by Cynthia Dane
Monroe eyed her hungrily as she lowered her bra straps and let the whole piece of lingerie flutter to the floor with her jeans and blouse. Yeah, it’s cold in here. Either that or her nipples were happy to be there.
Her boyfriend’s finger rubbed the top of his lip. “Tell me one thing you want from me, as your sexual partner and potential husband.” He shushed her before she could speak. “Be honest. Be brutally honest with me, Alice.”
That was something she had been thinking about ever since he told her to think about it hours ago. What do I want from him? What did any woman want? A kind and loving man who respected her, of course. Who would take care of her. Who would be there for her when she needed him the most. Who would be a good father or caretaker of animals and the elderly. A stand-up man of good ethics, and who could be a beacon in the community… whatever that community was. Could she actually say any of that while she looked at him in nothing but her underwear? Was that the sort of thing he wanted to hear while they were about to get busy?
Probably not. There would be other times to express those desires to him. Now was not one of those moments.
“I want someone who will make me feel like the center of his universe,” she said. Might as well go big! “I want to be the most important person to someone who is going to train me to be his submissive. There can be no one else in his mind when we are together.”
Monroe leaned forward in his chair. “You need a lot of self-confidence to ask that.”
“Like you would want to be with someone who lacks confidence?” Alice hooked her fingers into her underwear band. “I find that hard to believe.”
She slowly disrobed her underwear.
Monroe considered her answer – and her body – for a time. His voice chilled her. “Nothing better than a confident woman, especially if I can use that confidence to my advantage.”
Heat blasted between them.
“Kneel, Alice.”
He didn’t want to admire her some more? Fine. Alice would get down on her knees and sit like a pretty statue. Whatever made sir happy.
“Come to me.”
The only way to do that, aside from standing up, was to crawl to him. No, I’m not a dog. She pushed herself forward on her hands and knees, slinking up to him like a completely different creature. I’m a cat. A lynx. A mighty jaguar sashaying through the jungle. Alice bit her lip as she approached Monroe sitting in his chair. He seemed pleased with her relaxed countenance and body language.
“Good.” He stroked her hair, freshly washed while he was away for business. Things got a bit greasy up in the air. “Look at you, Alice. As svelte as a vixen. You look ready to do anything I say.”
“I am, sir.”
“You’re not intimidated by anything I may want from you?”
“No. I know you won’t do something super crazy tonight.” She smiled. “You’ll save that for later this week.”
His pets grew stronger as he smoothed down her hair. “Tomorrow I will take you shopping after dinner. I have something very specific in mind for you. I think you will like it. I know it will complete the look you have right now.”
“Whatever you desire, sir.” See? She could get into this.
“Yes, whatever I desire.” Monroe sat back again. “Right now I desire for you to suck my cock.” When he caught the look of mild surprise in Alice’s eyes, he continued, “Your passion is there, but your technique is lacking. I now understand why. It’s all right. I’m willing to teach you to give me exactly what I want.”
You mean because I was a virgin? Well, he wasn’t wrong. Alice had no idea what she was doing the last time she sucked him off. Instinct had been her only true guide. “I’m willing to learn,” she said in return. “I want to learn how to please you best.”
He didn’t have to tell her what to do next. Alice unzipped his trousers and searched for something she hadn’t seen in hours. Several lonely, agonizing hours.
His cock was still soft when she pulled it out. Darn. Wasn’t her stripping enough? Or was the fucking from earlier enough to deter any instant reactions?
“Sorry to disappoint you,” Monroe said, tone firm and flat. “You’re going to take me from the beginning to the end using nothing but your mouth, hands, and throat.” He twirled some of her hair around his finger. “I’m going to come in your mouth, Alice. I’m ready to see your reaction as it happens to you for the first time.” He cupped his hand beneath her chin, forcing her to look at him. “I didn’t know how much I should appreciate your expressions the first time I made love to and finished inside of you. I do now. I will never make that mistake again.”
