Her Vampire Addiction - Tabitha Black Page 0,43
can fill me with trepidation and desire at the same time.
Only when he’s sucked my nipple raw does he move to the other one and begin the process anew, until I’m whimpering, begging him to please, please… I don’t know what I want him to do but I want this exquisite torture to stop.
At last, he gives my nipple a savage nip and releases it. “Spread your legs,” he growls. “Further… that’s it. Close your eyes.”
I’m breathless, my heart is pounding as I do as he says and wait. The warm water is cascading over my shoulders and my clit feels huge, desperate for his touch. It wouldn’t take much to finish me—I’m already so close…
I hear it a split-second before I feel it. Maximus has switched one of the shower heads to the jet setting and before I’ve even realized what he intends to do, he’s directed it between my spread thighs, the pounding stream of water shooting directly onto my aching, pulsating nub.
The orgasm hits me almost instantly. I’m vaguely aware of him saying something but I can’t make out the words, what with the roaring of the water and the sensations flooding through my every nerve ending. My thighs are shaking and I’m clenching my hands together to keep them above my head as wave after wave of pleasure courses through me before my climax finally begins to ebb. I’m over-stimulated now, and the strong jet of water is too much for my raw clit. I twist my hips, trying to get away, but Maximus claps one strong hand against my belly and pins me to the wall.
“You think you can just come without permission?” he snarls, shifting the stream closer so it’s pounding me even harder.
I’m mewling, my entire world, all my focus reduced just to the intolerable stimulation on my most sensitive spot.
“This is what happens to bad little girls who come without permission,” he goes on. “They get punished.” His hand on my belly slides down over my pubic bone and tugs the hood back from my clit, exposing my abused button even more directly to the agony.
“Pleasepleaseplease…” I’m chanting, frantic, desperate for him to stop. “I’m sorry!” Even as I say it, I realize that the sensation has shifted again. I’m not sure whether he’s redirected the stream, but the pain is morphing back into pleasure.
“Hmm,” he says, and I can hear the smile in his voice. “It never ceases to amaze me what the female body is capable of.” He’s moving the jet now, back and forth, massaging my clit back toward yet another peak. “If you push through the pain…”
My moan is strangled, echoing off the tiled walls.
“Are you going to come again without permission, pet?”
“No! No, Sir. No, never!” I’m humping the air now but he’s moving with me, offering me no surcease.
“Good.” He switches the jet off abruptly and I hear him set the shower head aside. My clit is still thumping uncontrollably. “On your knees. Keep your eyes closed. Hands behind your back and open your mouth.”
I’ve never been a big fan of giving head but suddenly I’m overwhelmed with the need to taste him and I slowly lower myself into position. For a moment he makes me wait, then I feel the big, round tip of his cock sliding against my lips.
“If you do a good job,” he growls, “I might let you come again. If not…”
The threat hangs unspoken in the air but it’s unnecessary. I want to please him, want to make him feel as good as he made me feel. His fingers thread through my wet hair, snagging a knot, but my gasp of pain is muffled by his thick length pressing slowly into my mouth.
“Can you take it all, little pet?”
I’m not sure but I’m certainly going to try. I relax my throat as he clutches my head and pushes his shaft deeper inside. One of my exes had a thing for blow jobs, and I’m glad for the training now as Maximus begins to fuck my throat slowly, carefully at first, my lips stretched wide around his considerable girth.
He lets out a groan and I feel it all the way down to my toes. “I’m impressed, pet,” he says, letting me come up for air by pulling himself out and stroking his shaft for a moment. Opening my eyes, I see a tiny pearl of pre-cum is glistening on the tip and I’m suddenly desperate to taste it. “You have been trained