As though sensing her sudden tension, he stroked a hand through her hair and tilted her chin upward enough that his cock slid most of the way out and she was able to see his expression.
“I’m close,” he admitted. “Too damn close and I’m not ready for it to be over with.”
She smiled even as her tongue performed a delicate dance around the head of his penis.
“I want that ass, Angel, but it’s going to take time to prepare you for that. I’m going to untie you because I want you to use your hands to pleasure yourself while I ready you and then especially when I get inside you so that you feel no pain.”
She flushed at the idea of essentially masturbating in front of him, and as if sensing just what she was thinking, he hoisted her up so she was kneeling between his knees facing him. He smiled and thumbed her swollen lips.
“Trust me, babe. It won’t be the easiest to take me unless you pleasure yourself, especially when I first get inside you. The point is to have you so far gone and desperate for release that you’ll be begging me to go hard and fast so you can get off, and just so you know, you don’t come until I tell you. Because if it’s all over for you and I’m only just getting started, it isn’t going to feel as good, and I plan to fuck your sweet ass for a long time.”
Her entire body became heated and she fidgeted between his thighs, already impatient to experience Drake’s complete possession. He freed her hands and gently rubbed her wrists to ensure she had experienced no discomfort. Then he tossed the rope to the floor and cupped her chin, looking directly into her eyes.
“Position yourself like you were before, knees to the edge of the bed. Put your head down and rest your chest on the mattress so you can reach yourself and be able to rub your clit however it makes you feel good. I’m going to get some lube from the bathroom. In the meantime, I want you like I told you to be and I want to see you touching yourself and getting yourself worked up when I get back.”
There was a distinct edge in his voice, one that told her not to even think of disobeying him.
She slid from beneath his thighs and then got onto her hands and knees and inched her way back until she was on the edge of the bed. Then she leaned down, letting her face and chest rest against the mattress, and wiggled experimentally as she positioned her hand on her pelvis. She let her fingers slide slowly lower until she stroked her already throbbing clitoris and gave a soft sigh of contentment as streaks of pleasure wafted through her veins.
Drake was gone and back before she even registered his departure. She was so absorbed in the decadent sensations she was experiencing that she didn’t realize he’d come back until his hand slid over her ass, startling her and yanking her out of the cloud she’d become immersed in.
“If you start to come, stop touching yourself,” Drake said. “When I tell you to come, then get there, because it means I’m about to come and I want you with me.”
“I’m with you, Drake,” she whispered softly, smiling in a way she knew he found pleasing because of the sudden fire that blazed in his eyes.
He rubbed his thumb over the seam of her ass, the lubricant a cool contrast to his much warmer hands. Then he slid the blunt tip of a single finger just inside her puckered opening and she sucked in deeply, her eyes widening in surprise at just how big his finger seemed.
“Touch yourself,” Drake bit out. “I haven’t told you to stop. I’m going to fuck your ass whether you prepare yourself or not. The choice is yours.”#p#分页标题#e#
If she was so resistant to just his finger, she had no idea how his enormous erection was ever going to make it. She needed no second reminder and she didn’t want to displease Drake by defying him, so she began to gently rotate her finger around her clit until she found the right angle, the right amount of pressure and the speed she needed in order to distract herself from the gentle, yet persistent probing as Drake ensured she was well lubricated enough to take him.
Remembering not to stop touching herself when he fit his cock to her opening, she closed her eyes and concentrated only on the pleasurable sensations her fingers gave her. But then the overwhelming pressure and the burn that accompanied his initial breach of her tiny entrance became something else entirely.
She was edgy, on edge. Wanting him to stop and yet at the same time wanting him to thrust in as hard as he could and put an end to both their misery.
She whimpered low in her throat, a sound that made him stop immediately.
“Too much?” Drake whispered, even as he pressed forward more.