It feels good

Rhea's POV

He licked me clean, taking all of my cum in his mouth. I bit down on my lower lip, digging my nails into the table. I was disgusted at myself, that I found this scenario to be too pleasurable.

"You need to calm down. I haven't started yet. You are acting like it is your first time" he laughed, and my cheeks flushed red.

"I was drunk the first time," I responded.

"Yes, but you aren't in your senses now either" he reminded me, but I didn't care.

I could feel my cl*t throbbing. How could I be so horny? When I just came now!.

"Because you're with me, you will always feel horny. You want me so badly and so does your body, you can't deny that" he whispered, as he helped me down from the table.

"What???..." I couldn't put my words together, when he took off his trousers and looked at me.

"It's too big, I'm not sure it's going to fit in my mouth" I complained and he chuckled.

"All won't fit, but the tip will at least" he spoke, urging me to come close.

"Please.." I tried to beg, to get out of doing it.

"Kneel" he ordered, and without uttering another word. I got on my knees

He scooped some of my hair in his back, rolling it to the back of my head.

"Open your mouth wide. I'll teach you" he was calm, and my eyes lit up.

A part of me was scared that his d*ck would choke me to death, but a bigger part of me was excited to learn how to suck a d*ck. And that was the sl*tty part I guess.

He poke the tip of his d*ck against my closed mouth.

"You think a lot," he murmured, sounding offended.

"Sorry" I whispered, opening my mouth wide as he thrusted his d*ck slowly into my mouth, almost hitting the back of my throat.

He pulled his d*ck out when he sensed I was about to choke.

I had watched this in a movie once, I felt like I would be able to do it

I grabbed his d*ck, which I could barely wrap my fist around.

I caressed the tip of his d*ck with my tongue playing with it.

The look of lust and pleasure that rested on his face was satisfying.

Massaging his d*ck with my palm, I refused to break eye contact with him.

Little groans escaped from his throat, as he massaged the back of my head urging me to continue the assault on his dick.

Maintaining eye contact with him, I forced his entire manhood down my throat, taking everything at once, forcing me to gag and almost choke in the process.

"Be careful" he looked genuinely concerned.

Seeing the look of concern and fear in his eyes was a turn on for me.

Everything about this man was driving me crazy. Why is my wolf going crazy about him? She doesn't want me to take my hand off him.

I stroked his d*ck gently with my palms again, before I took his d*k in my mouth again, this time I was slow and gentle.

He threw his head back in ecstacy, groans escaped from his lips, he caressed my head, playing with my hair in the process.

"You are so f*cking good at this. How the f*ck are you good at this?" He couldn't hold back anymore, as he pushed a larger length of his d*ck into my mouth.

"I like it when you groan" I whispered, wanking his d*ck on my mouth.

I placed his d*ck in between my boobs, using them to massage his d*ck while I struggled for the tip of my tongue to remain in contact with the tip of his d*ck.

"Where did you learn that?" He asked, as I squeezed his d*ck in between my boobs.

"I saw it in a movie once" I replied, as I pinched my n*pples for my own pleasure.

I noticed that I enjoyed the feel of his d*ck in between my boobs, and it was making me so wet that I almost began to moan.

"F*ck!" He groaned, pulling my hair tightly, and almost ripping it off from my scalp.

"Should I stop?" I asked him, feeling as though I made a mistake.

"Don't you dare" he growled, as his eyes darkened.

It was almost like I was looking at a different person.

I squeezed my boobs even more, this time lowering my head to take half of his d*ck inside my mouth, while the other half rested gently in between my b**bs.

"F*ck!" He let out another groan before he pushed me away and came all over my face, panting with his eyes shut.

After thirty seconds of panting, he finally opened his eyes to look at me, almost in regret.

"I didn't mean to…" he tried to apologise, taking off his shirt to wipe my face.

"I love it" I giggled like a little child.

He lifted me as I wrapped my legs around his waist, and my hands around his neck.

"What did you do to me?" He whispered almost in regret.

"What do you mean?" I acted innocent, as he forced me to look him straight in the eyes.

"No woman has been able to make me cum from an ordinary blow job" he whispered, licking behind my ear.

"Should I take that as a compliment?" I asked him, and he chuckled.

"Yes" he responded, looking at me again, this time not with lust.

It was a feeling I couldn't comprehend

"You're mine right?" He asked me, desperately waiting for me to respond.

"Yes" I nodded innocently.

I didn't know exactly what I was saying yes to, but I knew I would do and say anything just to make this man happy.

"You haven't f*cked me yet" I reminded him, because my p*ssy was still throbbing and dripping wet.

"With pleasure" he pecked me on the cheeks, carrying me in his arms, as he walked towards the shelves, going behind them.

"Why there?" I asked.

"You'll see" he replied, with a sly smile on his face.

"Oh my!" I gasped when I saw the reason he brought me behind the shelf.