deeply. Bracing his hands on the insides of each of her thighs, he felt her hand tangle in his hair, pulling his mouth to her pussy. Suddenly he was starving. When the initial taste of her sweet honey slid across his tongue, he knew that Eve would be the only thing that would ever fully sate him. “Lick it like you mean it, pet, and I’ll be very good to you.”
*****
His body was gorgeous enough. Watching him stroke himself to orgasm, had been arousing, but it was his obedience that turned her on more. He had zero experience with Dom/sub relationships and no experience with her, but he’d given her his obedience— his trust, despite his refusal to accept the part of himself that drove him to her. And that was more erotic than any show he could have put on for her. Strong hands gripped the insides of her thighs gently as she tangled her fingers further in his blonde hair. Fixated on watching him, she tingled as his pink tongue darted out to lap at her. Licking and nibbling on her lips, he took each one between his teeth, pulling lightly. Each tug moved her clit ring against her tender skin. The cool of the steel mixed with the warmth of his breath taunted her clit mercilessly. When she’d had enough teasing, she pulled his face into her pussy harder . With a flat tongue, he licked long swipes from the entrance of her cunt to the top, dragging his rough tongue over her clit, flicking her piercing with it. He circled her nub over and over, fluttering across it before starting over at her weeping core. His sighs and moans let her know he was enjoying as much as she was, but she didn’t need to hear him for that . She could see his bouncing cock down below her along with the slight wetness beginning to bead there. Slowly, she started to move her hips, bucking against his face, riding his tongue.
“Fuck me with your tongue . Swallow everything.” Deacon’s tongue contracted to a terse point, as pumped it in and out of her, licking her passage, doing with his tongue what he’d no doubt like to do with his dick . She slid one hand down between them to rub a ‘V’ alongside her clit in tandem with his tongue. Her breath quickened, her pulse raced. She met every thrust of his tongue with her hips while rubbing her clit with a firm, steady pressure until she couldn’t hold back anymore . She never took her eyes off of him, but watched as he fucked her the way she’d instructed. When her inner muscles began to flutter wildly, her mouth fell open, and she moaned through her orgasm. Her juices coated his chin while he swallowed every drop of wetness as she rode out her climax on his tongue. When the pulsing of her sex subsided, she shoved his head back and slid off the desk. Her movements were hurried, but always controlled. His weeping erection needed attention before he lost faith in her promise to take care of his needs, and he began to second guess his willingness to follow her instructions as she introduced him to the submissive side of himself.
“That was good, but I think we can do better.” Eve stepped around behind him and put the heel of her boot up on his back, giving him a shove. “Up . On the desk. Flat on your back, and only one rule; hands to yourself.” When h e didn’t hesitate , she grinned wickedly. Once on the desk, he did as she asked, lying flat on his back after kicking his scrub bottoms off the rest of the way. His cock seemed to stand taller when he was on his back than it did when he was on his knees, and in this position, it was nearly intimidating. Eve walked around to the other side of the desk to remove a few items from the false bottom of a drawer. A silk scarf, she tied around his head, covering his eyes.
“If you cannot see, you have to rely on other senses, and more importantly, you have to rely on me. Trust me not to hurt you, only pleasure you . I’ll give you what your body needs, not what you think you want. Sam e goes for these.” Cold steel snapped around one wrist before
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