His hand was on his cock, that big hand that had brought her such peace. He stroked his cock, running his hand all along from the base to the gorgeous bulbous head of his dick. He stroked himself a few times, allowing her to watch him before pushing his dick to her lips. “Suck me.”
There was nothing she wanted more. She wanted to suck him, to make him crazy, to make him come. She wanted to taste him the way he’d tasted her. He’d spent so much time on her that she felt the need to pay him back. Like a lover. Like a Dom.
She leaned forward, deeply loving the way his bindings held her. She couldn’t touch him with anything but her mouth. Her hands were securely bound along with the rest of her torso. She could feel his mark on every inch of her skin. It was like he touched her everywhere.
She licked the head of his dick. So long. It had been so long since she’d performed this service and now she remembered why she liked it. She wanted to pay back her Dom. She wanted to be a part of a D/s couple, to be necessary.
A low groan came from his throat and she knew she was doing the right thing. She was doing the thing that brought her Dom pleasure. She sucked the head of his cock inside and let her tongue worry the soft, sweet underside. There was a delicious V on the underside of his dick that she could play with. His fingers found her hair and she knew damn well she was making him crazy. His pelvis thrust forward, a groan coming from his throat.
He pulled on her hair, forcing his dick in farther.
She could taste his pre-come, knew he wouldn’t last long under her teeth and tongue. He might talk a good game about wanting a sweet sub who never ever did what she wasn’t told to do, but he liked it when she was rough with him. She gave him the bare feel of her teeth along his cock and she felt him pulse in her mouth.
“Take more.” He shoved his dick farther in, his hands tangling in her hair.
The desperate quality to his voice made her pussy soften. She worked her pelvis up and down, loving how the knot felt against her clit as she sucked his cock.
She let her tongue coat his cock. He would never fit perfectly. He was way too big for that. She had to relax her damn jaw to get him even halfway in. He stroked her, setting a sweet rhythm. Her tongue whirled. She ran it all around his cock and sucked deep.
Over and over she drew him inside. His tangy essence coated her tongue and she sucked harder, taking him deeper into her mouth. Inch by inch she worked him to the back of her throat. She sucked him hard, loving the flavor of his pre-come. She wanted to touch him, but his bindings forced her to focus on him, on the feel of his dick on her tongue, the way he held her head, the taste of him. She pushed all thoughts of herself down. He’d done that with her. He’d focused on her so it was easy, so easy to give him her attention.
Down and back. Down and back. She loved how his hands tangled harder in her hair. Like he couldn’t stop himself. Every motion brought her closer to climax because that knot he’d tied rubbed her clit.
Pleasure swamped her, making her work him even harder. The music thrummed through her system, pulsing against her skin. The fact that there was an audience only made it better. They might not see his climax, but she would give them a show. She was powerful and beautiful in the moment. It didn’t matter what anyone else thought. It only mattered what she felt. And she felt like she was ten feet tall. Derek groaned and shoved his cock in, harder and faster than before. He was losing that control of his. He always took such care with her. It meant something that he would let go.
It meant that he was hers.
It might not last forever, but in this moment, he belonged to her. Her sweet Master.
She inhaled his cock, working the knot at her clit the whole time. As she drew him to the back of her throat, she felt the orgasm bloom. He’d worked his magic and he didn’t have to keep a hand on her. He’d set her up to come to her pleasure. Every knot he’d built had brought her to a sweet spot. She pulled hard on his cock, thrilled when she tasted the first of his come on her tongue.
“Karina!” He shouted her name as he shoved his cock deep. Over and over he pulsed in her mouth, giving her everything he had.
He held her hair, but it was gentler now, his cock a presence but he’d relaxed as he’d given up his come. She licked and sucked and enjoyed her power. Her orgasm flushed through her system, making the world a lovely place.
“Thank you, gorgeous,” he said softly.
She let his cock slip away, knowing she would have him again. When she opened her eyes, she glanced around. Every person in the club seemed to be watching them. Derek smoothed her hair back. He helped her stand and started to unwind the ropes he’d bound her up in.