Vienna Betrayal - Lila Dubois Page 0,32

against the laces of his leathers until she came from the friction.

“Do not move.” His command was hard and sharp. When she didn’t immediately still, he grabbed the base of the plug and jerked it out.

Alena choked on air as the widest part of the plug was brutally extracted, forcing her muscles wide, causing a shockwave of pain tinged in pleasure to shoot through her.

Alena, shivering in reaction to the discomfort, lay still, obediently waiting.

Obediently. This time the word, thought only though not said, didn’t upset her.

Alexander once more stroked her clit, while also sliding the plug in once more, far more gently than he’d removed it.

Alena fought to hold still, but couldn’t restrain the sigh of pleasure.

Something cool and smooth pressed against her labia. Alexander slid it down until it settled into the V where her labia met, and what would have been the top of her pussy were she on her back. Whatever it was, it was small enough to nestle against the hood and root of her clit.

Alexander carefully released her thong, which snapped back into place, helping to hold the unknown object in place.

“Don’t move.” Alexander took a knee and started undoing the straps around her wrists. “If you lose it, I won’t replace it.”

“Yes, Sir.”

When both arms were free, and the waist strap removed, he stood back.

Alena watched hungrily as he undid the laces on his leathers, his intentions clear.

It was a test. She had to keep the ball—she was fairly sure the thing between her labia was round, and about the size of a large marble—in her pussy, while also sucking his cock.

Alexander finished undoing the laces, and spread the placket to the side. His cock sprang out, long and hard. The tip glistened, proof he was as aroused as she was.

He rolled on a clear condom, then walked toward her, cock bobbing.

She wished he’d taken off the pants, so she could see his bare legs, his ass. As it was, she couldn’t even see his balls, and it was clear that though he might now be exposed in some small way, it wasn’t a sign of vulnerability as it was when a submissive stripped.

“Up.” He paused, cleared his throat. “Up on your elbows.”

The fact that he’d changed the command, that he’d both listened and actually heard her at the start of the scene, made her feel soft warm things that had no place in this lurid moment.

Alena carefully shifted her arms, elevating her shoulders and bracing her elbows on the leather. The ball in her pussy shifted, and she held her breath. Mercifully, it stayed in place.

Alexander’s hand slid into her hair. Alena licked her lips, and when he pulled her head to his cock, she licked the tip, tasting the condom rather than his skin.

She lapped at the head and sides of his cock, since the condom wasn’t lubricated. He held still for several minutes until, with a grunt, Alexander tightened his hold on her hair and pressed his cock against her lips.

She opened her mouth and leaned to the side, wanting to make it easier for him to fuck her face. Alexander slid his cock past her teeth; the head hit the roof of her mouth, but he didn’t stop. She adjusted her position, and he slid in deeper, until his cock hit the back of her throat, triggering a gag.

He didn’t let her go when she gagged. He held her head firmly but not cruelly, forcing her to work past the reflex.

Finally he withdrew. She sucked in air, licked her lips, and then opened her mouth, waiting for him to slide his cock in once more.

Alexander made a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a grunt. She looked up, and saw that his face was set in stark lines, his cheeks flushed. He was closer to the edge of his own limit than she’d thought, and the fact that she could do this to him was a pleasure in and of itself.

He didn’t thrust into her waiting mouth, and instead took something from the small pocket of his t-shirt. It was a black rectangle the size of a business card, but several centimeters thick.

Alexander grinned down at her and pressed it.

The ball resting against her clit started to vibrate.

Alena sucked in air and held perfectly still as spikes of pleasure shot from her clit to every nerve ending in her body.

She looked up, panting, and Alexander said, “Orgasm if you can.”

If? She could already feel her abdominal muscles