She drew in her bottom lip and he almost lost it. Did she have any idea what she did to his resolve?
“Can I have your cock instead, Master?”
He swallowed a groan. “No.”
“Then yes.”
This should keep her highly stimulated but not enough to climax. “Remember, if you come, I’ll walk away and leave you totally unsatisfied.”
Her lips firmed and he wanted to take her right then. If she cried out his name prematurely, he’d jack off or else demand that she suck on his cock. He closed his eyes for a second to refocus. Why did he insist on torturing himself?
You want her to truly enjoy herself. I’m doing it for her.
Using the tip of the vibrator he pried open her pussy lips. He wanted to lick her and drink in her juices, but to do that would be cruel. She wasn’t trained enough to control her own body. He moved the vibrator back and forth over her opening and loved how her moans of pleasure increased with each swipe. From the way her body swayed, she was fighting her urges. When she bent her knees he caved and slipped the vibrator an inch into her pussy. The tension in her face immediately disappeared.
Her groan made him so fucking hard. What he wouldn’t give to be that piece of hard plastic. Taking his time, he glided the vibrator in and out of her, and with each pass, her juices turned heavier. By the time he had the vibrator fully seated in her, her scent had permeated every one of his cells and he fought hard to keep the beast inside from getting out. He prayed he wouldn’t cave.
He never shifted unless it was to fight an enemy. This irrepressible urge drove him crazy, but he was determined to bring her the ultimate climax. He prayed he could last that long.
“Would you like me to turn this on?” There were rotating beads that would pummel her walls and drive her close to the brink, but if he put it on the slowest speed, she wouldn’t go over the edge. Or so he hoped.
“Yes, Master.”
He smiled at her compliance and thrilled that her defiance had turned to desperation. As soon as the vibrator went to work, he held it in place and dragged his tongue across a distended nipple. Her tits were perfect, so soft and supple and full.
You are weak.
Right now he almost didn’t care.
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Liz was glad he couldn’t see her eyes because she was sure they’d be red from squeezing them tight. This constant teasing was almost too much to bear. Her walls kept spasming when he touched her. Knowing satisfaction wasn’t permitted made it more difficult not to seek release. If her climax claimed her and he walked away, she would turn into a maniac. She had to believe this was as hard on him as it was on her.
His one hand masterfully manipulated the vibrator while his other pinched the nipple not consumed by his mouth. Her juices flowed and her pulse raced. She bit the inside of her mouth to stop from coming. His teeth tugged on her swollen crest and the quick intake of pain turned into something glorious a minute later. How could anyone not have an orgasm?
While she didn’t ask for his cock, her mouth opened as she gulped in air. Perhaps it was when she dropped her head back that he understood she was ever so close. He shut off the vibrator and pulled it out.
How dare he? She was about to get satisfaction with or without his cock. The second she growled at him, all contact ended.
“That’s good that you didn’t come.”
That’s because you pulled out the fucking vibrator.
Instead of commenting, she pressed her lips together to show her displeasure. He cupped her pussy and the brief personal touch sent skitters up her spine. But it was when he slipped in a finger inside her that her body heated up again.
He leaned in close and nibbled on the hollow of her throat. His tender kisses were more powerful than any fake cock in her pussy.
“Would you like me to eat you?”
God, the man was going to break her. “Yes, Master, but only a little.”
His chuckle was a balm to all her fears. He skimmed his hands down her sides. From the angle, she assumed he was getting on his knees. She clenched her ass in preparation for the assault on her pussy. Instead of relief, he had the nerve to nip his way up her inner thigh while he massaged her ass. To keep from screaming, she pictured tying him up and licking his cock but never putting him in her mouth. In this imaginary world, she’d promise him her pussy and even hover over his cock, but since his hands would be tied and his legs spread wide, he couldn’t take her. She smiled.
The real world invaded when he did the unthinkable. He swiped her entire pussy with his tongue and evoked a gasp.
“Please, Master.”
He thumbed her clit. “Please, Master, what?”
“Please, Master, fuck me.”
“Patience.”