Her chest heaved beneath her long-sleeved button down flannel, drawing my eye to her rounded breasts, but my view was blocked when her hands began fumbling with the snap on my jeans. My pants immediately sagged around my ass since I’d never had a chance to pull the zipper back up in my panic over being caught.
Ana looked to me for the next order, her hands resting on my tense thighs. “Take my dick out.”
Her thin fingers gripped the denim and tugged, all with her eyes fixed on mine. My dick smacked her in the chin when it bobbed up from the confines of my pants. She pulled back to look at me and I barely restrained myself as her heaving breaths panted against the head of my dick. Fuck, I was going to explode in two seconds. “Suck me,” I choked out, my nerves rattling my vocal chords.
She didn’t hesitate and a groan ripped from my chest when I was finally engulfed in her hot, wet mouth. No teasing kisses, no tender licks, just long firm sucks. Exactly like I ordered. Ana wasn’t lying when she said she didn’t want to make any decisions. She was at the mercy of my every order and that idea sent a shock of desire down my spine and straight to my balls.
I relished the view of her eyelashes brushing the apples of her cheeks. The way her cheeks hollowed out every time she pulled back to my sensitive head. My orgasm started to build.
I wanted to mark her. Stamp my ownership over her. Shoving the fear aside that I was going too far, I gave in to my desires and hoped I wasn’t making a mistake. “Unbutton your top. Show me your tits.”
Ana’s eyes flicked up to mine and nerves flashed across them, but it was mostly hidden by desire. She moved her trembling fingers to her buttons and began undoing them one at a time, never stopping her bobbing head. Once she’d parted the material, all that was left was her white lacy bra. “All of it Ana.”
She reached between her soft, creamy globes and flicked the front clasp, releasing the cups and pulling them apart to show me her pale pink nipples, pebbled hard.
“Unnggg,” I grunted. My hand tightened in her hair and my hips thrust forward, pushing against the back of her throat. She gagged, fighting off the intrusion. The sound both excited and scared me that I’d gone too far. I’d had girls pull back at that moment and glare at me with irritation. The fearful part of me, expected her to pull back despite the grip I had on her hair.
I wasn’t prepared for the moan that vibrated down my dick. It fueled me to be bolder, and I was lost in the sensations. I ignored the fear clawing at me and instead, gave in to what I wanted, lost in the heat firing through my veins. I became the controlling man I’d dreamed of being.
“Don’t stop sucking. I’m going to use your mouth to get off.” She rocked her hips side to side and squeezed her thighs together. Fuck, she was just as turned on as I was. “Put your hands behind your back.”
She did and I tightened my grip on her hair and began pushing my hips faster, watching my glistening cock pull out of her lips just to shove back in. Every couple thrusts I would tap the back of her throat and groan at the water filling her eyes. But I never pushed too far. I didn’t want to hurt her. I was doing my best to read the signs she was giving me, but I feared going too far.
When she moaned again, I was done. Electricity zinged through my balls and I jerked out of her mouth just as I began shooting white, ropey cum all over her perfect, round tits. I held her head down so she could watch me mark her, watch the way my seed spilled down her chest. Once the roaring sound receded from my brain, I made sure to wipe the residual come clinging to the tip, off on her chest, using her like a rag. Using her, and she let me.
She sat back on her heels, her chest heaving, staring at me with awe and a fire burning in her eyes. They glowed a dark blue, and I knew I needed to give her more.
A drop of cum dripped down to the tip of her nipple. I dropped my finger to flick the hardened tip, collecting the cum and bringing it to her lips. She leaned in and sucked my whole finger in her mouth without hesitation.
I pulled my finger out of her mouth with a pop. “Get on the bed.”
Ana laid back on my navy sheets and I walked over, removing my clothes before setting to work on taking off her pants. Thank God she wore leggings, because I didn’t have the patience to pry tight jeans from her curves. Her breasts taunted me, bouncing with each forceful tug of her pants. Once they cleared her feet, I flung them to the floor and gripped the back of her thighs, pushing them out and to her chest, fully exposing her pussy—her bare pussy.