Page 43 of Abigail's King
Chapter Nineteen
Abigail
When he said those words to me, my body reacted in a way I had never experienced before. My orgasm hit me harder and faster than it ever had, and I couldn’t help myself as I called out Kye’s name.
I knew I had let myself down by not remembering to call him “sir,” but the feelings I was having overpowered all rational sense within me. I never remember feeling like this before. As I started to come down from my high, I expected Kye to slow his pace, but I guessed I had just found out my punishment for not calling him sir. He continued his tempo, coaxing me to come again. I wasn’t sure I would be able to handle any more of his pleasuring. My heart was pounding and my breaths were quick and shallow.
I barely managed to string my words together as I spoke. “Amber. Sir, I cannot come again, not so quickly.”
“I know you can do it, Bonita. I may have said I don’t punish much, but I think you know why I am doing this.” He moved his head closer to mine and whispered in my ear. “Next time you will remember to call me ‘sir,’ won’t you? Now come for me again, Bonita. Cover my hand in your juices.”
I had never been spoken to in such a dirty way before. It had never really interested me. But hearing Kye speak to me in this way was such a turn-on. My body also wanted to react to the sound of his voice, because as soon as he told me to come for him, I could feel my orgasm start to form. It could have been the end of the last one, but either way, I was soon seeing stars again, as wave upon wave of pure ecstasy came over me. My heart felt as though it would beat out of my chest and my breathing had become so erratic that I thought I was going to pass out. Kye started to slow his pace, coaxing the final flutters of my orgasm out of me. When he was sure that I had started to recover from my high, he wrapped me in his arms and kissed my lips.
“You are absolutely gorgeous when you come, Bonita.”
Catching my breath and allowing my heartrate to slow, I smiled up at him. This man next to me was not only gorgeous, but caring and amazing with his fingers. God knew what he was like with his cock, but I was desperate to find out.
“Sir.”
“What is it, Bonita?”
I’d learned one thing in Portuguese, just in case this situation had ever come up. I only hoped I didn’t make a fool of myself as I spoke.
“Deixe-me fazer você se sentir bem, por favour.”
I saw the shock come over his face, and then a wicked grin appeared. There was a twinkle in his eyes that had never been there before as he spoke. That alone had me regretting the words I had spoken, but when he answered my question, I knew I was in trouble.
“I’m impressed, Bonita. And how would you like to take care of me?”
I felt my face heat up as I started to blush. I had never been this forward with a man before, but I thought with Kye, it would be natural. However, I was now realising that I was probably in over my head. My gaze immediately went down to my hands, to cover my embarrassment of what I had just said.
“Sir.” It was almost a whisper.
Kye placed his fingers under my chin and gently coaxed up my head to make me look into his eyes. “Never feel embarrassed to tell me what you want or would like to do, Bonita. Now, how would you like to make me feel good? Because I’m intrigued.”
I started to feel slightly bolder as I lay here in his arms. I shouldn’t have been embarrassed or frightened to pleasure Kye. I had done it plenty of times before with other men, so why should Kye be any different? However, I was still unable to form the words.
“Please, sir. Allow me to show you.”
Kye’s smile grew as he released his hold on me, and I positioned myself at his side as he lay down. Taking his cock in my hand, I gently glided my fingers up and down his length, causing a sharp intake of breath to come from his lips. He may have been the dominant one in this relationship, but right now, I was the one in charge, and he was like putty in my hands. Knowing this, my boldness started to grow.
Lowering my head down to his cock I ran my tongue around it and through his slit, tasting the saltiness of the precum that was already leaking out. I relished the taste of him and wanted so much more. Gazing up as I continued, I saw Kye lying there with his eyes closed, breath held and his head arched back in a moment of ecstasy. Smiling to myself, and without warning, I took his whole length into my mouth. His head shot up and his eyes immediately met mine. Slowly and methodically, I glided up and down his cock, building up a rhythm that I knew would drive him crazy. Over the years, I had learned how to cope with my gag reflex to the point that I could deep-throat a man with ease, and I had never had any complaints. Every man I had been with had managed to come without any problem at all.
“Fuck, Bonita. Why did I wait this long for you?”
I didn’t stop to reply, just continued my pace, wanting to bring him to the point of no return. I could tell he was holding himself back, desperate to stay in charge of the situation and not allow me to take over. Feeling his hips twitch below me, I thought that I had won, that he was finally surrendering himself to the pleasure. That was until I felt his strong arms around me, lifting me up and pulling me over on top of him to straddle his body.
“Bonita, the first time I come isn’t going to be down your throat, believe me. Now ride me. Come for me and milk my cock dry.”
I had never felt as aroused as I did hearing his words. I thought he had been dirty before, but now I knew there was a lot more he wasn’t showing me, and I wanted it all. I wanted him to completely dominate me, tie me up, spank me, everything I had never thought I wanted before in my life. I didn’t care that he had gained his composure and control back, I just wanted to submit to him forever.
My heart had started to beat faster in my chest again, and the feeling of wanting him inside me had overtaken all thoughts in my head. Positioning myself over him, I slowly started to push down onto his cock. Kye was bigger than the men I’d had before him, and for that, I was truly grateful.
“Oh, sir.”
It came as a sigh of sheer contentment as I continued to push down onto him. I felt my insides stretch as he filled me completely. I’d waited my entire life to feel like this with a man. To experience a moment like this, one of complete euphoria. I rested for a second, looking down into the eyes of the man who had taken over my whole being, just trying to grab my own composure, but that went completely out the window as he spoke again.
“Ride me, Bonita.”
