Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
He didn’t cum—not last night. Not today. Not yet. And it shows.
At last he sits, legs apart. “Now it’s your turn to please me.” This is a first. Ha. Today hasn’t just been torture for me, has it? I feel like a cat presented with a bowl of cream.
The closer I get to Logan, the more I feel the intense heat emanating off his skin. As if his lungs are bellows and his heart a great hearth, pumping sparks and ash through his veins.
When I finally undo the button and zipper and palm his cock, it jumps in my hand. Little shocks of electricity run down my arms and spine. He’s breathing hard but so am I. My cunt quickens as I breathe in his earthy scent.
My mouth waters but I force myself to sit back. “How many?” I ask, challenging him with my gaze.
His eyebrows shoot up. I’m on my knees before him, face level with his giant cock. The devil is back and she’ll have her due. “How many patents does this earn?”
His eyes flash but he answers gruffly. “One. You should beg to please your Master.”
I circle my fingers around his cock. A thick vein runs down the side. It pulses as I squeeze lightly. “Ten.”
“Five.”
I angle my head and blow along his length. My lips seek his testicles, brushing against the pebbled skin. I duck my head to hide my smirk. I’ve got him literally by the balls.
“Seven,” I bargain back.
His jaw tightens and he glares down at me through his mask. It’s cute, really, that he thinks it will put any barrier between us. He pretends to be so hard, so untouchable, but I know him. And yes, I let him master me, but I’ve begun to understand the reality of this power dynamic.
I have far more control than I first realized. Holy shit. I think… I think that’s been part of what’s been changing everything for me. It’s not just sexual exploration. Number one, it’s sexual exploration with Logan, the only man I could ever trust with my body this way. And number two, I’ve actually had so much more control than it appears from the outside. I’m the one who’s been tied up, but I still have the power to hold this man captive.
Not that he’s going to go down without a fight.
He places his foot between my legs. “You can sacrifice two of the seven patents in exchange for me letting you cum.”
I whimper. Oooh, he fights dirty. But that’s just part of the game. I grip him tighter and shift away from his foot. He denies himself all the time, and so can I.
“Seven,” I say firmly, and then I drop my mouth over the head of his fat cock.
Thirteen
Present Day
Logan
Fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. Her mouth is on me. And then she fucking kills me by looking up with those luminous angel eyes and I almost cum right then and there.
Not that she’s about to let me. She pulls back off with a loud, slurping pop and then her hands are massaging my inner thighs. Up to my balls. She grasps them and rolls them in her hand gently, then blows again right at the tip of my cock.
I can’t help the shudder that works its way down my spine. I’ve been so controlled with her. So disciplined. A thousand times I’ve wanted to sink inside that golden pussy of hers.
This isn’t exactly the same, but having my cock inside any part of her hot, wet, welcoming body is tantamount to torture. I should never have let her anywhere near…
But I can’t bring myself to command her to stop. Just this once, it’s okay. A master can enjoy his sub’s attentions. That’s part of the gig, right?
She licks an especially sensitive area right underneath the tip of my cock and my head drops backwards in my chair. Fuck, oh fuck.
My hips buck with her next tantalizing lick and I grip the armrests to try to control myself.
But shit, I can’t let her know she’s affecting me like this. “Suck it if you’re going to suck it,” I growl.
She looks up at me, raises an eyebrow, and then, while we’re still locked in eye contact, she extends just the tip of her tongue and, back and forth, back and forth, lathes the very tip of my cock.
My hips jut forward again, desperate for more of her mouth, before my head can catch up. The head with a brain in it anyway. But it’s too late. She’s smiling a Cheshire’s cat grin.
She pulls back altogether and moves back from me, still on her knees. “I want to show Master how well I’ve learned my lessons.”
And then she crawls. She crawls in a circle on the rug, swaying her ass, her beautiful breasts bouncing as she puts herself on display for me. She’s playing with me, teasing me. But when she finishes her circle and comes crawling back towards me, slinking like a lioness intent on her prey, fuck me but my cock goes harder than the hardest stone. My cock goes hard as a diamond.