Page 63 of Payoff Pitch
Just as he’s about to reach the spot where I need him the most, he changes direction and moves back up my body.
He repeats the same down-and-up pattern over and over until I feel like one swipe of his tongue through me will push me over the edge.
I’m trembling, silently begging him to stop the teasing and put me out of my misery.
This time when his mouth meets mine, his fingers move through the drenched flesh between my legs. I can’t help but moan into his mouth.
“Is this where you want me, sweet girl? It certainly feels like it.”
I beg, “Yes. Please.”
He smiles. “It’s time for me to feast on you. Don’t come too quickly. I want to savor it.”
Fat chance of that. I’m already teetering on the edge.
He kisses his way down until he’s on his knees staring at the most intimate part of my body. I’ve never been more grateful to Kam for forcing me to go get groomed with her every few weeks.
He inhales deeply. “Spread your legs as wide as they can go. I want to see all of you bared to me.”
They’re spread wide but he manages to push them a drop wider. My feet are on the countertop. My arms are tied above my head. I’m truly and completely at his mercy. There’s something deeply sensual about it. I’ve turned over all control to him. And I’m not remotely scared about it. In fact, I think I love it.
He licks through me, and I swear if I wasn’t tied up, I’d slip right off this counter into a puddle on the floor. His tongue then sinks inside me while his fingers expertly work over my clit, applying the perfect amount of pressure.
My orgasm is already at the surface. I can feel it about toexplode through me. I moan, “Don’t stop. Oh god, please don’t stop.”
“Shh. No yelling. Not tonight.”
I have no control over my body, including the sounds coming out of my mouth.
He pulls his face away from my center. I shout, “No, don’t stop!”
“You’re loud, bad girl. I might have to take you over my knee and spank you.”
“Oh my god.” My body is shaking like a leaf. I’m like an addict in need of my next hit. “I’ll…I’ll try.”
His fingers sink inside me while his mouth crashes against mine. His thumb then takes over on my clit.
His tongue in my mouth drowns out my moans of ecstasy. The taste of me on him drives me wild. My orgasm builds back up in seconds. I’m about to come when he withdraws again.
I’m about to scream out when my eyes catch his. He wants to control me. He’s showing me who’s the boss. As long as he makes me come, he can have whatever he wants.
When he realizes I’m doing what he wanted, his fingers and mouth return to my body in the same fashion until a hurricane swirls around and then crashes through my body. I explode into a million pieces.
My vision has gone dark. My legs are numb. I can’t even wiggle my toes. My tied hands and Tanner’s weight on my body are the only things keeping me upright. I’ve never felt more depleted of energy or more satisfied in my life.
When my vision returns, Tanner’s shirt is unbuttoned and he’s unbuckling his belt. His chest is even sexier than I remember. He’s so broad and manly. “Tanner, I need to touch you. Please untie me.”
He stops his movements and slides the fingers that were inside my pussy into my mouth. “Who did we decide is in control?”
I mumble around them, “Y…you.”
“That’s right.”
He couldn’t possibly move any slower as he finishes unbuckling his pants, then unbuttoning them, then unzipping them.
I whimper. I need him inside me.
“The more you wiggle and whine, the slower I’ll go. If you want my cock inside that pretty pink pussy of yours, stay still. Obey me, sweet girl.”