Moaning, Olivia moved her hips up and down against Luke’s tongue as he licked, sucked, and nibbled on her pussy. There was a difference between a man who ate pussy because he thought it would get him something and a man who worshipped a woman’s pussy because he loved giving her pleasure. Luke definitely fell into the latter category.

She smacked the crop against his back—giving him light little stings as a reward and slightly harder ones when she saw his lower body moving. Knowing he was struggling to keep himself still turned her on, and trying to keep himself still because it was what she wanted would only double his erotic torture.

“Oh yes…” She writhed, arching slightly. “Hands on my breasts… play with them…”

Large, warm palms moved up her sides and covered her breasts, fingers seeking out her nipples as Luke’s tongue thrust inside of her. Electric heat sizzled through her as he pinched the tender buds gently, rolling them between his fingers, and her own fingers tightened in his hair as she writhed.

It felt so good.

“Yes… yes… oh, yes, just like that…” The pressure on her nipples was perfect, his fingers massaging her swollen breasts, tongue lapping at her pussy, moving back up to her clit. “Yes, Luke, suck on my clit… harder… oh harder… oh fuck… Luke!!! YES!!!”

She cried out, grinding her pussy against his face, her hand holding him in place as she came. The waves of orgasm spread through her body as he sucked on the swollen nub of her clit, tonguing it and drawing out her ecstasy. Her grip on him slowly relaxed as she came down from the blissful high, her body shuddering and then loosening as she slumped in repletion.

Luke gave another little suck on her tender clit, making her toes curl.

THWAP!

His smug, blue eyes grinned up at her as he pulled away slightly, his face hovering above her pussy.

“Naughty cupcake,” she said, rubbing his shoulder with the crop where she’d just smacked him. “I was going to give you a treat, but now I’m going to make you do all the work. Come up here.”

Using the hand in his hair, she pulled him up towards her body, positioning him on top of her. Her right leg wrapped around the back of his left as he kneeled between her thighs, one hand on either side of her body, the tip of his cock nudging against her pussy lips.

Luke’s confused expression was adorably sexy. “I thought you never give up control in the bedroom.”

She couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, cupcake. You’re not in charge just because you’re on top. Now fuck me and you’re not allowed to cum until I do.”

Olivia pulled him down for a thorough kiss, tasting her own pleasure on his lips as he groaned and thrust forward.