“Yes!” I cried out, my hands up on his thighs, fingers clutching him with need.
“Did you touch yourself last night, Kara?”
“Yes,” I readily admitted.
“Did you come?”
“No.” I looked into his eyes, heat flooding my gaze. “You didn’t tell me I could.”
He growled in satisfaction, his hand still wrapped around his cock. “Strip for me.”
My legs weak with desire, I stood up, wobbly. Looking at him the whole time, I peeled off his t-shirt, letting him see my breasts. He took me in, heavy-lidded in appreciation as he stroked himself. I brought my fingers inside the waistband of his boxers, slid them down and stepped out of them. Now he could see how wet I was, glistening and dripping with need for him.
“Show me,” he commanded, eyes locked on my pussy. “Show me how you touched yourself.”
Following his directions without hesitation, I brought my fingers down to my throbbing clit. My eyes closed in pleasure as I found myself, stroking and circling my swollen flesh. I was so close, so ready on the brink.
“And your tits,” Declan barked. I moaned at his command and brought my free hand up to my breasts, rubbing, kneading, caressing.
“That’s right, just like that,” Declan praised me and I moaned again, his words stroking me as much as my fingers. “You see this?” His words opened my eyes again and brought my attention to his cock in his hand. “Do you want to learn how to suck this? Exactly how I want you to do it?”
“Yes,” I panted, my hand frantically working my slit.
“Do you want me to train you?”
“Oh God! Yes!” I didn’t know why the word “train” almost sent me over the edge, but it did, my eyes closing again at their own will, the intensity of my reaction nearly engulfing me.
“Kneel down before me,” he thundered. I complied, scrambling to kneel down between his thighs, right next to his cock. “Keep touching yourself. And show me your tits.”
I worked myself, thrusting, circling, and arched my back. I thrust my breasts out to him, my nipples standing out like two dark pink buds, throbbing with need.
“Yes!” Declan jerked his cock over my tits. Hot come spurted onto them, splashing up over my aching nipples.
“Oh! Declan!” Shock and lust ripped through me and I threw my head back, my breasts toward him and came. Throbbing waves of pleasure broke up and through my body under his assault. He kept coming on me, each new hot load of come on my breasts driving me into another crest, another cry out as I shuddered in orgasm.
With a deep, satisfied groan, Declan shot his last drop out of his cock onto my waiting breasts. I sighed in release, deep, primal pleasure flooding my entire body. He sank back onto the couch, watching me. I dropped down onto my calves, feeling my wet, slick pussy against my ankles. It felt like I might slide off. I could still feel his thick, warm cream sliding down my breasts. My nipples covered in his come was the nastiest thing I’d ever seen in my life, but it stroked me deep in my core. The visceral evidence of his pleasure surrounded me, rewarded me.
“We’re getting on a plane in one hour,” he said, looking at me with wicked, heavy eyes. “I’d like to keep you exactly like that, kneeling before me, covered in my come.” I met his eyes and gave him a low smile in response. I wanted that, too.
“But I have other plans for you, Kara. We’re heading to New York for the week. And you’ve been a bad girl.”
My eyes widened, my smile fell. What was he talking about? He looked at me, intense, controlling. “You’re going to need to take your punishment. I didn’t tell you you could come.”
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