Somehow, this man managed to make that sound romantic.
Alice, eyes still locked with his, moved her hand over his thigh and lowered her head to taste his tip.
“Wait,” came a harsh word. Alice snapped back. Did I do something wrong? That was not sweet understanding on his face. “Ask permission first. If I did not tell you to do something, you must ask permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Alice pulled her hair away from her face. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t fret, my sweet. I’m not angry. Nor am I disappointed. You’re inexperienced, that’s all. I expect only patience and enthusiasm from you. I don’t expect you to know all the rules yet. That’s why I’m here to teach you.”
Reap all the benefits too. Alice didn’t dare say that out loud. “May I, sir?”
“May you what? Please be specific. In this instance I may know what you mean, but I won’t always. I cannot give you permission if I do not understand what you mean.”
Alice hesitated to touch him again. He did not shoo her away, however, when she touched his knees. “May I suck your cock, sir?”
His expression, as always, remained unchanging. “You may.”
Hard to believe that this was the second time touching his cock with her parted lips, let alone accessing his scent so close to the source. That first time Alice was so determined to not let her inexperience through that it went by so quickly. Too quickly. I had no idea what I was doing, besides instinct. And porn, I guess. Porn was a terrible guide. Those women did things Alice could never imagine doing. What was I thinking? Hiding that from him? Would Monroe have been so patient with her in those earlier encounters? The whole reason she hid her status from him was because she didn’t want to turn into a fetishist’s mouth-watering opportunity or scare him off because he couldn’t be bothered. Now he was bothered.
“That’s it,” Monroe encouraged her, brushing his knuckles against her cheek. “Take your time. Don’t try to do too much at once.”
While his words made sense in her head, her body screamed at her to do everything at once. It wanted the experiences. It wanted them now. It didn’t want tutoring, or teaching, or training, or whatever. This gorgeous man was here, waiting for her to pleasure him. Why was it so difficult to give him what he wanted right now?
Luckily, Alice had some self-restraint left. She could follow his orders… no, his requests. That’s what they were. Requests.
Monroe was a gracious teacher. Even though Alice sensed his power lurking deep within in his body, he managed to practice self-restraint. Maybe that’s why he was so eager in the plane. To prepare him for this? Hours had passed, yes, but Alice was aware of male physiology enough to know that many times one was enough. She hadn’t known what to expect tonight. It wouldn’t have been surprising to have him pass up sex after having it earlier. At the same time, though, Damon Monroe was such a virile man that he could probably go three times in a day! No, four! Five! I’m really getting ahead of myself here.
He didn’t only tell her how he liked it. Sometimes he said, “Lots of men may like it this way, but I like it this way.” Other times he agreed with the general consensus that one true way was best. He encouraged her to do certain things, like slowly take all of him into her mouth or explore the rest of his body, while telling her more than once that it was okay to pass for now. He insisted that he didn’t
want to overwhelm her.
The problem was that Alice wasn’t overwhelmed. She was ready for anything, especially if it meant pleasing this man.
“Lick the tip like that. Good. That’s it. Put your hand here. Look into my eyes while you do this. I like that. If it’s too uncomfortable, you can close your eyes. Yes, yes Alice, that feels good like that. You’re teaching me a thing or two, aren’t you? I don’t think a woman has done that before and made it feel that good.”
All she had done was lightly lick the underside of his musky shaft. There was a crease in his flesh there, where a thick line drew from his tip to his base. Was that why he felt so good inside of her?
“Don’t be shy down there, my lovely. If I don’t like something, I’ll let you know. There isn’t much that I don’t like, if it’s what you’re inclined to do. All I’m doing is showing you things you may not have thought of otherwise. I can tell you what I like, but it’s up to you to be willing to do it. Do you like doing this?”
Her hand, wrapped firmly around his now stiff shaft, stiffened at the thought of doing anything else. “I do, sir. I’m learning a lot.” He was telling her more than someone like Matt would have, anyway. Ugh. Don’t think about that cheating loser. If only that bastard could see her now! That would make her suck Monroe off faster.
