“That’s it, rub it just how you like it.” His voice fills my head, and I can’t hear any more of my thoughts. I’m just waiting on my next instruction as I feast on him and bring myself closer to the same point he is. Especially the way he is watching me.

“Faster. Stick your fingers in and fuck yourself too.”

Christ, this man knows exactly what to say to make me burn. The moment my two fingers are inside me and my thumb is pushing hard on my nub, I’m so close that I’m riding my hand hard.

Spreading his legs a little wider so he can sink down lower, he grabs my head in his big hands and starts taking the rhythm of my mouth, with his hips pushing in and out.

“That’s it, take it all. This is what naughty little temptresses get.” His fingers sink into my hair, pulling tightly on it. He has complete control of my body now, and I can’t stop, I need to come. I’m so close that I’m desperate to let go, but I want him there too.

Like he can read my mind, his voice is above me, demanding I do as he tells me. “Let go. The moment you start screaming, I’m pulling out of that wet little mouth and coming all over those gorgeous breasts.” I try to shake my head to say no because I want to taste him, but it’s no use.

“Do as you’re told. Scream my name.” His order is all my body needs to obey his words.

My orgasm is so close to the surface already, I’m pulsing around my fingers, and just like he demanded, I scream his name from a deep orgasmic place in my body. As I feel the hot liquid of his squirts of come hit all over my chest, his grunts tell me that he lost as much control as I did.

And before I can move, he has both my hands in his and leans forward, using them to smear all his come over my body. I know what he is doing, and I wish it was that easy.

“Mine,” he grunts.

“For now,” I reply as my limp body feels so different, but I’m trying to ignore it.

“For. Ever,” he tries to clarify, and just the tiniest piece of my heart is screaming yes, but the rest of the pieces are telling it to shut the fuck up because it’s breaking away from agreed protocol.

And while my heart is warring with itself, his hands slide under my body, and he drags me up off the bed and picks me up in his arms, walking toward what I assume is the bathroom.