And I can do whatever I want to it, make him cum or not—it’s my decision.
I wiggle my shoulders—feeling extra powerful and remind myself of that—and I start to stroke his cock with one hand and massage his balls with the other.
A low, deep moan vibrates through him, and his balls tighten.
I love feeling what my touch can do to him.
“Fucking suck it,” he seethes through clenched teeth.
“Excuse me?”
I stop stroking him and hover my lips over the tip, wanting him to pay for his rude outburst.
“Be a good little slut and suck my dick.”
“Not if you don’t ask nicely.”
I move my lips up and down his cock, breathing on his stiffening cock.
I will exercise all the power I have, like the fucking CEO that I am. And it looks like he’ll have to learn how to treat me with the respect that I have so rightfully earned.
“Please.”
He glares at me, his steel grey eyes burning into me.
That’s it. And now he’s needy as fuck.
A rush of sensations surge through me, and I comply with a stroke of my tongue. Starting from the base of his shaft, I lick and kiss his length, and my mouth wraps around his head.
My fingers continue to trace along his veins and fondle his balls.
The gooey inside emerges from the tip and lingers over my tongue, tasting sweet and salty—my favorite combination.
His hips move up against me, and he groans.
“Fuck, yes. That’s how I like it, baby.”
“I like it better when you’re begging,” I say right before I swallow him whole.
My eyes water from the fullness, and I wince when it hits the back of my throat.
But I feel a sense of pride, knowing that I can take him whole.
“Ahhh, fucking hell. Your mouth feels so fucking good.”
I push his cock in and out of my mouth, occasionally grazing the shaft lightly with my teeth. He groans louder when I do.
I bob up and down a few times and release him with a pop. Pre-cum emerges from his head and falls down his shaft. I lick it up, making sure to get every last drop of his deliciousness.
“Do you want more?” I ask, trying to get him to beg me again.
I wasn’t lying when I said I liked it when he begs. It proves to me how much power I actually do have. And fuck, I am very drunk on power right now.
“Oh, baby, you’re insatiable.”
I put my hands on either of his upper thighs, squeeze them, and square my shoulders.
“You have no fucking idea.”