Gambling For The Virgin:A Dark Billionaire Romance(46)

Still without touching it, I grab the hem of his trousers and slowly  start pulling them down his legs as I go down to my knees on the limo's  carpeted floor. I look up at him, a grin on my face, and I know he's  bursting with anticipation.         

     



 

He kicks off his shoes hurriedly, and then I pull both his pants and  boxers off, my hands then brushing against his lower legs and up. It's  almost as hard for me as it is for him. I want to tease, yes, but with  his naked body so close to me, I'm teasing myself as well.

My hands climb up his legs and to his waist, my eyes not leaving his for  one simple second. His cock is throbbing, almost jumping in place as if  begging for me to touch it. It's almost impossible to resist.

My fingertips go around his waist, and then I lower them to his inner  thighs, feeling the warmness of his skin as his breathing starts to grow  anxious. I lean into him, his cock just one inch away from my parted  lips; but I remain in place, still not touching it. His body is tensing  up, and I know how hard he's resisting the urge to simply grab my head  and thrust his hips at me.

I open one hand, and with my open palm, I caress his balls, feeling  their weight. They're full with his seed, and I can barely wait to have  him panting, his cock shooting his load deep inside me... Just by  touching him there, his cock starts pulsing, thickening even more than  what I thought would be possible. I let go of his balls and let one  single finger brush over his cock all the way from his root to his tip; I  then take it off and go back down to the base, repeating the process  over and over again. I'm actually surprised by the way he's resisting  his own wild urges. I know I wouldn't be able to.

I tilt my head sideways, and leaning down, I plant my lips on his shaft.  My kiss is soft, my mouth barely touching him, but even so I can feel  the warm blood that runs through his cock furiously.

I part my lips slightly, feeling more of his flesh on me, and I suck  gently, kissing his shaft on a downward line all the way to his balls. I  then go back up, stopping just one inch away from his tip. Pulling  back, I look at him and let my tongue slowly escape my lips and reach  for his tip.

His hands go to my head when my tongue touches him, but he simply lays  them there, not moving at all. I start tracing circles around his tip,  smoothly brushing my tongue over his glans. I know he can't wait for me  to start sucking on him, and I just love how the anticipation is almost  palpable.

"It feels so good … " He whispers, his voice loaded with anxiety.

"It does, doesn't it?" Without even grabbing his cock with my hand, I  open my mouth and carefully engulf his whole tip, pulling back slowly  over it. He tangles his fingers in locks of my hair, and when I look up  at him, I notice he has his eyes closed.

"I just love how you handle my cock … " He says, breathing harder than  before. I do it again, his glans inside my mouth, and then I slowly  start lowering myself, his cock rolling over my lips and deep into my  mouth. I press his thickness upwards with my tongue, and the moment I  feel him exhale sharply, I grab his cock with my right hand. His hands  on my head jerk a little, almost as if he has been shocked, and I can't  help but feel my pussy becoming moist and dampening my thong.

Pulling back over his cock, I accompany the motion with my hand, and  when enough of his cock is out of me, I grasp the rest of it with my  other hand. Like that, I slowly start bobbing my head; I close my eyes  then, his flavor and scent completely taking hold of all of my thoughts  and pushing me toward a frenzied state.

I start going faster, grabbing and caressing his balls with one hand  while I suck him. I never imagined I would take so much pleasure out of  sucking a man, but then again, I have never been with a man like Lance … .  God, who would have imagined that having your mouth filled with a cock  this massive would be one of the best feelings in the world? And I'm  just talking about having him in my mouth, because when his cock is  sliding deep into my pussy …  How much better can all this possibly get?

I'm going as fast as I can now, and I'm not even using my hands. His  fingers on my head guide me as he thrusts, my mouth working with  complete abandonment. I go like this until I feel the muscles in my neck  starting to hurt; I pull back, his cock popping out of my mouth, but I  don't allow him any rest. I immediately start to stroke him, moving my  hand so fast I'm surprised I can even do it at all.

