Highest Bidder Collection - Lauren Landish Page 0,229

Her face is partially buried in the comforter that she has up around her neck. The warmth gives her skin a slight blush. I’ve seen her naked so many times, last night I felt her raw, not only in the way I took her, but also in her emotions when she gave me something she can never have back. After I cleaned us up, I held her as a lover should, I was happy to give her that. She fell asleep in my arms, and that’s where she’s stayed.

She’s at peace and relaxed. It is an odd thing to me, the feelings washing over me as I look at her, something I didn’t expect.

“Lilly,” I say her name in this even cadence, her breathing comes to a halt as she readjusts in her sleep, still not waking. I move my arm out from under her, the air feeling cool without her warmth.

Her head falls to the mattress without my support. She gasps, opening her sleepy eyes and bracing herself with both hands on the mattress. I give her a minute to wake and to recognize where she is. The moment she sees me, her pupils dilate with both recognition and desire.

I sit up on my knees, shoving my silk pajama pants down along with my boxers so my cock springs free. My little flower is such a naughty girl. She licks her lips staring at my cock, but she’s as still as can be on the mattress, as she waits obediently for my command. Such a good girl.

“What are you?” I ask her as I stroke myself from end to end, spreading the moisture over the head of my dick.

She breathes her answer, “yours.” Fuck, hearing her lust-filled voice admitting my claim to her with such pride makes me want her that much more. I reach down, grabbing her by the hair at her nape, fisting it and bringing her lips to my dick.

“Damn right you are,” I tell her as her lips slide down my cock and my head brushes against the back of her throat. Fuck! She feels too good. It takes everything in me not to groan out loud and shove deeper down her throat. Although I have a grip on her, controlling her if I need to, I let her move at her own pace. She nearly gags on my cock, her wide eyes looking apologetic. I don’t give a fuck. Her mouth feels like fucking heaven.

I buck my hips once, feeling her throat stretch around my cock. She takes it, her hands almost reaching up to grip me, but she quickly puts them back down, gripping her thighs. Her eyes water as I pump my hips, forcing her to take more and holding myself at the back of her throat. Only for a moment, before pulling out and giving her a moment to catch her breath.

She breathes in deep, keeping her mouth open and ready for more. Fuck, she’s too good to be true.

She moans around my dick, loving how I’m using her. She gets on all fours, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks my length eager to take more. Her tongue massages the underside of my dick and her throat closes around my head as she goes as far as she can, her nose almost reaching the coarse pubic hair.

Again, she moans and her lips push down, stroking my length as she blows me. She moves her lips all the way to the ridge of the head of my cock, it sends tingles down my spine, my toes curl and I nearly cum just from that sensation.

The tip of her tongue dips into the slit licking up the small bit of pre-cum that slinked out. She moves her hand up to stroke my dick and that’s what I’ve been waiting for.

Thank fuck she did it before I came. I’m quick to grab her wrists before she can touch me. I pull out of her mouth, pushing her backwards and pinning her down on the mattress. Her eyes flash with fear as I hold her down, staring at her with narrowed eyes.

“Did I tell you that you could touch?” I asked her, my head tilted. A spark of knowing darts across her blue eyes as she realizes what she’s done.

“I’m sorry, Sir,” her hips tilts and her upper thighs clench. “I had no right.” She gives in so easily. Accepting what she’s done. My fingers dig into her hip before loosening my hold on her