so I placed a piece of pineapple between my lips and offered it to him. He swept his tongue across my mouth as he lapped at the juice, never fully taking the tantalising piece of fruit. He sucked at it and nipped, but didn’t bite down.
My pussy was already getting wet. Who knew that feeding someone could be so exciting! But I let the feeling simmer. I didn’t want to be accused of rushing again.
He finally took the fruit from my lips. I watched, fascinated, as he chewed and swallowed my offering. Next I reached for another strawberry. I didn’t tease Ren like he had me. I put the strawberry to his lips and he sucked the whole piece in along with my fingers. I left them in his mouth, loving the pull he gave to them. I removed my hand and after he was done chewing he grabbed it before I could get another piece of fruit. He sucked the juice off my fingers.
I didn’t think I’d ever seen anything sexier. This continued until our tray was empty and I pouted a little because the small intimacy was something foreign to me and it was over too soon. The questions could wait for now because Ren was right—I didn’t need to rush.
He was hard between us. He’d enjoyed the feeding as much as I had. I wondered—
“May I suck your cock?” I stumbled over the last word.
Ren nodded.
It was my turn to explore his body and he let me. I kissed my way down to his dick. It was long and thick. No wonder I’d felt so full last night! I grasped him with my hands and nuzzled his balls before sucking one into my mouth. Ren moaned above me and his cock throbbed. I was going to suck him into my mouth, but he stopped me. Did I do something wrong?
I looked up and he had a condom in his hand. I didn’t like the taste of rubber and it must have shown on my face.
“Elizabeth, we don’t really know each other. It’s better to be safe right now.”
And right then I knew I could fall in love with this masterful man. He’d thought of my safety before his own pleasure. I moved enough so he could roll the condom down his length. I wrinkled my nose at the smell, but took the head of his dick into my mouth. I sucked and licked my way underneath the head of his cock. I remembered the men in that other room. How the dominant man fed his cock to his submissive, forcing him to take every inch. I wanted Ren’s hands in my hair, tugging me where he wanted me, to take control of the blow job. I wanted to be the submissive—to have my lover look at me with the same tenderness I’d seen the two men show each other.
He must have understood my dilemma when I paused. I put my hands beside his hips and opened my mouth so I wasn’t touching any part of him, but I was ready and willing to let him use me.
Ren tangled his hands in my hair and I sighed. He tugged and the pull against my scalp made me squirm, but I kept my mouth at the ready. He eased his length inside. I had to widen to take him in. I ran my tongue up and down him as he continued, not stopping until he reached the back of my throat, I gagged a little, but I was able to breathe through my nose. I wasn’t going to let him leave yet. I swallowed and he twitched, so I did it again. He stopped where he was and I fought the panic of not being able to breathe. Closing my eyes, I trusted that he would allow me to take a breath when he was ready. Nothing mattered in this moment but his enjoyment. I swallowed again and again until he pulled out completely. I whimpered at the loss then took in a couple of quick breaths before he repeated the process. I wanted to touch myself, I was so turned on. He was controlling my every breath, and I loved it. We fell in to a rhythm a few more times before he stopped.
I was dazed by the experience, panting, but wanting more.
“I’m going to come inside your pussy, pet, not your talented mouth. Now get up here and mount me. I want to play with your breasts.”
I scrambled to obey, positioning my body over his as he guided me down. He was still very much