She turned her back to him, knowing she had no reason to be concerned about his judgment. She had a great body. Genetics played a huge role, but she also worked out and maintained a healthy lifestyle.
“My God you are fucking sexy, Devin.” The reverence in his voice made her smile.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“I can’t wait to set my palm on your sweet ass and pinken it.”
She tipped her head toward the floor submissively. Instinctively.
“Spread your feet wide and then bend over and grab your ankles.”
She did as he demanded without hesitation, anxiety making her heart race. Her ass was fully displayed, no part of her hidden from his view. Even her pussy was bare of all traces of hair because she preferred it that way.
Seconds ticked by. So many of them. Colton didn’t move. She could see his legs easily from her view upside down between her own. His ankles were crossed casually. His elbows still rested on the bar at his sides.
When she couldn’t stand the stillness another moment, she wiggled her butt. Tempting him.
He shoved to standing with a chuckle. “You are such a brat.”
She swallowed. He kept saying that. Was he right? She’d never once considered that about herself. Maybe he brought it out of her. She wasn’t sure she’d ever behaved with anyone else quite the way she’d behaved this evening with Colton.
He was still fully dressed and circling her now. Slowly. When he stopped at her side, she tilted her face toward him, admiring the way his jeans hung so perfectly on his hips and thighs. His dick was hard and pressing against the denim. She licked her lips. Another first for her—the strong desire to suck him dry.
She wanted to taste him, savor him, swallow him. She wanted to kneel before him, hands behind her back. She wanted him to grab her ponytail and force her to take him deep. She had no idea where all this new desire was coming from.
“Don’t worry, baby girl. My cock is going to get intimately acquainted with the back of your throat. After I spank your sweet ass.”
She swallowed and dropped her gaze back to the floor.
He finally touched her, his fingers dancing up her spine from her lower back to her neck. Her ponytail was loose and long strands of hair were hanging on both sides of her head.
When he stepped in front of her, his legs spread at the back of her head, she closed her eyes, contentment consuming her entire body. It was odd to feel so at ease with him. Totally outrageous. But it just felt right.
His hands landed gently on her back and slid down around her body until he cupped her hanging breasts. “Softest, sweetest, sexiest tits I’ve ever seen, baby girl.”
Goose bumps rose on her heavy globes. “Thank you, Sir.”
He tapped her nipples with his fingers. “Follow me.”
She rose slowly, trying to avoid a head rush. When she was certain she could walk without swaying, she followed him toward the bar.
He patted the stool where he’d been sitting. “Lean forward. Rest your cheek on the bench.”
She did as he commanded, settling on her right cheek so she was facing him.
He lifted her right arm and settled it above her head on the stool seat. And then he clasped her left hand in his and kneeled at her side so they were eye to eye. He stared at her fingers, stroking them soothingly, and then he smiled at her and lifted her palm toward her chin. “I want you to put your thumb in your mouth, baby girl.” His voice was lower. Deeper. Still filled with the same level of command.
She licked her lips.
“Suck it for me. It will keep your mouth occupied so you won’t be tempted to speak. It will temporarily fulfill your desire to suck my cock. But most importantly, it will ease you into the role of the young brat you seem to crave.”
She bit her lip, uncertainty warring inside her. Was she really a brat? There was something extremely monumental about obeying this latest command. It was far and apart from stripping for him or letting him spank her.
Colton cupped her face, stroking stray hairs off her cheek, waiting. Patiently. “I can practically see your inner struggle.” He grazed his thumb over her bottom lip, holding her gaze. “You’ve dabbled. I get that. This is new to you. No one has dominated you like I’m about to. You didn’t know you were a brat until tonight. I get that too. It’s a lot to wrap your head around.”
“Yes, Sir,” she murmured against the warm wood of the seat.
“I’m asking you to go one step further, baby girl. I think you’ll find out one more thing about yourself.”
She swallowed. That I enjoy age play? Surely not.
Without breaking eye contact, Colton stroked her thumb and then lifted it and slid it into his mouth. He sucked deep and then twirled his tongue around the tip before letting it pop out.
A second later, he settled her hand onto the bench next to her mouth. “Enough thinking. I’m not asking you to jump off the roof, baby girl. Step outside your comfort zone for me.”
She held his gaze, her hand shaking as she slid her thumb into her mouth, the rest of her fingers curling into a ball. Like a toddler.
Colton stroked her cheek again, his fingers smoothing up and down and into her hair. “That’s a good girl. Let yourself relax. Don’t stop sucking your thumb unless I tell you to or you need to use your safeword. Understood?”
She nodded. It was shockingly self-soothing, and she found herself pulling her thumb in deeper. She had no idea what this said about her, but she would analyze it later. For now, she just wanted to let this amazing man dominate her, knowing he was going to take her someplace she had never been.
Someplace she might not be able to return from.
Chapter 6
As Colton slowly stood, she closed her eyes, relaxing her face against the stool, sucking gently on her thumb. He rounded behind her and slid his hands down her body to her hips. “Spread your feet wider, baby girl.”
She obeyed immediately, wetness pooling between her legs. Her pussy was swollen and needy. If he touched her, there was a good chance she would come instantly.
