Mastered(67)

He had to know she’d never done this. Surely he did.

“Evangeline,” he said, his voice not as terse as it had been before.

She glanced up at him, swallowing nervously.

“I’ll guide you. If I wanted a woman who was an expert at giving head, there are any number of women I could have. But your innocence is a turn-on like none I’ve ever experienced. I like that I’m the only man who has felt your sweet mouth around his cock. Relax. I promise that my being inside your mouth will be nothing short of perfection.”

Buoyed by his words and absurdly happy that he wanted her, that he liked her inexperience, she leaned forward, placing her hands on his thighs only for him to gently pry them away and lower them to her own thighs.

“Keep your hands down. I’ll direct your movements. All you have to do is relax and trust me.”

She realized in that moment, misgivings and all, that she did trust him and she couldn’t even say why. God only knew the rocky, tumultuous start of their . . . whatever this was between them . . . didn’t lend itself to blind trust, but she felt safe with him and some part of her knew he wouldn’t hurt her.

After ensuring her hands were in their proper place, she leaned up on her knees and tentatively swirled her tongue around the bulbous head of his cock, licking it clean. Then she opened her mouth wider and began to slide him further into her mouth, working her tongue around his girth so that no spot was left untouched.#p#分页标题#e#

To her dismay, he was only halfway in when she felt the tip brush against the back of her throat. She’d been right. There was no way she could take all of him. Not without making an embarrassing spectacle of herself and gagging. How humiliating would that be? She had no knowledge of deep-throating, something she’d only heard of by listening in on her friends’ more bawdy conversations. According to them, men liked women who could deep-throat very much. But then Drake had contradicted that claim by saying if he wanted a woman who was an expert at giving head, as he’d described it, there were no shortage of women he could call on. He’d told her he wanted her. That had to mean something, right?

“Relax, Angel,” Drake said gently. “I like it long and slow. Getting off quickly in such a sweet mouth would be a crime. Take a deep breath. I’ll guide you. Breathe through your nose. I won’t overwhelm you.”

His words had a calming effect and she instantly relaxed. His fingers tangled into her hair and he palmed her head with his hands, holding her firmly as he took over.

He thrust forward, his instructions replaying in Evangeline’s mind. He paused a moment and she peeked up at him from underneath her lashes to see his face creased in ecstasy. He withdrew and then pushed in again, deepening his thrust.

She felt a moment of fleeting panic and forced herself to breathe out through her nose and relax.

For several long minutes, he leisurely thrust in and out, each time gaining more depth as he allowed her to become accustomed to the experience and his considerable size.

She sensed the change in him immediately and knew he was nearing his breaking point. His grip on her head tightened and his movements became less gentle. He was hot and silky and so very hard in her mouth, sliding over her tongue again and again.

“I’m going to fuck your mouth, Angel. And I’m going to fuck it hard.”

Before she had time to react to the statement, he began thrusting harder, fucking her mouth just like he’d fuck her pussy. She didn’t have time to react or overthink or even panic. She was too focused on staying as relaxed as possible and remembering to breathe. It took every ounce of her strength not to choke or gag, but she was determined not to disappoint him.

A tiny burst of liquid escaped on her tongue, surprising her. And she knew he was very close.

“Swallow it, Angel. Do not let one drop escape the mouth I’m about to come in.”

She shuddered at his words, her entire body tingling, her nipples and clit swollen and aroused. So much so that a single touch would catapult her into orgasm.

She’d never performed oral sex on a man, much less swallowed his ejaculate. And he’d given her strict orders not to allow a single drop to escape her lips. She closed her eyes, giving in to Drake’s urgent demands and simply giving herself into his care, knowing she wouldn’t fail as long as he was in control.

He thrust hard, at one point his balls bumping her chin. His entire body was rigid and his hands were making a tangled mess of her hair. He couldn’t seem to remain still, his fingers and hands constantly stroking and caressing her head as he murmured words of encouragement and praise.