“Good.” He stroked her hair back from her face. “Unbutton my jeans.”
Her hands trembling, she unbuttoned his jeans before pulling the zipper down. He groaned when her knuckles brushed against his throbbing cock.
She curled her hands into the waistband of his briefs and tugged without asking permission. He decided to let it go this time. His cock popped free, the tip already wet with precum.
She licked her lips and leaned forward, her hand reaching for him, her mouth opening.
“No.” He pulled sharply on her hair, making her gasp. “Ask permission, Princess.”
She stared up at him with just a hint of impatience. He bit back his grin and waited.
“I’d like to suck your cock,” she said.
This time he couldn’t stop his grin. “Is that how you ask for something you really want?”
“May I suck your cock?”
“Manners, Princess. Always important,” he said.
She glared at him, and he rubbed his thumb across her swollen mouth before tangling his hand into her hair again. He waited patiently as she shifted on her knees in front of him and stared at his cock.
“May I please suck your cock… sir,” she said.
Fuck! He could barely stop from shoving his cock down her throat. Just hearing Grace call him ‘sir’ made his entire body throb with need.
“Yes, you may,” he said.
She took the head of his cock into her mouth before he could stop her. He groaned, his hips thrusting forward into the hot wetness before he took back his own control. He pulled free of her mouth, holding her by her hair as she scowled at him. “Gideon! I did what you said.”
“You did. But I’m giving you what you want, Princess, so what do you say?”
She thought for a few seconds before saying, “Thank you for letting me suck your cock, sir.”
“Good girl.” He cupped the back of her head. “Open.”
She opened her mouth and he slid his cock past her lips. She sucked hard and he muttered a curse. He was about to embarrass himself. Her tongue slicked across the tip, cleaning away the precum that had collected there, and he moaned, his hips thrusting forward. Her hand curled around the base of his shaft as she bobbed her head back and forth over his cock.
Fuck, Grace was amazing at sucking dick. He’d died and gone to heaven. He wasn’t going to last at the pace she was setting. His balls tightened and with a harsh groan he pulled free of her mouth, shaking his head when she tried to suck on his cock again.
“No, wait.”
“I don’t want to.” She stroked his dick with her hand and pouted at him when he yanked her hand away.
“Wait, I said.”
When she pouted again, he could hardly control his urge to spank her. God, how beautiful would she look across his lap with her perfect ass turning red beneath his hand?
Another surge of pleasure washed over him. It was so strong he almost lost his breath. His cock twitched and more precum spilled out. She smiled up at him in a pleased sort of way that made him itch again to spank her.
“You sure you want me to wait, sir?”
He grinned at her. If Gracie thought she was calling the shots with him, she was sorely mistaken.
He pushed his thumb into her mouth, watching as she sucked on it. “Hands behind your back, Gracie.”
To his surprise, she tucked her hands behind her back immediately.
“Grab your left wrist with your right hand. If you let go, if you touch my dick with your hands, I’ll spank you. Understand, Princess?”
She nodded, his thumb in her mouth preventing her from speaking.
“Good. Do it.”
She slid her fingers around her wrist, the tips of her fingers turning white with the pressure. He pulled his thumb out of her mouth with a soft pop and smoothed her curls back from her face. “You look very pretty with my cock in your mouth, Princess.”
“Thank you, sir.”
She was a fast learner. His cock twitched again, and her gaze dropped to it. He held the base of his dick with his free hand and ran the head of it over her lips. She cleared the precum away with her tongue before smiling at him. “You taste good, sir.”
He slid his hand around to cup the back of her head again, her hair like velvet against his palm. “Open your mouth, Gracie.”
She opened and he slid his cock into her mouth again. She closed her lips around him, and he groaned, rubbing the base with his hand as she sucked hard.
“More,” he said.
He pushed forward until his head brushed against the back of her throat. She made a muffled sound of alarm and he stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Shh, baby, you’re doing so well. Look at me.”
She looked up at him and he thrust back and forth slowly. He was so fucking close. Just a few more strokes and he’d be there.
“Listen to me, Princess, all right?”
She hummed around his dick and he gasped at the vibrations, making two hard thrusts into her mouth.
“Behave,” he said. “I’m going to fuck your mouth until I come. You’re going to be my good girl and swallow all of it. Do you understand?”
He pulled out long enough for her to gasp out a “yes, sir” before he pushed back into her mouth.
“Everything I give you, Princess. Don’t let a single drop fall from your perfect mouth or I’ll punish you.”
She moaned in agreement, her eyes hazy with lust and desire as she sucked hard on his dick. He moaned and slid his other hand into her hair, holding her head tight with both hands as he pushed in and out of her perfect hot mouth.
“Fuck, so good, baby,” he crooned as he thrust faster. “You’re such a good girl. You have no idea how fucking hot you look right now. Suck harder, baby. Good… just like that.”
He drove in and out of her mouth, staring down at her as she kept her gaze glued to his face. The base of his spine was tingling, and his balls were tightening and drawing up. He pushed in and out, the feel of her tongue, the light scrape of her teeth, the suction of her mouth, driving him crazy with need.
He shouted hoarsely, his hips driving forward, the head of his cock slipping down her throat as he came hard. His body shaking, he surged forward again, watching as Grace swallowed his come.
He pulled back so she could draw in a gasp of air. Her soft tongue cleaned away the traces of come that still covered the head of his cock. He jerked at the sensation, his hands tightening around her scalp. When he was completely clean, she leaned back and licked her lips.
“Fuck,” he whispered as he bent down and tugged her hands apart. “That was incredible, Gracie.”
He helped her to her feet and brushed her hair back before kissing her. He could taste himself on her lips and her tongue and she moaned into his mouth, her curvy body rubbing up against his.
He released her mouth, loving the way her lips were swollen and red from sucking his dick. “You’re very good at sucking my cock, baby.”
“Thank you,” she said with a small grin.
He traced his finger along her collarbone. “Are you ready to have your pussy -”
The shrill ring of his cell phone made her jump and Tank lift his head and woof softly from his dog bed in the corner of the living room.
“Shit,” he said. “It’s my work ring. I have to get that.”