He pushed to the hilt and held himself there, grinding his hips to test my obedience. I whimpered. His fingers slippedaway from my aching clit. ‘You may come, but I won’t fuck you. Squeeze my cock. Make yourself come that way.’
I groaned. He was a cruel man. A devious, delicious man who wanted to challenge me in the best ways possible. I used what little energy I had left to tighten my muscles around his impressive girth. Dr Braithwaite’s groan encouraged me to clench harder. A whimper slipped past my lips.
‘Again. You can do it.’
I was so close, I couldn’t think. The only thing that mattered was reaching that peak and falling off it, so I shifted my hips forward and slammed back into him. It was all I needed. I fell apart with a scream I barely recognised as my own. My body convulsed in his grasp as my pussy clenched and unclenched around him.
Dr Braithwaite held me steady until my body finally stopped trembling. ‘Naughty,’ he said with another low tut. ‘It’s a good thing your arse is already red and sore, else I would’ve loved to spank you for that move.’
Not caring what he did to me anymore, I breathed heavily against my arm. When he suddenly withdrew, the fear he’d follow through on his threat stiffened my aching muscles. But he didn’t spank me. Instead, he dragged his hot tongue up my pussy. I let out a drawn-out groan.
‘You taste so fucking good,’ he murmured as he did it again, one long lick from my clit to my entrance before dipping inside to lap at me. ‘Are you sore?’
‘Mhmm,’ I murmured, but I didn’t care. I arched my hips more to give him easier access and moaned loudly as he licked my clit.
‘You’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you?’ He pressed two fingers inside me. ‘You’ll give me one more orgasm.’
‘I would give you anything,’ I whispered, my brain nothing but lust and endorphins.
‘Will you admit you’re a deviant?’
‘Only…’ I moaned when he thrust his tongue deeper inside me. ‘Only for you.’
He chuckled. ‘I’ll get you to admit it soon.’ He spread me wider with his fingers. ‘Fuck, I wish you could see what I see. Your cunt so wet, so greedy for me. It’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.’
He sucked my clit into his mouth. With long thrusts of his thick fingers and sharp licks, he sent me flying again. I came so hard my vision darkened. When I opened my eyes again, I was on my back with my knees loosely wrapped around his waist and his lips inches from mine.
‘One more, remember?’ He kissed me, sucking on my bottom lip while I struggled to keep my eyes open. ‘Give me one more, Ophelia. Then I’ll fill your cunt with my come and let you sleep.’
I shifted my tongue around a few times before I could form words. ‘Yes, Sir.’
‘Good girl.’ He kissed me again. ‘I love hearing you scream in pleasure.’
Startled by his words, my legs lost their grip on him and fell onto the mattress. ‘I… I screamed?’
He grinned. ‘Yes. Let’s see if you can do it again.’ His hot mouth moved down my throat, through the valley between my breasts and down my stomach as he kissed and nipped his way to my pussy. ‘Put your feet on my shoulders. Keep your knees apart so I have easy access to your cunt.’
My legs trembled as I did as he ordered. I’d never known a man like him before, and watched him with wide eyes as he lowered his head. Was this a normal night for him with a woman? An endless stream of orgasms? I hadn’t even given myself this many in one night.
‘What are you thinking?’ he asked, his breath hot against my pussy. The first lick lifted my hips off the mattress. My footslipped on his shoulder as he did it again, earning me a stern stare. I quickly put my foot back.
‘Nothing,’ I moaned.
‘Liar,’ he whispered before sealing his lips around my clit. I threw my head back and moaned loudly. ‘Listen to you, letting me know how good I make you feel.’
‘You’re so… ahh,’ I moaned.
Up and down his wicked tongue travelled, finding new angles and the right pressure to make me grip his hair and push my hips into his face. He didn’t stop me. He let me grind my pussy against his mouth and tear loose strands from his hair as he worked me up to another orgasm.
‘Play with your tits.’
I grasped my breasts. He lazily licked my clit as I squeezed my breasts and kneaded them. Whatever he commanded me, I would do. The realisation of how deeply I was under his spell scared me, but his eyes showed no hint of malice or glee. He wanted me. He wanted me to have all the pleasure I’d missed out on, so I played with my nipples and spread my legs wider.
‘Harder,’ I pleaded. ‘Lick me harder, Sir. I want to come.’
The lines around his eyes deepened with his smile. He swirled his tongue around my clit once more before thrusting it deep inside me. I moaned as he fucked me with his tongue, and when his lips sealed around my clit again, I arched my back and came with a cry that echoed in the room. Dr Braithwaite pressed his tongue flat against my clit, prolonging my pleasure until I whimpered, oversensitive.
He climbed over me and kissed my lips. ‘You cry so beautifully, baby girl. I could listen to you screaming in pleasure all night.’
