“Now hands behind your back, and suck my cock. And Emma,” his fingers tighten in my hair, “you will swallow.”
“Yes, Sir,” I say, locking my hands together and taking him into my mouth again.
I stroke him with my tongue, taking him as far as I can again and again. Swirling my tongue around his head, I tease the underside and taste the salty cum already leaking from him. I move faster, bobbing up and down and creating as much suction as I can.
Matthew’s fingers are in my hair again, and his voice is low and rough. “Slower.” He tugs on my hair, and begins to guide my pace. I let him, and I get a feel for the rhythm that he wants. I know that I’ve got it right when I hear his breath hitch and his cock jerks between my lips. He groans, and I think it might be the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. It goes straight to my pussy, and I have to clench my hands into fists to keep from reaching for him.
He tilts my head and suddenly I’m taking him deeper and it’s harder to breathe. I didn’t know I could take this much of him, and my mouth feels stretched. The tip of his cock touches the back of my throat, and I jerk back against his hand. Matthew pulls me off his cock and lifts it away from me. “Open.”
I do automatically, and then his balls are in my mouth. Our eyes are locked, and again I feel that dynamic tension between us. In this moment, I’m on my knees not because I have to be, but because I want to be. I want to make him feel good. I want him to come, and I want to taste it on my tongue. I suck on his balls, and I hear his breath hitch again. “I don’t think you know how hot you look right now.”
I can’t speak to answer him, but my body responds to his words, heating up and the slickness between my legs growing more apparent. “We spoke yesterday about how to trust your Dom, even with your oxygen. Can you do that? Can you trust me?”
I nod, still sucking.
He guides me back to his cock, and I’m full of him again. I close my eyes, surrendering as he guides me down until I think I’m at my limit. And then he guides me further and the tip of him slips into my throat. I can’t breathe, and panic rises swiftly. My hands fly from behind my back and I try to push him away, but I hear his voice. “Trust me.”
He lets me go and I heave in a breath. I try to calm my gasping, and Matthew’s voice is calm. “Were you actually out of breath? Or were you scared about running out?”
I think, and I know what the answer is even if I don’t want it to be the answer. “Scared, Sir.”
“Take a deep breath, and try again. Trust me to see what you need.”
I look up at him, and see nothing but confidence and reassurance. Hauling in a breath, I open my mouth and he slides in again. All the way, to the place where I can’t breathe, and further. “Trust me,” he says, and I realize that I do. He’s not going to hurt me or suffocate me, and this is what he wants. A sliver of tension releases in me and suddenly he’s sliding further in because I’m not fighting it. My nose is pressed against the skin of his stomach and through the fog in my brain I realize that I’ve taken all of him.
Matthew pulls me back and I breathe deep. “Damn,” he laughs softly, “I didn’t expect that.”
“Neither did I,” I say, catching my breath and unable to help my grin. “Sir.”
I take a breath and he pulls me onto his cock and seconds later I’m pressed against his body again. Matthew groans, a carnal sound that makes me want him inside me more than I can describe. I grab his legs, and he pulls me off his cock. “Behind your back, or I’ll tie them there.”
I put them behind my back as he pulls me back onto him. He works his way into my throat, and as soon as my lips meet his skin, his fingers dig into my hair and he holds me still. His hips move and then he’s fucking my mouth, and I feel that same mental quiet that I felt yesterday. The world shrinks to the feeling of his cock sliding against my tongue and the tightness of him entering my throat. I’m so turned on that I think if he touched my clit I would explode.
Matthew fucks my mouth with shallow strokes, his eyes closed, and I suck him as hard as I can. His hips start to move erratically, quickly driving in again and again and again and he explodes in my mouth. Salt and cream and the taste of man flow across my tongue and I swallow as he continues to thrust. I take everything that he gives me, and I seal my mouth around him, making sure that I don’t lose a drop.