voice didn’t crack.
She lowered her voice almost to a whisper. “Then you’ll force me to suck your cock.” She fluttered her eyelashes. “Isn’t that a perfect punishment?”
Hell, yes. Because it was what he was dying for. Her lips wrapped around his flesh, her tongue on him.
“Do you want to blindfold me, too, Coach?” she asked, her voice sweet with childlike innocence.
“No. I want to see your eyes. And I want you to watch as I feed my cock to you.”
“Then you better tie me up really quick, Coach, or I might just take matters into my own hands.” She stroked down the front of his briefs, her fingernail grazing him from tip to base.
He grabbed her finger. “Uh-uh-uh. Not until I say. After all, this is your punishment.” He was supposed to be in charge, yet he liked the turnaround. He liked the games she wanted to play.
Tugging the scarf from her grasp, he circled to her back. She already had her hands in position.
“You want to try everything, don’t you?” he whispered at her ear as he secured her wrists.
“Yes, Coach. I like being dirty with you. It’s fun.”
He wanted to see her eyes, and he leaned to the side, pulling her chin toward him. A fire burned in the depths of her gaze. He felt an answering spark. “There are so many things we can do,” he murmured.
It sounded like a promise.
“Make me take you, Coach. Now.”
When he was in front of her again, he fisted his hand in her silky black hair, twisting it around his palm once, and pulled her face down to his cock. She nuzzled him, her warm breath heating him.
“Make me taste you, Coach. You know you want to. You need to.”
She was the seductress. And he needed it bad. In this moment, she became the master and he was her slave.
9
YANKING DOWN HIS BRIEFS, GRAY LET HIS COCK SPRING FREE. LOLA licked his length, and a tremor ran through his body. He barely suppressed the groan that rose up in his throat.
Running her tongue through his slit, she swiped away a drop of pre-come. “You taste good, Coach.”
He tugged on her hair. “Suck me, baby.” He did not beg; he ordered, trying to at least show some sense of control, even if he’d totally lost it.
“Yes, Coach.” Her lips engulfed the head, and she sucked hard.
He swore and tipped his head back, savoring the smooth feel of her tongue on him. But then he needed to watch her.
And she was watching him, triumph burning in her eyes. He’d told her a woman held all the power when a man’s cock was in her mouth, and now she reveled in that power.
“Suck me all the way.” The words were a command, his tone hard, but of course she knew she had him. She knew he’d do anything. He’d denied letting a woman have the power like this in a long time. But he gave in to Lola. Easily. Swiftly.
She took him deep down her throat, sucked hard on the way up.
“Fuck.” He couldn’t help the word, the need in his voice. “Don’t stop. Faster.”
She gave it to him, hard and fast. His hand fisted in her hair, he showed her the rhythm he wanted, needed. But he wasn’t fucking her mouth; she was taking him. Owning him.
She slowed, grazing her teeth around the ridge, then drove him crazy with a deep suck on his crown.
“You sweet, perfect, dirty slut, just do it. Suck me. Make me come.”
Her mouth was supple, warm, wet, her tongue working all his erogenous zones. And her gaze beguiled him, her eyes so dark, so penetrating, seeing everything, knowing that she had him on the edge.
“Don’t stop. Fuck. Make me come.” He threw his head back, his hips pumping. But she wouldn’t give it to him, simply kept him riding that wild, crazy edge. “Fuck. Please. Lola. Godammit. Please.”
With those words, she set herself to the rhythm of his hips and took him to heaven. He lost it all then, his essence, deep down her throat, pumping, gushing, filling her. He pulled her close, held her head, kept her there, his legs trembling beneath him, until the last shock waves died
She lowered her voice almost to a whisper. “Then you’ll force me to suck your cock.” She fluttered her eyelashes. “Isn’t that a perfect punishment?”
Hell, yes. Because it was what he was dying for. Her lips wrapped around his flesh, her tongue on him.
“Do you want to blindfold me, too, Coach?” she asked, her voice sweet with childlike innocence.
“No. I want to see your eyes. And I want you to watch as I feed my cock to you.”
“Then you better tie me up really quick, Coach, or I might just take matters into my own hands.” She stroked down the front of his briefs, her fingernail grazing him from tip to base.
He grabbed her finger. “Uh-uh-uh. Not until I say. After all, this is your punishment.” He was supposed to be in charge, yet he liked the turnaround. He liked the games she wanted to play.
Tugging the scarf from her grasp, he circled to her back. She already had her hands in position.
“You want to try everything, don’t you?” he whispered at her ear as he secured her wrists.
“Yes, Coach. I like being dirty with you. It’s fun.”
He wanted to see her eyes, and he leaned to the side, pulling her chin toward him. A fire burned in the depths of her gaze. He felt an answering spark. “There are so many things we can do,” he murmured.
It sounded like a promise.
“Make me take you, Coach. Now.”
When he was in front of her again, he fisted his hand in her silky black hair, twisting it around his palm once, and pulled her face down to his cock. She nuzzled him, her warm breath heating him.
“Make me taste you, Coach. You know you want to. You need to.”
She was the seductress. And he needed it bad. In this moment, she became the master and he was her slave.
9
YANKING DOWN HIS BRIEFS, GRAY LET HIS COCK SPRING FREE. LOLA licked his length, and a tremor ran through his body. He barely suppressed the groan that rose up in his throat.
Running her tongue through his slit, she swiped away a drop of pre-come. “You taste good, Coach.”
He tugged on her hair. “Suck me, baby.” He did not beg; he ordered, trying to at least show some sense of control, even if he’d totally lost it.
“Yes, Coach.” Her lips engulfed the head, and she sucked hard.
He swore and tipped his head back, savoring the smooth feel of her tongue on him. But then he needed to watch her.
And she was watching him, triumph burning in her eyes. He’d told her a woman held all the power when a man’s cock was in her mouth, and now she reveled in that power.
“Suck me all the way.” The words were a command, his tone hard, but of course she knew she had him. She knew he’d do anything. He’d denied letting a woman have the power like this in a long time. But he gave in to Lola. Easily. Swiftly.
She took him deep down her throat, sucked hard on the way up.
“Fuck.” He couldn’t help the word, the need in his voice. “Don’t stop. Faster.”
She gave it to him, hard and fast. His hand fisted in her hair, he showed her the rhythm he wanted, needed. But he wasn’t fucking her mouth; she was taking him. Owning him.
She slowed, grazing her teeth around the ridge, then drove him crazy with a deep suck on his crown.
“You sweet, perfect, dirty slut, just do it. Suck me. Make me come.”
Her mouth was supple, warm, wet, her tongue working all his erogenous zones. And her gaze beguiled him, her eyes so dark, so penetrating, seeing everything, knowing that she had him on the edge.
“Don’t stop. Fuck. Make me come.” He threw his head back, his hips pumping. But she wouldn’t give it to him, simply kept him riding that wild, crazy edge. “Fuck. Please. Lola. Godammit. Please.”
With those words, she set herself to the rhythm of his hips and took him to heaven. He lost it all then, his essence, deep down her throat, pumping, gushing, filling her. He pulled her close, held her head, kept her there, his legs trembling beneath him, until the last shock waves died
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