stand over her, my legs still between hers to keep them spread.
I looked down at her, her hair a tangled wet mess all around her, her face flushed, her limbs limp. I unzipped my jeans. When I did, her eyes went wide, and she startled, scooting backward. I caught her thigh and placed one knee on the bed.
“Stay.”
She made a sound, her forehead furrowing.
“I’m not going to fuck you,” I said again, knowing what she feared. But as I pushed my jeans down and off and began to rub the length of my cock, she stilled, swallowing, her gaze darting from my cock, away, then back. “Watch, Lucia.” She wanted to, I could see it on her face, and somehow, the thought of corrupting her innocence made me harder.
I fucked my fist while she watched, her eyes riveted on my hand working my cock. It turned me the fuck on to have her watch me, and I leaned into her, just touching the head of my cock to her folds, making her gasp and bite her lip.
“Fuck,” I said. “I love how you look at me, Lucia. And I love how you taste. How you come on my tongue.”