“Keep your eyes on me. I want to see your face as you obey your master.”
Her bottom lip trembled as tears coursed down her cheeks. She lowered one of her hands in front of her, then the other as she crawled across the narrow bedroom floor toward me. After this was all over and I had taken complete control of Jekyll, the first thing I was going to do was buy us a large house with a massive bedroom. This one was too small. All too soon, she was kneeling before me. An unwilling supplicant.
I stroked her cheek as I pushed a curl away from her face. “Open your mouth.”
She opened her lips.
“Wider,” I commanded as I stepped closer.
Her lips opened wider as I rubbed the pre-come from the head of my shaft over her lower lip. “Ask me to fuck your mouth.”
“I can’t… I…”
I fisted her hair, rattling the handcuffs still in my grasp. I leaned down. “Ask me,” I growled.
“Please… fuck my… my mouth.”
Without giving her a chance to take a deep breath, I placed the head of my cock between her lips and thrust forward, straight to the back of her throat. Catherine gagged, her hands coming up to press against the tops of my thighs.
I pulled free as I wrapped my fingers around her slim wrist. I slapped one end of the handcuffs around her wrist and secured the other end around one of the posts at the top of her four-poster bed. I made sure it was tight around an indentation in the pole so she wouldn’t be able to swing it up and over.
I squeezed her chin between my fingers as I forced her head back. “Try to prevent me from deep-throating that tight mouth of yours again and I’ll handcuff the other hand, do you understand me?”
She could only nod.
This time when I stepped closer, I pushed her head back against the bed. She opened her mouth and I thrust inside. Her mouth was so wet and warm, I almost shot my load. She choked and gasped, sending vibrations up my shaft. I pushed in deeper until I felt the tight ring of muscle at the back of her throat give. I rose up on my toes and angled down, wanting to feel the clench of her throat around the head of my cock.
Catherine strained to take me all in. Her sharp teeth scraped along the underside of my length as her eyes pleaded with me to go gently, adding fuel to my already raging desire.
When her head stilled and her eyes rolled back, I relented, pulling back only enough to allow her to take a deep breath before I pushed back in again. This time I continued to thrust back and forth, reveling in how her tongue pushed and swept against the head of my cock as if it could prevent me from going deep down her throat.
As my release built, I warned her, “You’re going to be a good girl and swallow every drop.”
Looking down, I watched as the wide base of my shaft stretched her pretty pink lips until they appeared almost white. She sucked in air through her nose and gave one last gurgling sound as a single tear rolled down her cheek. It was my undoing. I pressed my hand between her head and the side of the mattress and pulled forward, restraining her as I unleashed inside her sweet mouth, coating it with my come.
My head fell back as I pumped every last drop down her throat.
Yet, still, I was hard.
In a frenzy now, I lifted her by her hair to her feet. I then pushed on her shoulders, knocking her backward onto the bed. The metal chain rattled against the wooden headboard. I knelt on the bed between her spread thighs. Placing a hand on each knee, I spread her even wider as I stared down at her perfectly trimmed pussy. I licked my lips. “My turn.”
I leaned down and feasted on her like a ravenous animal. I couldn’t get enough of her taste, her scent.
“Oh, God!” she moaned as her fingers delved into my hair.
It was like hearing the voice of my own god from her lips.
I licked and laved at her clit, drawing it into my mouth to tease it with the edges of my teeth before pressing two fingers inside her wet hole. I passed the pad of my thumb over her little asshole. Her body clenched and shivered.
I flicked her clit with my tongue until her hips rose off the bed, her climax claiming her.
She fell back, sated and dazed.
Still, I wasn’t finished.
I rose up to position my body over hers, needing to feel the touch of her skin over every inch of mine. I laced my fingers through her free hand and raised it over her head to join her shackled arm. I shifted my hips.
Catherine moaned. “Please, I can’t. It’s too soon. I’m still sensitive.” Her voice was hoarse and broken from the sore throat I had no doubt given her from fucking her mouth so ruthlessly.