“Good. Come here and take out my cock.”
Brielle walks closer, her breasts jiggling as she moves. I can feel pre-come leaking from the end of my cock. If I don’t get her mouth on me soon, I’m going to explode.
She releases my button and tugs down the zipper, and then her hands are inside my boxers, her delicate fingers curling around my shaft. I groan and stifle a curse.
“How’s this, sir?” she asks, her eyes full of fire.
“Down on your knees, pet. I want to be in your mouth.”
She sinks to her knees and frees me the rest of the way from my pants, letting them fall to my ankles. Then she plants her hand at the base and brings her lips to my tip, licking the head lightly. Zings of pleasure shoot down into my balls.
“Deeper,” I growl.
She opens and takes me into the warmth of her mouth, sucking noises punctuating the silence around us. Her hand strokes up and down, following the path of her tongue.
She’s swallowing me down her throat, and I’m seconds away from coming when I pull myself free.
“Fuck.” I stroke her hair, tucking it back behind her ears. My cock is so hard and primed, it aches, but I want to be inside her when I come.
She smiles up at me, her lips swollen and damp.
“Come here, beautiful.” I lift her in my arms and walk us over to the dresser. When I sit her on the top, it’s the perfect height for bringing us together. “I can’t wait any longer.”
I push her knees apart and step between them, kissing her deeply while my thumb strokes her clit. She moans into my mouth, her tongue tangling with mine. Right when she’s on the brink of orgasm, I push inside in one swift thrust.
Brielle comes apart, clawing at my shoulders and crying out loudly.
My thumb doesn’t stop stroking her swollen clit as her walls slam down around me. “That’s it, peach. Come all over me. Just let go.”
I continue rocking in and out of her, and when I look down between us, I see my cock coated in her slick heat.
Her breathing is coming hard and fast, and her eyes are glazed over with lust. I pull myself free and carry her over to the bed, laying her down gently.
I’m worried I’ve pushed her too far tonight. That being here, inside this club, inviting another man into the room, might have been all too much. She’s trembling all over, and I grab a throw blanket from the cabinet, covering her up and cuddling her to my chest. Once she catches her breath, she blinks up at me.
“Why didn’t you finish?” She looks down at my still semi-hard erection.
“Your well-being comes first. You were shaking like a leaf.”
She gives me a coy look. “I’d just come harder than I have in my entire life. That didn’t mean I needed to stop.”
She reaches for me and strokes me lightly. I’m fully hard again in an instant.
“Are you sure you don’t need a minute?” I grunt.
“Positive.”
I kiss her deeply as the unmistakable feeling that this woman was made for me crashes through me.
“Besides, you’re supposed to be showing me what you like, remember?”
“Are you sure about that?” I know exactly what I want.
She nods.
“Then turn over.”
With a quizzical look on her delicate features, she rolls onto her stomach.
I grab a pillow and lift her, placing it under her hips, then grab my toy bag from beside the door. I don’t have our candle because I didn’t expect to see her tonight, but a Dom never leaves home without his bag. I’m like a Boy Scout that way. You never know when you might need to instruct a fellow Dom on the proper use of a double-short-tail flogger.
When I return to the bed, Brielle is resting with her cheek on the mattress, watching me closely. “Wh-what are you going to do?”
“Just try and relax for me, okay?” I consider blindfolding her, but then decide I’m introducing her to enough new sensations tonight; no need to throw that into the mix too. Besides, I want to see her eyes and her expression when I take her.
I grab some lubricant from my bag and set it on the bed beside me.
“Remember this?” It’s the vibrator I used on her in the condo she was showing clients.
“Fondly,” she says.
I tuck it back inside its case and put it in the bag. “Too bad we won’t be using it then.” I smirk. “Let’s try this one.” It’s a Jimmy Jane Form Two. A double-pronged love device, one of my favorites because it produces an almost immediate orgasm. It will be perfect to tease her with and to test her control.
“Is that a plug?” she asks, noting the little toy in my hand with its smooth end and flared base.
I don’t need to spell it out for her. My cock is big; her ass is tight. It’s simple mechanics. “It’ll help make sure you’re ready for me.”
She watches me curiously, but doesn’t say anything.
“Up on your knees a little bit for me, sweetheart.”
She grants me the access I desire, her butt lifting just slightly off the bed.
I place the vibrator under her pelvis and turn it on. Her entire body jolts in surprise.
“Holy shit!”
Raising an eyebrow at her. “Everything okay down there?”
“What is this thing?” she gasps, her hands already clawing at the sheets.
“Just a little toy to make sure you’re ready for me.”
Standing at the edge of the bed, I take my time to undress completely while Brielle watches me, her eyes fluttering with the pleasurable buzz against her clit.