You Don't Own Me (The Russian Don 1)

‘Tsk, tsk,’ I tut, shaking my head sternly.

He grabs my chin. ‘I want to fuck your mouth.’ Still holding me he starts unbuckling his belt. I use both my hands to stop him. He is at the edge. His hold tenuous.

Feeling a bit like a porn star, I whisper huskily, ‘Let me.’

He stands there all golden and fiercely sexy while I unzip his trousers and out pops his thick, hard length. I get on my knees in front of his cock, and holding the smooth base, look at it. It is a warm, silky, beautiful thing. It could be a work of art.Pale as a cobweb, straight, and perfectly unblemished. Like a Dorian Gray portrait in reverse. The more he sins the more beautiful his cock becomes.

Then his hand is in my hair, and he forces my mouth to swallow all that beauty.

‘Take it, memorize it, the taste, the feel, the smell, because it’s going to be keeping your mouth busy daily now,’ he promises.

Looking up into his eyes I begin to suck him earnestly. I feel drunk off his taste.

‘Fuck, what a great mouth,’ he grunts.

He has no idea that I got dragged off by Stella to a Blowjob Attitude class where a woman with frizzy red hair started the class off by saying, ‘There are only two things you need for a mind-blowing blowjob.’ She ticked off her fingers. ‘’One: a mouth in working condition. Two: enthusiasm in spades. Of the two, enthusiasm in spades is by far more important. All the other little tricks of the trade I will provide.’

I unleash blowjob trade secret number one on Zane. I grab his hips and, leaving only about three inches of him in my mouth, simply roll my tongue. Round and round his cock, as if it is the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted.

‘Fuck,’ he swears.

I don’t want him to ejaculate just yet, so I slow things down a bit and start super-slowly licking the whole shaft from base right to the tip, always paying a bit more attention to the rim and slit at the tip. When he is least expecting it: I unleash secret number three. I impale my mouth on his shaft all the way into my throat until my nose is in that dark nest of hair. I stare up at him hungrily.

He looks down at me with such possessiveness that it makes his face look dark and wild. ‘You clearly love sucking cock,’ he growls. ‘Let’s see how good you really are. Lie on the desk and hang your head over the edge so I have full access to your throat.’

He pulls me to my feet and guides me to his desk. I quickly position myself across it and hang my neck and head off the edge.

‘Open your legs,’ he instructs in a super-crazy hot voice.

I do as I’m told, aware of just how obscene I must look, but reveling in his total dominance. Looking down at my nakedness, his face full of lust, he takes his jacket off and from one of its pockets removes the remote to my vibrator. He throws it on the desk.

‘Open your mouth,’ he orders, and when I do he grasps my breasts and pumps his cock directly into my throat.

‘Look at you,’ he says almost proudly. ‘My cock is balls deep in your mouth.’ He pushes his hips in and starts fucking my mouth in earnest.

‘Suck me. I’m going to fill your stomach with my cum.’

His hands leave my breasts. Suddenly the vibrator goes on full.

‘Ahhhhh … fuck’

He starts thrusting into my mouth even faster.

‘That’s it, baby. Suck me. Milk my dick and swallow it all down,’ he roars, his cock throbbing and jerking in my throat as he begins to deposit his cum directly into my stomach.

He takes my head in his hands and with total control withdraws his dick out of my throat so the last spurts happen in my mouth. Secret number two to giving an awesome blowjob: swallow his semen as if you are desperate for it, as if you haven’t had a drop of water to drink for days.

I swallow Zane’s cum while sucking for more.

I start to swallow the warm, salty liquid filling my mouth, but in fact that reaction is an automatic one because I am shuddering towards an orgasm that feels as if it is more important than breathing. The spasms are so fast and intense they overwhelm me. Beyond pleasure or pain they make my body arch off the table and my mouth open in a strangled uncontrollable scream. His seed runs out of the sides of my gasping mouth and down my cheeks.

‘Cum suits you. You’d make a good slut,’ he murmurs when the convulsions die down. Gently he rubs his cream into my cheeks.

Secret number three: show how much you love the taste of his semen. I grin up at him. ‘When can I have some more?’