“That’s perfect, baby,” he praised. “You’re already a master at this, and you want to know why? Because it matters to you. You really do want to please me. You’re beautiful, Cat, so fucking beautiful.”
She loved the rasp in his voice. The way he was always so decisive and commanding. She loved that he gave her praise when she did something right. She loved her mouth on him. His taste. The way his body shuddered with pleasure. And she especially loved that she was the one giving him that pleasure.
“That’s so good, Kitten, but I think you’re ready for me to take over. I’m going to go a little harder and a little deeper than last time we did this. When I go deep, it might be more like twenty seconds instead of ten and you might begin to panic. I want your eyes on me the entire time. That way I can see if you’re panicked but can take it, or panicked and we have to stop for a couple of minutes. Do you understand?”
She nodded, too caught up in what she was doing to really pay attention.
He narrowed his gaze. “Baby, I don’t want you afraid. If you start to panic, I need to know. I have to be able to read you. Tell me you get that.”
She fought down a smile. He was more anxious on her behalf than she was. “Yes, Eli, I understand, I’ll keep my eyes on yours.”
“I want you sucking me and using your tongue while I go deep. Relax for me, just like before.”
She was so wet between her legs, her thighs felt creamy. Her body tingled from head to toe. Her mouth watered. She couldn’t take her eyes from his, from the dark intensity of his hunger. He looked darkly sensual, his features carved with lust, his eyes hooded and hungry.
“This time, I’m not going to stop. You understand?”
She swallowed. He was scaring her just a little bit, but she was excited at the same time. “I understand, you’re not going to stop.”
His hands went to her hair, fisting on either side of her head. “Tilt your head and keep your eyes on me. Don’t look away. And put both your hands on my thighs and keep them there.” He stood up, towering over her, the head of his cock at her lips.
She brushed a kiss over the silky head and then licked again at the white drops that told her she was doing her job. She pressed her palms to his thighs, feeling a little vulnerable without the ability to control how deep he drove into her. Still, that in itself added to the thrill and sensuality of the act.
He pushed his cock into her mouth, holding her head still, his eyes pure cat. Focused. Unblinking. He filled her mouth, driving deeper than he’d ever been, and he was right, it was a little scary, but she didn’t look away from his eyes and that held her steady. The fire between her legs grew. Hot. Needy. Urgent. She loved this too.
She used her tongue when she could. She sucked hard when he was deep. Twice she nearly struggled, afraid she couldn’t breathe and she’d choke to death. Both times he soothed her. She nearly forgot and brought up her hands to stop him, but recovered both times without him having to remind her and that made her even happier.
“Baby, you’re doing great.” His voice was hoarse. His head was back. She could see his muscles standing out. A fine sheen dusted his chest. “A couple more seconds. Breathe through your nose. This is paradise. You’re giving me fucking paradise.”
She wanted to give him paradise and she could see it on his face. His eyes were completely molten, his face carved with pure sensuality. He was holding back for her and she didn’t want him to. The fists in her hair pulled at her scalp with a bite of pain and she felt the answering rush of hot liquid between her legs. Determined, she suckled him as hard and as tightly as she could.
When he drove deep, she forced air through her nose and tried to relax her throat. The sounds he made, long feral growls, drove her out of her mind with lust. Her breasts hurt they were so achy. Tremors raced through her body and she was certain, absolutely certain if she dropped one hand and pushed her finger between her legs she would explode, but she didn’t, because she wanted to give him this, just as he’d given her so much pleasure.
He went deeper again. He was hotter than before. Thicker. She felt his cock pulse. Throb. She used her tongue along the underside of the broad crown, and sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, wanting everything he could give her. He threw back his head and roared to the night. His body shuddered. She felt the muscle of his thighs tighten, dance with pleasure as he erupted.
His fists held her head perfectly still while he poured down her throat, the hot, thick length of him filling her. The sensual sounds he made set off a series of mini-quakes in her body so that her sheath contracted hard and her womb spasmed.
Very slowly his hands loosened in her hair. His eyes blazed down into hers. He looked hungry enough to devour her, and that was almost as thrilling as knowing she’d put that look on his face.
“So good, Kitten. Perfect.”