“What?” She looks up at me with fear in her eyes. “Cooper!”
“What did I just fucking say? Do you, or do you not, want to be mine?”
“Yes!” I cock my head at her and she gulps. “Yes, my king.”
I lower my voice. “Then open your mouth.”
She opens. And I make her wait like that. I make her sit there with tears in her eyes as they stare up at me. She still has remnants of last night’s makeup on her face. Black smudges on her cheeks. And when the new tears escape her eyes, they reanimate the smudges and carry them all the way down to the edge of her jaw.
“Now that’s fucking sexy.”
I let go of her hair. And she starts to close her mouth, but I shake my head. “Don’t you fucking dare. Don’t you fucking dare close your mouth after I commanded you to open it.”
She opens it back up real quick.
“Keep it open and take off your shirt.”
She swallows once. Then hurriedly lifts my borrowed t-shirt over her head.
“Now the shorts. But do not get up off your knees.”
She wiggles around and manages to get the shorts off without standing.
I grab her hair again. This time with both hands. Saliva has pooled in her mouth and when I tip her head forward to slip my now rock-hard cock onto her tongue, it spills over her lips and down her chin.
She starts to close her mouth around my cock, but I yank on her hair. “Did I tell you to close your mouth, Fugling?”
She answers me with a tiny shake of her head.
I stare at her unblinking. Forcing her to wait. Then I lower my voice and say, “Now I’m gonna ask you one more time, Cadee. Is this what you want? Huh? You want the diamonds? You want the mansion? You want the lake, and boats, and the cars? You want the security? And the man?”
She’s silent.
“Well? Do you?”
She nods. So much fucking saliva is spilling past her lips now, I almost can’t control myself. I want to face-fuck her right now.
“Then you do what you’re told. If that’s not what you want, then walk out right now. It’s. Your. Choice, Cadee.”
She doesn’t move.
“Get up and leave, if you can’t take it. I won’t stop you. But if you want all that stuff that comes with the job of being my offering, and you stay, then you will do as you’re told. And if I tell you that these gifts aren’t yours to keep, then you will bow your fucking head and say, ‘Yes, my king. Take them away.’”
She does not move.
“I need a yes. Or a no. Right now.”
She nods her head.
“I’m gonna take that as a yes then.” And then I ease my hips forward and force my cock deeper and deeper into her throat until it hits the back of her soft palate and she gags.
But she does not close her mouth around it.
I smile down at her, unwrap one hand from her hair, and pet her cheek. “Good girl.”
She’s too busy breathing through her nose to give a fuck now. I’m sure all she’s thinking about is wrapping her lips around my cock. Not because she’s particularly into oral, but I’m fairly certain she is having some real difficulty keeping her mouth open now.
Too bad I’m not done talking yet. “Jack gave me some advice last night. To help you out. He said, ‘Challenge her, Cooper. Give her the ability to rise and succeed.’ So that’s what I’m going to do, Cadee. I’m going to challenge you. Every chance I get. And each time you… perform, you will rise. And they will know.”
We both pause to let that sink in.
Then I say, in a soft voice, “Understand me?”
She nods and blinks her eyes. Which makes more tears spill down her cheeks and drag last night’s makeup along for the ride.
“Good.” I smile at her. “Put your hands on your thighs.” She does this without question. “Do not move them. Not once, Cadee. And do not take your eyes off me. Or I will go back to my father and tell him you’re not good enough for me and your time here will be over. Got it?”
She nods. And holy fuck. There is so much saliva pooled around my dick now, I want to blow my load right on her tongue.
“Good. And now, I’m going to fuck your face until I come.”
And do I see a small hint of a smile?
Can’t have that. So I smack her face. Not hard. Just enough to shock that smile back into submission.
Then I start easing my hips back and forth so my cock slides in and out of her open mouth. I put one hand on the underside of her chin and across her throat while the other one grabs the hair on the top of her head. Then I slowly, carefully push my cock deep. Until I can feel the muscles of her neck straining and the bottom of her tongue pushing up against my shaft, making her mouth as slick, and warm, and tight as her pussy.
“Fuuuck, Cadee.”
She almost smiles again. So I slap her. Just a little harder this time. I want to tell her to focus, but I want her to pay attention to her stinging cheek and not my words.
I pull back, almost letting my cock slip out of her mouth, but stop just before that happens.
I smile at her. I can’t stop myself. But she is good and doesn’t smile back.
“You can close your mouth now, Fuckling.”
She doesn’t smile this time. But she does wrap her lips around the tip of my cock and begins to suck me off.
And then I’m fucking her face again. Faster now. Harder. And then I stop, my cock nearly down her throat. She gags a little and when I feel the muscles of her mouth and throat contract against the tip of my head, I let go.
I spill right down her throat. And I grab her hair with both hands and force her face up to my stomach until her lips are touching me.
Her hands are pushing me back. Slapping my thighs. But I’m right in the middle of my release so it takes me a couple seconds to respond to that and let her push me away.
She turns to the side, coughing. Saliva all over her face and dripping onto her tits.
“Get up,” I say, pulling her to her feet by the hair. I let my shorts slide down my legs and step out of them, then push her in front of me and walk her over to the bathroom.
Both of us are breathing heavy but she is nearly gasping for breath. Inhaling and exhaling with loud, exaggerated noises.
I turn the shower on and push her inside the stall, then pull the glass door closed behind us.
We stand there, just looking at each other, her eyes locked on mine. The water is hot and steam fills up the stall and steams the door, making it semi-opaque.
Then I extend a hand to her and she takes it. I pull her under the rain shower spilling out of the ceiling until we are pressed against each other. We tip our heads up and let it soak our hair and run down our bodies. Then I wash her hair as she washes my body. And we rinse and wash again, until finally, we are clean.
Then I pull her close, hugging her, then kissing her. First her head, then her neck, and then her lips. I hold her face in my hands as I do this. “I love you.” It’s a whisper. Barely heard over the noise of the falling water.
She leans in to my ear with her response. “I love you too, my king.”
I reach down and grab the back of her thighs, picking her up and walking her a few steps over to the tile wall. I press her against it, my hard cock between her legs. Ready for another round.
Well, not really another round.