de Lune, Clair - Master Eric's Virgin Sub [Prometheus in Chains 2] (Siren Publishing Classic)

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into the bedroom where she heard him moving around. She got into the bath, and soon he was there to soap her back and help wash her all over in the process, getting her as aroused as he could. When she got out she needed his help, as her legs were wobbly, and he smiled. His strategy was working. He wrapped her in her bath robe and made the situation more acute by helping to dry her, patting and stroking her in all the places he knew she’d enjoy.
    He had a quick shower and wrapped a towel around his middle. As she finished off drying herself, he went back into the bedroom. She placed one foot on the stool to dry her feet and jumped and squeaked as one strong hand held her by the hip and two long, strong fingers began to stroke in and out of her cunt, twisting and scissoring and driving her demented. He bent her over and placed her hands on the stool and continued to pump his fingers in and out. She was wet and still tight, but he would take it slowly.
    “I intend to take you tonight and make it so special you will never forget this night as long as you live.”
    He helped her to stand upright and took off her robe, leading her into the bedroom. The covers were off the bed, and scented candles were lighted around the room. He had strewn rose petals over the bed, and he was content as she turned to him with tears in her eyes and she breathed, “Oh, Master Eric!”
    He kissed her gently at first but with increasing ardour as she pressed herself closer to him. Her breasts with their tight, pink-tipped nipples were squashed against his chest, and they felt so good. She moved one firm thigh between his legs and pressed against his balls. She was going to kill him. He’d never last at this rate, and he did not want to come prematurely. Not tonight.
    She seemed to sense he was keyed up, slid down out of his embrace, looked up at him, and asked, “May I, Master Eric?”
    At his growled consent, she took his swollen and painful erection in her hands. She passed her tongue over the purple head and savoured the taste of his pre-cum. She licked and nibbled the tip, exploring it, inserting her tongue into his slit and humming in pleasure. Her humming against his cock drove him wild, and he fought to keep still, letting her play a while. Then she sucked the head into her mouth and as much of his huge cock as she could manage, wrapping her hands around the rest and began to drive him higher. She licked and sucked and nibbled, and then her hands left his cock and she cupped his balls, rolling his sac in her fingers. He loved the feeling as his balls moved under her hands. He felt them tighten. He grew still, and then a stream of hot, salty fluid splashed over her tongue and down her throat as she swallowed. His hands gripped her shoulders as he came.
    “God, kitten. I love you,” he said.

Chapter Twenty-One

    Had she really heard what she thought she had? Best say nothing, as it was probably just the aftereffects of the blow job, which he’d obviously enjoyed.
    He laid them down on the bed, positioning himself on top of her, and his strong thighs parted hers, then he kissed her long and deeply. His tongue explored her mouth as his hands explored her breasts. She could not get enough of him. She had never felt this way with anyone before, and that was the reason she was a virgin. She had been holding out for her hero, a man who would show her pleasure and allow her to give him back as much as he gave to her. Could this be the one? The one who would not want to control everything, but would take what she gave him in the spirit in which it was offered. He had held still for the blow job and not stopped her halfway as she had feared he might. He must have been bursting to get inside her, to judge from his erection, but he let her have her way. He abdicated the power to her.
    He caressed each tender nipple then flicked his fingers over them, and they responded, standing erect and firm to his touch. He lowered his mouth to one then the

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