“Mr. Snowden! May I come? Please?”
I’d already given her permission, but I granted it again, content to hear her calling out my name.
Addison writhed and moaned but I didn’t relent until she’d come three times and she was pleading with me to stop. Finally, I kissed my way up her back, crawling over her so that my denim-covered cock was pressed against her intimately.
“I think it’s time you use that mouth to clean something else,” I whispered in her ear before nipping her earlobe.
“It would be my pleasure,” she murmured softly, pressing her ass against my aching cock.
Eager to feel her mouth on me, I got to my feet and quickly freed my cock. Knowing my legs would give out the moment her mouth was on me, I sat down on the other side of the bed, closer to where the camera was, so Mr. Parker would have a better view. Before Addison could climb off the bed, though, I grabbed her, then situated her so that her pussy was over my face and her mouth hovered over my cock.
“You do not have permission to come until I do,” I informed her.
“Yes, Mr. Snowden.”
The second her lips wrapped around the head of my cock, I had to wonder how long that would actually take. Her lips were so soft, so smooth, her tongue far gentler than Mr. Parker’s. While he knew exactly what it took to please me, Addison was testing the waters, so to speak.
I pulled her hips back so that she was sitting on my face and I plunged my tongue inside her. While I was hoping for a distraction, Addison gave as good as she got, sucking me, licking me, moaning around my cock so that the vibrations went right to my balls.
Bound and determined to bring her to the brink of another orgasm before she delivered mine, I feasted on her, suckling her clit between my lips, flicking it with my tongue until she was moaning in earnest.
“Suck me,” I demanded. “As deep as you can.”
Addison’s mouth closed over my cock.
“Take more of me and don’t move. Stay just like that.”
I heaved a breath as my orgasm threatened.
“Suck me, precious. Suck me hard. Then I want you to come for me.”
When she did, I clasped her clit between my lips and pushed one finger inside her. She cried out as she came, but she never took her mouth off me. The vibrations sent me right over the edge and I came, long and hard, loving the way she swallowed everything I gave her.
And as I pulled her into my arms and held her close, kissing her lips and running my hands over her, I knew that this role-playing thing was going to be interesting.
Twenty-Two
ADDISON
SEXTING.
That was something completely new for me, yet for the past fifteen days, ever since we’d signed the contract, I’d had more than my fair share of it. After that first night when Mr. Snowden had texted me, I’d somehow jumped right in the deep end without a life jacket.
And ho-boy was it …incredible. Every. Single. Time.
The only thing that was better was the few hands-on sessions I’d had with Mr. Snowden and Mr. Parker. While I enjoyed getting instructions via text message, I definitely liked touching them and being touched by them. Granted, the fantasies our texting sessions inspired were nice—thinking about all those dirty things my bosses said to me…yum. And they were almost worth the pent-up frustration.
Okay, no they weren’t.
I got the feeling my two Doms were testing me. For the past three days, they hadn’t touched me, but the text messages kept coming. It was as though they were trying to build me up to see how much I could take before I broke.
I feared it wasn’t going to take much more.
I was getting restless. After all, I knew the pleasure they could offer with their hands and mouths. I knew what it felt like to please them with mine. Although we hadn’t had intercourse, we’d done damn near everything else. My favorite was last Thursday, when we’d acted out our own version of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Yeah. I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about the sexy wolf or the way he had held my hair and forced his cock deep into my throat. Mr. Parker certainly took his role playing to a whole new level.
But now that they’d backed off, I was slowly going insane.
And no, I wasn’t disappointed by the fact I was relegated to having proverbial phone sex. The experiences were always amazing. However, I missed the interactions. Hell, being invited to watch that first night…yeah, I’d be happy with more of that. Initially, I had been a little hesitant, but only because I knew this thing between us was moving at warp speed. It didn’t seem to be due to one person specifically, either.
