was glistening, weeping clear fluid onto the bedspread. His cock was so rigid that it stood straight up. Phil’s cock was so huge and heavy that even when he was hard, he was usually aiming toward the ground. I almost felt bad.
Almost.
“Or…” I repeated.
He whimpered.
“Would you like to feel my cunt, Phil? What would you choose? I’m wet for you, you know. Just seeing you so hard…fuck, I’m close to coming myself. I can almost feel you pushing that monstrous thing in me…all the way…filling me to the breaking point. I love that. That sweet, awesome burn when you stretch me so completely.”
“AUGH!” he screamed through his clenched teeth. His buttocks flexed, thrusting his pelvis forward again.
I fisted my fingers tighter into his hair. “Which would you choose, babe? If you tell me, I’ll give you what you want the most.”
He was straining, trying hard not to fall to pieces. Phil was so turned on by this play between us that I was experiencing a bit of a head trip from it.
“Oh, there is a fourth option,” I hissed in his ear. “My ass was pretty fucking tight when you had it, wasn’t it? I came so fucking hard that night. I nearly passed out. Would you want that for an option?”
“Baby…Girl…” he panted.
“Choose!” I snapped.
“Your cunt!” he cried out. “Fuckin’ touch me! Please!”
“Why my cunt?”
“Augh!” he seethed, squirming.
“Answer me!”
“Because…” He groaned. “Because that’s my home. It’s where you’ll give me our children. It’s fuckin’ sacred!”
I kissed his cheek. “I love you.”
That was his undoing. His back arched, his head dropped back, draping over my shoulder, and his cock twitched violently as a shot of cum burst out of it.
“Fuck!” he roared.
That was fucking phenomenal! I hadn’t even touched him, and I’d made him come. Drained and shaking, he slumped back against me, and I wrapped my arms around his huge body.
“Wow,” I breathed.
He grunted, unable to speak. His cock was still bubbling out pearly spurts of liquid.
“You’ve made an absolute mess, Phil.”
He moaned and bit his lip.
“I need a kiss,” I whispered.
He turned his face up into my neck, his tongue darting out and then sucking gently. “Me…too…”
Our lips found each other, sensuously giving over our tongues to slide and caress against one another. When I broke the kiss, he moaned in defeat.
“Sit up,” I told him, helping to push him upright. Once he was back in his submissive position, I went to grab a few towels. Crawling back onto the bed, I began to wipe up his mess. “How should I punish you for this, Phil? I didn’t give you permission to come.”
“I guess I didn’t need your permission.”
Oh-ho! He’s getting a sass mouth!
I straightened up, looked into his glaring face…and smacked the shit out of it. His head snapped to the side, and my hand fucking stung.
“You want to try that again?” I asked him, my voice—I hoped—sounding dangerous.
He kept his mouth shut, but his eyes burned brightly as he narrowed them at me. For a second, I thought he might actually be pissed at me, but his cock twitched. He had liked that.
I smirked. So did he.
“Oh, I know how to punish you, babe.”
“I fuckin’ hope so. It’s no fun if I gotta tell you what to do.”
Ignoring that bit of nasty attitude, I replied sweetly, “I’ll need you on your back.”
“Oh, really?”
“Mmhmm…and I promise you, you’re going to really appreciate it.”
His eyes sparkled. “Yeah?”
I nodded. “Oh, yeah.”
Three weeks ago, when we’d had that bit of phone sex while he was in Lafayette, he had mentioned wanting to do sixty-nine. Somewhere along the way, I supposed he had forgotten about it. But I hadn’t. I had fantasized about it, hoping he’d remember. For some reason, I hadn’t wanted to be the one who brought it up.
That’s it. No more little shy lady. From now on, I’m going to take what I want, when I want it.
“On your back, please.”
“I don’t know…”
Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I pulled his ass down, his body crashing onto his side. “What did I tell you, Phil? Only a good submissive gets my cunt!”
“Fuck, Kenna—”
“On your back, or I’m done! I’ll leave your ass bound here all night and go sleep on Lili and Lewis’s couch!”
He flipped onto his back, shifting his shoulders until he was as comfortable as he could get. I swung my leg over him and straddled his chest. When he felt my wet cunt pressed on The Tattoo, a rumbling soft purr vibrated through his rib