I’m not done, not by a long shot. After disposing of the condom, I undress. Quickly. Really quickly. So quickly I actually surprise myself.
Skye gasps.
She stares into my eyes and then drops her gaze to my semi-erect cock sans condom.
“Move to the head of the bed,” I say. “Lie on your back and grab two of the rungs of the headboard.”
She widens her eyes and continues staring at me. Will she obey?
“Now, Skye.” My voice is firm.
She hastily scoots backward as I demand, rests her head on one of the pillows, and grabs the headboard.
“I’m not going to bind you,” I say.
I almost never bind a woman the first time, unless she asks for it. I want to ease Skye into my world slowly. I don’t want to scare her. I want to entice her.
Will she let her guard down? Will she relinquish her control to me?
As if she’s testing me, she lets go of the headboard and meets my gaze, hers on fire.
Yes, I expected this. Someone as focused and driven as Skye will resist. I won’t punish her for defying me.
Not yet.
“Grab the rungs,” I say calmly but darkly.
“No, I won’t. You can’t tie me up.”
“I think I just said I wasn’t going to.”
“I—”
“Grab the rungs, Skye. Now.”
She grabs the rungs.
Nice. I didn’t have to prod her. She obeyed my last command instantly. I warm inside. This will work. I’m determined.
“Good,” I say and scoot on the bed so I’m straddling her, my cock dangling at her mouth. “Get me hard again. Use that sexy mouth of yours.”
She parts her lips—God, she’s fucking hot—and slowly trails her tongue over the bottom one. I push my cock between her lips slowly, letting her go at her own pace. When I hit the back of her throat, I’m only a little over halfway in. She lets go of one rung—
“Don’t let go!” I say through clenched teeth.
She quickly re-grabs the rung.
Nicely done, Skye. Mental binding is the ultimate test of submission. After tonight, I’ll know if she fits in my world. Full introduction takes time, and with Skye Manning, I’m suddenly willing to invest all kinds of time.
I want her that badly.
I still move in and out of her mouth slowly. My erection has returned in full force. I could stay in her mouth forever—that’s how good it feels. That’s how much I love watching my cock slide between those sexy lips, feeling the soft pressure, the warm wetness. A good blow job will suck the life force out of a man, bring him to his knees. It’s a fucking art. Skye may not be the most experienced, but my God, she makes up for it in enthusiasm.
She worships my cock with her mouth.
And it’s driving me wild.
So wild that I must stop, or I’ll shoot down her throat.