He cupped her butt cheeks next, squeezing the globes and parting them over and over. No part of her body was private. “I bet your pussy is dripping wet,” he commented.
“Mmm,” she moaned around her thumb, curling her toes under. She wanted him to touch her so badly she ached.
He stepped to her side, one hand landing on her lower back, the other stroking her butt. “I’m going to spank you now. Hard enough to make your skin a deep pink. You will keep sucking that thumb unless you need to use your safeword.”
She moaned around her thumb again, anxious. Needy. Craving whatever he would do. She didn’t dare wiggle her butt to get his attention right now, however.
He took his time, palming her over and over before finally lifting his hand and landing the first swat.
It stung, taking her breath away, but at the same time, it felt good. Freeing. She sucked her thumb in deeper and held it tight.
He spanked her again, not quite as hard, but several times in a row, back and forth between cheeks. And then he smoothed his palm over her heated skin.
Every swat vibrated to her pussy, heightening her arousal by the second. A tight ball gripped itself in her belly. The upper swell of her heavy breasts swayed against the seat of the stool.
“That’s a good girl,” he crooned. “Your bottom is gorgeous all pink like this. Stay still. If you squirm around, I’ll add to your punishment.”
She wasn’t sure she could even control the urge to wiggle. It was instinctive. But she concentrated on her thumb, hoping it would help her obey his demand.
The next set of spanks was more intense. He swatted higher on her ass and then lower at the juncture of her thighs. Her pussy gripped at nothing as her arousal grew higher. Just when she thought she would come without any contact, he stopped. He gripped her left cheek. “You don’t have permission to come, baby girl.”
She held her breath at the command. Permission? Did he re
alize how close she was?
His hand slid to her thigh, and then he rounded to her backside and settled both hands on her thighs, smoothing them up and down, his thumbs tugging her lower lips apart with every pass. As he inched closer and closer to her pussy, she gasped.
“Keep that thumb in your mouth, little girl,” he warned.
She closed her lips around her thumb and breathed in through her nose. She could do this. She’d never been this aroused in her life.
He pulled her ass cheeks apart over and over, his fingers gripping her everywhere, driving her crazy with the need to be touched in just the right spot. Finally, he gripped her hip with one hand, stroked two fingers through her soaking folds with the other, and then thrust them into her without warning.
She screamed around her thumb, the sound muffled.
He thrust his fingers deeper, his thumb landing on her clit, grinding into it. “Now, baby girl. Come for me.”
Like a tightly wound top, she shattered, spinning out of control as her body pulsed around his fingers and against his thumb. The orgasm was so powerful, her knees threatened to collapse.
Colton held her up, his knee coming under her belly to support her, his foot resting on the rung of the stool.
As the last of the pulses subsided, she opened her mouth, let her thumb pop out, and sucked in a lungful of air. Before she could finish the breath, his fingers moved, fucking her hard, in and out. His thumb remained planted on her clit as he pumped. When he added a third finger, her legs gave out.
But he had her. Somehow he kept her body up while he fucked her faster and harder. “Again, baby girl. Give me another one.”
At his command, another orgasm consumed her. She tried to blink, but her vision swam as her entire body shuddered with the release. The best orgasm of her life had just been topped minutes afterward.
Colton didn’t stop thrusting into her until she winced, his touch becoming too much against her sensitive skin. Finally, he pulled out, immediately cupping her pussy with his entire hand. He leaned over her body and kissed her shoulder dozens of times. “That was so hot, baby girl. So sexy.”
She couldn’t respond. It was difficult to even catch her breath. Her face was sweating, a fact she didn’t realize until he brushed her hair back and then kissed her cheek. “Just one problem,” he murmured as he lifted her limp hand from her side. “You didn’t follow instructions.”
She flinched, her eyes popping open. “I’m sorry, Sir.” She slid to her knees in front of him, grasping his hips with both hands as she tipped her head back. Perhaps she could use her mouth to make up for the infraction.
Holding his gaze, she eased her hands around to the button on his jeans.
He set a hand over both of hers and stopped her. “If you take my cock out, I’m going to fuck your pretty little mouth very hard. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes, Sir.” Beyond ready. Eager.
He seemed to search her face, seeing a part of her even she wasn’t certain about. “You want that, don’t you? You want to choke on my cock?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“My naughty little girl thinks she can break a rule and get rewarded with come deep in her throat.”
Devin wasn’t sure he was going to comply. His words rang true. She was hoping she would be rewarded for her bad behavior by sucking him off. It was a bit twisted. But he gave her a crooked smile, and then he pulled his T-shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor between them.
“Set your knees on my shirt. It’s not much, but it’s better than the hard wood.”
She quickly complied, though she’d been unaware of her knees at all. Her entire focus was on making him come as hard as she had. She sat back on her heels, her hands on her thighs, as she watched him unbutton his jeans and lower the zipper.
When his cock sprang free, he took it in his palm and stroked the shaft several times. He was big. It was going to be hard to fit her mouth around him. That only made her want him more. She craved the taste of him.