“I’m glad. Now, do you feel how hard I am? The only reason I’m not coming is because I’ve had a lot of practice at holding back. I’m using all of my concentration to stay level-headed about this. Trust me, though, I don’t want to. I want you to suck my cock until I come in your mouth. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Don’t be upset if you can’t do it right now. Once it starts, I won’t be able to stop it. You’ll have to be ready.” He gave her more advice, like to constantly breathe through her nose and to ignore the taste if it bothered her too much. I didn’t mind it last time. Not that it had been shot into her mouth. Wait. Hadn’t she once read on a Reddit thread that precum and cum tasted differently? And that precum tasted better? Oh, boy.
“I’m ready.”
Alice was left to her own devices. Monroe made it clear that he wanted to sit back and enjoy the experience. “Pretend that this is another night of us making love. In turn, I will give you pleasure too, and you will get to tell me all the things you like. After this.”
She was grateful for the thorough lesson, but now that she was left to do it, she felt… nervous? Yes, nervous. No man had ever come in her mouth before. Would she easily swallow it? Or would she gag? Alice wouldn’t dare deep-throating him tonight. That was beyond her abilities. He would be content with strong strokes of his cock and her tongue twirling around wherever it pleased.
His taste was hypnotic, the scent so overpowering that she barely knew where she was. Both her mind and her body agreed that this was the perfect thing to be doing. Her gut told her to prepare herself. Her heart wanted no part of this at the moment.
“Shit,” Monroe muttered, both of his hands curling in her hair. “You’re a quick study.”
You said you wanted enthusiasm. Helped that the promise of her own pleasure called!
He had told her to pay attention to what happened when he was about to come – and that he would tell her when that was about to happen. Monroe said so now, urging her to keep going as his cock threatened to break free from her gasp and his tip dripped in precum. Here we go. Alice breathed like he told her to, unsure if it was going to make a difference. Yet she had been so caught up in what she was doing that she almost didn’t notice the first burst of seed coating her tongue.
Monroe groaned, hands grasping her shoulders as he softly thrust into her mouth. He’s holding so much back! Unlike last time, when he assumed she knew what the deal was and fucked her mouth. He was letting her have control now. Well, minus the movements of his cock, which was at times so erratic that Alice struggled to keep his seed from getting all over the carpet. Or, you know, my chest. She didn’t want to be one of the horror stories Candice talked about from the porn set. “Poor girl took half a whole load in the eye and was still screaming about it an hour later! Can’t blame her, though. That shit stings!”
The taste hit her the moment Monroe’s cock stopped shuddering in her mouth. By then, most of his seed had already slipped down her throat, much to her pleasant surprise. That wasn’t so bad. Then she tasted it.
“Breathe,” Monroe said, keeping her head pointed upward as she coughed. It wasn’t that she couldn’t handle the amount of liquid in her mouth. It was the taste that caught her so totally by surprise that she reacted… all over her lips.
She rested her head against his thigh, a small amount of seed spilling from the corner of her mouth. “I’m okay,” she insisted between tiny gasps. “Wasn’t… expecting…”
Once he was assured she would be all right, Monroe chuckled. “I’ve been told I’m potent.”
“I won’t do this next time. I swear.”
“Why? Don’t stress yourself out, Alice. I don’t expect you to be a master so soon. Come here.” He lowered his mouth to hers. His kiss was unexpected, but not unwelcomed.
Holy…! Monroe’s tongue darted into her mouth, both of his hands on either side of her head as he kissed away every last trace of himself. One hand abandoned her cheek to sneak a feel of her breast, inciting Alice to moan on his tongue.
“I promised you pleasure,” he whispered. “I will give it to you. Go lie down on the bed, anywhere you like.”
