Page 93 of Yours, Forever

She closed her eyes and moaned.

"I'll use you, darling. Praise you. Degrade you. Anything you want." I bit my lip. "Now close your mouth and touch your tits."

Watching her do as told every time, it brought my blood to a boil. Keeping myself in check hurt; whether holding back from kissing her, begging her to fall for me, or from injuring her with the carelessness of my self-abandonment… My restraint was my apology.

With a slow roll of my hips, I pushed deeper. "How's that gag response? Oh, madre mía." I relented, giving her time to breathe. "Use your fingers on yourself. Both hands in your pussy, but make sure you don't come. That's right. Now let me taste you."

She kept one set of fingers on herself, and put the others in my mouth.

I sucked them clean. "More." I did it again. "Have you tasted yourself?"

She shook her head.

"Unimaginative fools, when you take commands so good. Put some of it on my cock."

Her eyes on me, she rubbed herself with both hands. I took my cock out of her mouth, and she slathered the results on my crown and down my shaft. She licked her lips and I almost came right there, when she added pumps from her hands to my impossibly hard dick.

"Does it make you horny when I have my way with you?" I waited until she nodded. "I'm going to tell you where this isgoing to end. You're going to be on your back on the bed, legs open wide as I pound into you. But I'm going to shoot my release over your tits and tummy, you hear me?"

"Yes, I do."

"Eres espectacular." I fisted my hand in her hair again. "Now I'm going to fuck your mouth. You're going to taste yourself on my cock, and you're going to let me lick your fingers clean again, got it?"

"Got it."

The way she opened her mouth, ready and indecent, had me almost on my knees. If I wanted to last enough to finish on her torso, I would have to be careful.

It didn't stop me from using her mouth until I saw stars. My breathing caught, raspy as I moaned and groaned. I took every one of her sounds in, the shape of her curves and rolls and dips as I looked down at her, and tracked the way her fingers played with her clit and took turns to feed into my mouth.

The coiling build up in the deepest part of my lower belly— it tug tight. Temptation pulled at my gut; the idea of shooting my everything down her throat was an insistent siren call.

But I was better than that. I had made a promise.

"You're going to undo me." I tugged at her hair until her lips freed my cock. "Time for my third course. I need your pussy again." I asked for her hand; she gave it to me and I helped her to stand. "On your back on the bed, hips at the edge."

"I don't need you to eat me out again." She sat at the edge of the bed and rested the weight of her torso on her straight arms. "I want your cock inside."

A smile tilted her soft, red lips. Her cheeks had a darker hue, her version of a blush. Her eyes sparkled.

"You're going to deprive me?" I stood in front of her. I cupped her breasts and rolled her nipples between thumb and index finger.

"I'm not going to last. You've been edging me forever. I want you to feel my orgasm and have you wonder how you ever lived without it."

I pushed her down on the bed. I hooked my hands on the back of her knees, lifting them up and displaying her pussy to me. "I'm already there."

I thrust into her.

"Max!"

"It's what you wanted, isn't it?" I immediately rode her hard. "My cock inside, rough and fast?"

She didn't respond. She closed her eyes and dug her head into the mattress, her neck long and straining.

"This is what you get when you ask me to use you." I kept the relentless rhythm. "Now give me a little more before you come."

I lowered my hands on her thighs and pushed her legs back further. The thick expanse of them took the full span of my hands, providing leverage. I filled her over and over again, retreating almost to the point I would fall out of her, then deep again. I slowed down and rolled my hips, teasing her, then redoubled the speed in short strokes.

"I'm going to come."