After teasing her for several seconds, he grabbed the back of her head, fisting her hair. He used his other hand to guide his cock toward her lips.
She opened her mouth, eager, but he only grazed her lips with the tip, giving her nothing more than the taste of his precome as it touched her mouth. Salty. Masculine. Colton.
“Taste the tip, baby girl.”
She flicked her tongue through the slit, lapping at his arousal and then licking her lips. “Please, Sir.”
Chapter 7
Devin stared at his thick cock. She’d never so eagerly craved a man’s dick before tonight. There was something about the way he dominated her, the way she knew he was going to control her every movement, the way he would force himself deep.
She shuddered at the thought of taking him to the back of her throat.
“While your mouth is filled with my cock, you won’t be able to speak, so instead of a safeword, I want you to tap my leg three times. Do it now.”
She lifted her hand to his outer thigh and rapped against it with her palm.
“Good girl. If I’m too rough, that’s your out.”
“Yes, Sir.” There was no way she was going to want out. Not now. Not tonight. Not ever. And that scared the hell out of her.
Never once had he mentioned this thing lasting beyond tonight. It would be futile of her to hope for more. He didn’t live in Atlanta. Maybe, if she were lucky, he would visit from time to time, but she already knew she wanted more.
His grip tightened in her hair. “Who controls this scene?”
“You do, Sir.”
“Are you going to fight me for control?”
“No, Sir.”
“Good girl. You don’t move. I do. I decide how fast and how deep. All you do is keep your mouth open. You may use your tongue, but don’t try to suck me unless I give you permission.”
“Yes, Sir.” Her knees were wide enough that her pussy was exposed. She clenched her inner muscles as her arousal rose by the second.
He stepped closer and then leaned toward her so that her nipples grazed his thighs.
She gasped at the unexpected contact, her breasts bouncing in front of her.
While she was still glancing at her tight buds, he tapped her mouth. “Eyes on mine, baby girl. Open for me.”
She blinked up at him and parted her lips as wide as she could, letting him slide inside. And he did. Deeper than expected. Her eyes watered as he watched her face. Testing her.
Mind over matter. She forced her gag reflex to relax, taking every inch of him.
He released his cock to cup the side of her face. “That’s a good girl. You’ll take what you’re given. No more. No less.”
She blinked at him in agreement. He was good at this, always saying exactly what would light her on fire. Was it simply an accident that they had such perfect chemistry? Or did he have this same connection with every woman he dominated?
She would probably never know. Nor would she ever know if it could be recreated. Maybe she could ensure she was working next year on this same date.
Colton slid in and out of her mouth painstakingly slowly. Taking his time.
She drooled around his shaft, wetness running down her chin to remind her of her position. With every thrust, he increased his depth, giving her time to accommodate him. She would not let him down. She could do this.
He held her gaze and her chin as he slid in and out, his face tightening as he grew closer to orgasm. It was the only sign she had that he was affected—the way his eyes narrowed and his jaw stiffened.
Suddenly, his hand at the back of her head slid to cup her face, matching the other hand. He held her jaw. “Now, baby girl. Suck me as hard as you want.” He picked up the pace, fucking her mouth faster, driving deep, gripping her tightly.
She closed her lips around his thick length and hollowed her cheeks, loving the way he moaned.
For another few strokes, he managed to hold her gaze, and then he tipped his head back and groaned
as his release jutted into the back of her throat.
She swallowed over and over, careful to capture every drop of his come.
Eventually, he slowed his movements and then eased out of her entirely. He bent in front of her, gripped her waist, and hauled her to standing. His hands were on her face again, his lips plastering to hers before she had any idea what his intention was.
The man had stamina. It was amazing how thoroughly he devoured her seconds after coming in her throat. One hand slid to the back of her head. The other eased down to cup her bottom. He kissed her deeply with an urgency that didn’t abate for long minutes.
By the time he broke free of her lips, she was dizzy from lack of oxygen. She sucked in long breaths.
He smiled, keeping their faces close. “Jesus, Devin. How did you manage to flip my world upside down so easily?”
Heat rushed up her face and she bit her lower lip.
Suddenly, he was rushing her backward until they reached the bar. He flipped the counter up out of the way and grabbed her around the waist. She squealed as he set her ass on the end of the bar and then scooted her back several inches so that her legs were forced open, straddling the counter.
“My turn. Lie back.”
She shivered, confused for a moment.
“On your back, baby girl. If you don’t lie flat, you’ll fall off the bar, because I’m going to make you forget gravity in about 2.5 seconds.”
She shivered as she lowered onto her back, her brain finally registering his intention.
He grabbed her ankles, set them on the edge of the bar near her hips, and then pressed her thighs wide. Before any level of self-consciousness could take over, his mouth was on her pussy. Licking. Sucking. Stroking. His tongue was maddeningly talented.
She grabbed on to the edges of the bar as her moans filled the room. Her entire body stiffened as she arched her back, her breasts thrusting upward.
He sucked her clit hard, flicking his tongue over the turgid tip. His thumbs held her pussy lips open wide.
She craved more. She craved being filled. Would he fuck her for real now? She wanted him inside her with every fiber of her being.
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