Alice went, still in a daze as she stumbled over the edge of the bed and crawled up to the array of pillows. Her head nestled comfortably between the two big ones. Now here came Monroe, standing from his chair, cock still half-stiff. He pulled off his jacket and left it on the chair.
“Which do you like better?” he asked, standing at the end of the bed and toying with his buttons. “Shirt on or off?”
Alice couldn’t help the grin commanding her face. “Open.”
“So you like my chest?”
“What’s not to like about it, sir?”
Monroe took his time unbuttoning his dress shirt. “I do take good care of myself, if I do say so.” His shirt opened, and what else could Alice do but attempt to touch herself? “Suppose all that training with my bodyguards has paid off. Now, now, what are you doing, Alice?” His demeanor went from playful to stern in an instance. Alice pulled her hand away from her thighs. “You must ask first.”
“May…” How the hell did she ask permission for this? “May I touch myself for you, sir?”
“For the both of us, surely.”
Alice lightly touched her folds as Monroe climbed toward her. The world between them grew smaller, like she began to feel smaller the more he overshadowed her on their hotel bed. The man was only a few inches taller than her, and he was not so muscular that he was akin to a giant. Yet his presence, his confidence, and his self-assuredness made him feel at least three times bigger than dainty and vulnerable Alice. I feel like he could tear me in two if he wanted. Part of their journey together so far was learning that he didn’t want to do such things. Unless she asked nicely, perhaps.
No, it was better to see his aura as he meant it to be. “I’m here to be with you. I’ll protect you. I’ll make you feel safe, and then I’ll pleasure you until you don’t know how else to live.”
Alice stopped touching herself when he was a mere few inches away from her. Monroe took his cue to part her legs and pull himself between them. The surge of energy that passed from him to her was so astounding that she gasped against his mouth the moment he kissed her.
She didn’t care that he still wore clothing. They were so soft to the touch that she pressed her fingers upon them as often as she did his skin.
What was even more amazing was how well his two scents blended together. His cologne was as refreshing as his natural scent. No wonder he had chosen the former. Some men made the mistake of picking a scent because they simply liked it – they had no nose for how it went with their natural sc
ents. I once had a boyfriend who smelled so bad whenever he wore cologne. The cologne was nice enough in the bottle, but it was so vile on the guy’s skin that it was no wonder Alice never had sex with him. Since then, she had always minded how scents worked.
“I love how wet you are already.” Monroe’s fingertips pushed between her thighs, sinking so quickly into her body that Alice barely had time to register it happening. One moment her legs were opening, and the next? How can he fill me so much with only his fingers? That was a question she’d be asking herself for a long time. “I wish I could take all the credit for it.”
Alice lay back and opened her eyes. Monroe remained above her, shirt falling open and arm moving back and forth between her legs. Slowly, Alice’s legs opened more, as if that would get him to slide deeper into her. (It did, a little.) His thumb nestled between her folds and rubbed her clit, her sighs peppering the air.
She wrapped her arm around him, grateful to have him kiss her again, again, again. She didn’t need to tell him what she liked in bed. This was already it. A man who was as hot as he was generous, giving it to her with any part of his body. It didn’t matter. His fingers or his cock… what did it matter? It feels damn good no matter how he does it. She even preferred it to his mouth right now. If it was down there, then how could it be up here kissing her? Alice further showed her appreciation by moaning into his mouth.
“I’m going to make you come, Alice,” he muttered. “I want to feel your body shudder beneath me. I want to feel you fight to keep my hand inside of you, because without it, you know that part’s over. You don’t want it to be over, do you?”
“No.” Alice leaned farther back. Or was that her back arching, orgasm a hair’s breath away from turning her into a melting abyss? Monroe lowered his face to her nipple and sucked as hard as he dared. “No! I mean… I mean no, don’t stop! Please!” Fine thing if she picked now to mix up her signals!
“Since you said please…” He fucked her harder, every thrust of his fingers another punch of pleasure consuming her system. “Come for me, Alice. I want you to learn to come on command. Start now.”
