Safeword Interrupted (The Cattail Club Book 1) by Dakota Trace Page B
Authors: Dakota Trace
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sending a shard of sharp pleasure through her. She moaned and squeezed the spindles harder.
Oh God, if he keeps that up, I’m going to come.
But the small rational part of her remembered his rules – no coming without permission. He owned her orgasms – at least for the remainder of the week. She bit down hard on the inside of her cheek to keep the overwhelming need at bay. She wouldn’t fail him this time. She couldn’t!
“So good. So sweet.”
The sound and feel of his approval before his tongue made the leisurely lap from her anus up to her clit sent another wave of tingles through her pussy. Thankfully, his thumb abandoned the heart of her sex, halting her orgasm.
“Look at me.”
She lifted her head off the pillow and gazed between her thighs. Lying on his stomach with his weight on his elbows, and his lips slightly swollen and dripping wet with her juices, he looked like sex incarnate.
“Good girl. Watch.” He made a show out of dipping his fingers inside her sheath and drawing out them out. In the sun-dappled room, they glistened. She held her breath. What was he doing? Would he lick them clean or do something else? Her heart leapt at the thought. At this point, she didn’t care what he did – as long as he continued to touch her.
“When I push in, I want you to push out,” were his only instructions before he pressed against her anus. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she was quick to obey, despite the slight burn of his fingers stretching her ass. She held her breath as he slipped what felt like three fingers inside her ass.
“It burns…” she tried to focus on anything but the full feeling inside her bottom. “I…don’t know…if I can…do this.”
“Sure you can.” He nuzzled the inside of her thigh. “And I’ll help you.”
“Help me?” She barely managed to get the words out, before he filled her pussy with two fingers of the opposite hand and dipped his head once more. She gave a surprised shriek as he swirled his tongue over her clit, then tugged at it erotically. “Sir!”
She clenched down hard on his fingers, her orgasm racing towards her like a freight train. She couldn’t help it. She’d never felt so full in her life, nor had any man in the past ever explored the very depths of both orifices. Trying to pull back from his expert touch wasn’t an option, nor was uttering her safeword – she was screwed because she was going to come.
He made noises of encouragement in his throat as he drilled her clit with the tip of his tongue. He obviously didn’t care that she couldn’t control herself. She jerked on the headboard, hoping to distract herself but nothing worked. Her thighs began to tremble against his shoulders as her body turned on her – her self-control shattered. “Fuck!” Her eyes drifted shut and she threw her head back. “Going to come!”
A growl escaped him and he tore his mouth and fingers away. “Not yet!” Then he scrambled onto his knees, hooked her thighs over his arms, and shoved his condom-covered cock inside her in one sharp thrust.
* * * *
Deacon held onto his control by a mere thread, as she clamped down on his cock and her sheath tried to milk him. Her taste still lingered on his tongue while the heat of her ass had yet to fade from his fingers. He couldn’t wait to shove his dick up her tight ass. He’d always been an ass man, and Bethany had a fine one.
Under him, she went rigid as she fought her body. He couldn’t stop the sadistic smile from crossing his face. “You’re not allowed to come yet, Bethany.” Then he gave a hard snap of his hips, loving the way her eyes flew open and her mouth opened on a soundless scream.
“Hold on.” He gritted out, as he set a grueling pace, loving the sound of slapping skins and her fractured guttural moans. Around him, she grew incredibly wetter even as her sheath tightened around him. The added wetness along with the snug feel of her pussy had him riding the razor’s edge.
He
Oh God, if he keeps that up, I’m going to come.
But the small rational part of her remembered his rules – no coming without permission. He owned her orgasms – at least for the remainder of the week. She bit down hard on the inside of her cheek to keep the overwhelming need at bay. She wouldn’t fail him this time. She couldn’t!
“So good. So sweet.”
The sound and feel of his approval before his tongue made the leisurely lap from her anus up to her clit sent another wave of tingles through her pussy. Thankfully, his thumb abandoned the heart of her sex, halting her orgasm.
“Look at me.”
She lifted her head off the pillow and gazed between her thighs. Lying on his stomach with his weight on his elbows, and his lips slightly swollen and dripping wet with her juices, he looked like sex incarnate.
“Good girl. Watch.” He made a show out of dipping his fingers inside her sheath and drawing out them out. In the sun-dappled room, they glistened. She held her breath. What was he doing? Would he lick them clean or do something else? Her heart leapt at the thought. At this point, she didn’t care what he did – as long as he continued to touch her.
“When I push in, I want you to push out,” were his only instructions before he pressed against her anus. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she was quick to obey, despite the slight burn of his fingers stretching her ass. She held her breath as he slipped what felt like three fingers inside her ass.
“It burns…” she tried to focus on anything but the full feeling inside her bottom. “I…don’t know…if I can…do this.”
“Sure you can.” He nuzzled the inside of her thigh. “And I’ll help you.”
“Help me?” She barely managed to get the words out, before he filled her pussy with two fingers of the opposite hand and dipped his head once more. She gave a surprised shriek as he swirled his tongue over her clit, then tugged at it erotically. “Sir!”
She clenched down hard on his fingers, her orgasm racing towards her like a freight train. She couldn’t help it. She’d never felt so full in her life, nor had any man in the past ever explored the very depths of both orifices. Trying to pull back from his expert touch wasn’t an option, nor was uttering her safeword – she was screwed because she was going to come.
He made noises of encouragement in his throat as he drilled her clit with the tip of his tongue. He obviously didn’t care that she couldn’t control herself. She jerked on the headboard, hoping to distract herself but nothing worked. Her thighs began to tremble against his shoulders as her body turned on her – her self-control shattered. “Fuck!” Her eyes drifted shut and she threw her head back. “Going to come!”
A growl escaped him and he tore his mouth and fingers away. “Not yet!” Then he scrambled onto his knees, hooked her thighs over his arms, and shoved his condom-covered cock inside her in one sharp thrust.
* * * *
Deacon held onto his control by a mere thread, as she clamped down on his cock and her sheath tried to milk him. Her taste still lingered on his tongue while the heat of her ass had yet to fade from his fingers. He couldn’t wait to shove his dick up her tight ass. He’d always been an ass man, and Bethany had a fine one.
Under him, she went rigid as she fought her body. He couldn’t stop the sadistic smile from crossing his face. “You’re not allowed to come yet, Bethany.” Then he gave a hard snap of his hips, loving the way her eyes flew open and her mouth opened on a soundless scream.
“Hold on.” He gritted out, as he set a grueling pace, loving the sound of slapping skins and her fractured guttural moans. Around him, she grew incredibly wetter even as her sheath tightened around him. The added wetness along with the snug feel of her pussy had him riding the razor’s edge.
He
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