Because You Are Mine Part V: Because I Said So Read Online Free PDF

the spray for now.”
    It was a strangely intimate thing to do, to spread her lips so that Ian could spray the desensitizer into the back of her throat. It had a refreshing flavor. She immediately felt the back of her throat go numb.
    He set down the bottle and came toward her.
    “Kneel,” he stated simply.
    He supported her at the shoulders while she went to her knees, since her wrists were restrained behind her back. She looked up and swallowed thickly. Her face was directly in front of Ian’s crotch. Why hadn’t she noticed the unusual fastenings on the black pants he wore? She’d been too preoccupied with his beautiful naked torso, and the things he’d drawn out of the bag, to observe that the pants had an unusual square flap over his genitals. She watched, spellbound, as he unfastened several buttons and the flap fell away. He reached into his left pant leg and extracted the shaft of his penis. He tossed the piece of cloth onto the bed, something she barely noticed, because she was suddenly just inches away from his exposed cock and shaved balls. He was hard—not iron hard like she’d seen him in the past but aroused nonetheless. He was beautiful. She licked her lower lip nervously as she studied the tapered, fat head. The thickest portion of it at the base had the circumference of a small plum. Had his cock really been inside her body? How in the world would she take it into her throat?
    “You even have to be dressed for
this
?” she asked incredulously, looking up at him, her eyes wide. A shiver went through her at the sight of him standing there, so tall and commanding, his cock poking from the crotchless trousers. It was an intimidating sight . . . an intensely erotic one.
    “Yes. Are you ready to begin?”
    He palmed the thick shaft and moved his hand along it while she watched.
    “Yes.”
    He released the shaft of his penis, the weight of it causing it to fall down at an angle. Her lips tingled in anticipation.
    “Oh!” She jumped.
    He’d turned on the vibrator. It buzzed energetically against her labia and clit. She looked up at him, stunned by the rush of intense pleasure. He studied her face closely. She felt a flush of warmth go over her chest, lips, and cheeks. It felt sinfully good. He grunted in satisfaction and stood before her again. He took his cock into his hand.
    “I will teach you to use your hand with your mouth on another occasion. Today you will grow familiar with having me in your mouth,” he said. She went still when he stepped nearer and brushed her lips with the tip of his cock. She parted. “Stay still,” he ordered tautly. She remained immobile while he outlined her lips, the fleshy tip of his cock feeling smooth and warm against the quivering flesh. His scent entered her flared nostrils . . . musk and man. Her vagina clenched tight and she moaned softly. The stalk grew firmer and the head felt tauter against her lips. Unable to stop herself, she touched the tip of her tongue to the succulent flesh.
    “Francesca,” he warned, pausing in his circling motions.
    She looked up at him anxiously. He frowned.
    “I forgot the damn blindfold again,” she thought she heard him mumble under his breath. “Spread your lips wide.”
    She opened as far as she could. He inserted the tip of his cock into her mouth. “Use your lips to cover your teeth,” she heard him say through the bang of her heartbeat against her eardrums. “Make them into a stiff ridge. The harder you can squeeze, the greater pleasure you will give me.” She clamped him as hard as she could when she heard that. He grunted. “Good. Now bathe the head with your tongue,” he said from above her.
    She eagerly did what he said, becoming even more excited as she watched him move his hand up and down the shaft. Was there anything more erotic in the world than seeing Ian touch himself?
    “That’s right. Learn my shape. Press hard.” She followed his instructions eagerly. “Yes.
There
,” he said, his voice