I found it difficult not to grasp her head, forcing her to take all of my aching shaft. I closed my eyes, leaning my head against the marble, taking gulping breaths. I wanted this moment to go on forever.
Sadly, we'd only bought limited time. Damn it. Damn my life.
The second she dragged her tongue up from my knee, zigzagging her way up, nipping my skin, I let out a scattered moan. The sound was almost agonizing, but her touch alone was more powerful than any evil action by an enemy. She was stripping away all the layers, exposing several vulnerabilities.
She repeated the move, licking up the inside of my other leg, finally dipping her head toward my swollen balls. They'd never been so filled, so ready to release.
"Fuck!" I hissed, taking several deep breaths. The way she was rolling my testicles between her fingers, barely squeezing drove me crazy. I heard her subtle laugh, as if she knew the power she had over me, full control of a man who never allowed that to happen. "Jesus, woman."
"Mmm... Be a good little boy and you'll get everything you desire."
I couldn't help but smile. She was a wicked wench, realizing exactly how to get to me. I did everything I could to control the inner beast as she toyed with me, clamping her hand around my balls even as she licked from one to the other.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
I could barely breathe, had difficulty focusing on anything but the extreme pleasure, realizing I'd jutted my hips forward.
Offering her.
Begging her.
I was about to lose all control when she finally took a testicle into her mouth, sucking in a manner that brought stars floating in front of my eyes. I wasn't certain how much of this I could take before fucking her like the crazed man I'd become. I panted, tossing my head from side to side, my fingers pressed hard against the tile.
She laughed softly, using exaggerated moves as she sucked on my other ball, her fingers thankfully wrapping around the base of my cock. Instead of stroking, she twisted back and forth, creating so much friction a flash of pain washed into me.
I couldn't help but think that she was mine to use, mine to break in any manner I desired. Instead, she was the one shattering all my walls, smashing through my defenses as no woman had ever been able. I swallowed, unable to catch my breath as she licked up the underside of my shaft, inching ever so slowly. The woman was an expert in driving me absolutely insane.
And I loved every second.
Just like I adored the woman kneeling in front of me.
When she reached my engorged cockhead, she blew across the sensitive slit before dragging the tip of her tongue across and through the drops of pre-cum.
"Mmm... So good," she whispered in a husky tone.
Every muscle was tense, my body merely waiting for her hot mouth to take me, to ease the pain wrapping around my system like strangling rope.
She took the tip just inside her mouth, her tongue constantly moving, her hand stroking the base. As she pumped up and down, I held my breath, my control unraveling. She eased down an inch at a time, the friction increasing, the tightness of her jaw muscles creating an explosion of electricity.
"God. Fuck. Fuck!" My almost inaudible words seemed to fuel her and she began to move up and down on my shaft, her hand meeting her mouth. Still twisting. Still driving me nuts. I tossed my head back and forth, the animalistic growls deep, filling the entire bathroom. I was certain Dante could hear us and almost laughed.
As if I should care.
I deserved this... happiness. Was that even possible when all I could offer her was danger? I shoved aside the ugliness as she mewed the entire time she sucked on my cock. I could tell she'd relaxed her throat, allowing her to take more.
And more.
Until the tip hit the back of her throat, her lower lip resting on my balls.
That was all I could take. I grabbed her head with both hands, thrusting my hips forward and impaling her mouth. Even her gagging sounds didn't stop me, couldn't shut down the monster inside. I fucked her mouth with wild abandon, driving in and out in a brutal manner.
She clasped one hand around my balls, fueling the beast even more as she squeezed in a way that should cause agony. Instead, I was floating on air, the sheer ecstasy overwhelming. I could no longer catch my breath as I plunged in rapid motions, rolling onto the balls of my feet in order to gain more control.
I finally opened my eyes, realizing that she was watching me, her beautiful porcelain face illuminated by sheer rapture. I let out another intense growl, my grip even stronger, uncertain how much longer I could hold out.
After clamping and releasing my balls one more time, she brushed her fingers up and down my legs over and over again, as if encouraging me. As if allowing me to take all I wanted. The notion brought a smile to my face even as my balls were ready to erupt.
I had no idea how I was able to remain on my feet, the sensations were so extreme. I was lost in the pleasure, craving more and more.
But my body had other thoughts. I could no longer hold back the raging orgasm. "Oh, yes. Fuck. Oh..." My entire body shaking violently, I let loose, exploding into her mouth.
She was unfazed at my cum filling her mouth, spilling down her throat. In the haze of my climax, I could see such joy in her eyes, as if she'd given me a gift.
And she had.
A release in several ways.
When I'd stopped shaking, only then did I release my hold. She immediately licked up and down both sides of my shaft, taking every remaining drop, licking her lips afterwards as she gazed up at me with unfocused eyes.
I took gulping breaths before reaching for her, jerking her onto her feet. Then like the crazed man I'd become, I forced her to face the wall, easing her hands against the marble and yanking out her hips. "Never forget, you aren't the one in control," I whispered in her ear, allowing my hot breath to tickle her skin.
"Mmm... Yes. Sir." She was still playful, her mood entirely different. Whether we were both pretending that everything could be all right wasn't something I wanted to think about.
This was too precious, the moments shared something I never wanted to forget. As if I needed to remind her, I smacked my hand on her rounded bottom, moving from one side to the other.
"Oh..." Her moan floated into my eardrums. So sweet. So... forgiving. She arched her back in acceptance, her eyelashes skimming her cheeks. Dear God, she was so fucking gorgeous.
I smacked her again and again, savoring the heat building in my hand as much as the pink blossoming on her luscious ass cheeks.