With that, I suction my lips around him and do as he says. I can’t see him but I can hear his grunts of approval, letting them lead my movements. When I let my spit run down his dick and my chin, I hear his harsh breath. “Fuck,” he groans. I smile around his dick. This feels good. Not his dick in my mouth, although that feels good too, but the knowledge that even in this position, with him straddling my face and me not having the benefit of my sight, I have the control here. I’m the one driving him crazy.

He plunges his hands into my hair, releasing it from the ponytail I had it in, and pumps into my mouth, moaning when I gag. I reach up to massage his balls while I continue sucking and running my tongue over him. I suck until I feel his cum pour down my throat and I keep sucking even after it stops. I suck until he growls and rips himself free of me.

“Come here,” I plead. I want him to taste himself on me the way he always does to me. He grants my wish and presses his lips against me. I bite his bottom lip and lave it with my tongue. His kiss is carnal. It’s punishing in a way that sends heat straight to my core.

He trails his lips down my neck to my breasts, sucking and teasing me there. Then as he nips and sucks, he brings the rose up to tease the other. “Oh my God.” I squirm beneath his hold. He has my wrists above my head in one of his hands while he tortures me. When I cry out, he plants kisses on the spot between my breasts then works his way down my stomach to my pussy.

“Your pretty pussy looks so empty. We should fill her up, don’t you think?”

Oh my God, yes. I wiggle under his hold again, and this time he lets me go but only so he can grab my hips and pull me to the edge of the bed. A deep, heady moan falls from my lips when his tongue licks up my folds. He works me to a state of oblivion where I can’t even remember my own name and then he folds my legs toward my ears. “You okay?” he asks.

“Yes, sir.”

He laughs. “Tell me again. What’s your safe word?”

“Honey.”

He kisses the back of my thigh as something wet hits my ass. I recognize it as the lube, but my legs already begin shaking when he coats my asshole with it and primes me with his fingers. My heart is racing. His scent surrounds me, but I still can’t tell exactly where his face is or what he’s going to do next.