I notice he's grabbing at my hair harshly, but I don't care. I continue  to suck him, and when I realize it, I'm already moaning. I always  thought that women who moaned during a blowjob were pretty much making a  show out of it. Well, let me assure you right now, that's not what's  happening here. If I'm moaning, it's not because I want to; it's because  I need to. And believe me, if you ever have a cock this thick and long  inside your mouth, you'll be moaning too.

Taking his cock out of my mouth, I stop to catch my breath; then I tilt  my head sideway, and lick the side of his shaft until I reach its roots.  Going further down, I kiss his balls, sucking one in; it pops into my  mouth easily, and I roll it over my tongue, my lips not allowing it to  escape. When I finally let it go free, I turn my attention to the other  one, lapping at it with my tongue before sucking it in. They're massive  and heavy holding all his delicious semen inside of them …

I just can't help but open my mouth as wide as I can, taking both of his  ball inside of me. I suck on them hard before I finally turn my  attention to his shaft. I slide my tongue in a straight upward line,  stopping for a heartbeat on his tip, lapping at it with my tongue and  just sucking his glans with my eager lips. I hear him grunt slightly,  and the sound of it sends shivers up and down my spine.

He starts thrusting wildly now, and my mouth is open wide as his cock  slides in and out of me. I'm not big on cursing, but there's no other  way to put this: he's fucking my mouth, and it feels fucking amazing.

"Fuck … " he grunts suddenly, his pace winding down. He's close to coming,  and he's trying to resist the urge to do it …  Well, it's not his call. I  always liked to take the lead and be the dominant one. And I'm his  senior …  A boy like him has no other choice but to submit to my whims.

"Come for me, baby …  Just do it … " I whisper, taking his cock out of my  mouth just to get the words out. I dive into it again, and even though  he's pulling his hips back, trying to get his cock out of me, I  accompany his motion and push my mouth even further down. He tries  pushing me back with his hands, but I push back against the hold he has  on me; he has nowhere to run to, there's no escaping me and he knows it.  I'm the predator and he's my prey. He's mine.

Grabbing his cock by the base tightly, I start sucking with as much  effort as I can muster, bobbing my head back and forth as if my life  depended on it. It doesn't take long for his cock to start pulsing  against the inner side of my cheeks, and knowing that he's close, I push  through the pain on my neck and keep going as hard as humanly possible.

"Fuck!" he blurts out again, this time louder. His fingers curl against  my scalp, and with one mighty thrust, he cums into my mouth. It's warm  and salty, and as it gushes in a torrent over my tongue, I can feel my  skin prickling. I remain still, his spasming cock inside of me as he  shoots his seed, filling my mouth until it can't hold anything else,  both with his cock and his cum.

When his fingers on my head relax, I start pulling out, tightening my  lips around his cock on the way out. I look up at him then, making a  grimace out of it as his cum is still filling my mouth; he's breathing  hard, but there's a grin of satisfaction on his face.

Still looking him in the eyes, I open my mouth, showing him all of the  cum I have in my mouth. His face lights up with a devious grin and he  takes my hand in his, pulling me up and into him. I let myself go  willingly, feeling my knees sore from all that time kneeling at his  feet. Not that I'm complaining-oh, not at all.

As soon as I'm at his level, I lean forward and press my mouth against  his, parting my lips and letting his tongue in. I feel his semen  starting to drip down my chin as we kiss, but I couldn't care less. He  sucks on my tongue, and then rolls his inside of my mouth, stealing back  all of his cum. The moment he pulls back from me, I wipe my chin with  the back of my hand, swallowing whatever's left inside of my mouth.  Grinning, he does the same, his Adam's apple moving up and down as his  own fluids go down his throat.

"Don't think that means we're done," he says, that lustful grin on his  lips. He takes his hand and places it right over my crotch. "Now's my  turn."

My heart thrashes inside my chest as he says it, and my pussy almost  bursts like a dam. I become so wet that I start to feel even my dress  becoming damp. And no, I'm not exaggerating.