His Pleasure III
Camila's POV
Alejandro scans my face and when he sees the surprise and doubt, he shakes his head. "Didn't think so." He spits, his voice taunting yet the desire swimming in his eyes tells a different story.
He wants me to do anything but stop.
It's not that he looks disappointed, he looks starved as he stares at me through those hooded eyes with his chest heaving.
A hard look crosses my face as I stare up at him, meeting his penetrating gaze with a determined one of my own. I wasn't going to stop and back out.
Before I know it, my back on the wall is sliding down and I'm getting on my knees before him.
He shakes his head in disapproval as he stares down at me, his face contoured in want as he stands before me tensely. "Don't do this to me." He breathes, his chest heaving.
Instead of replying, I peer up at him, slowly brining my hands up to undo his zipper. My movements are slow and waiting for any sign of protest but he shows none. And when I reach into his briefs to pull out his cock, Alejandro shifts his legs and steps a bit closer giving me more access. A silent move of approval, even if his eyes are telling me he doesn't think I can do it.
I keep eye contact with him, not daring to look ahead at his cock just yet, but when I feel the soft skin nudge my chin I tilt my head down to stare at his length and force the surprise out of my face.
His shaft stands proudly before my eyes and I'm left to take in his intimidatingly dominant length for the first time.
Why is it so... big?
I swallow away the nerves before peering up at Alejandro to see him watching me intently, his eyes search mine for any sign of hesitation. I know he's just waiting for me to back down as he does his best to control himself.
But I keep eye contact and instead of backing down I ignore my nerves. "Tell me to stop then." I breathe as I move forward and place a barely there kiss on his tip.
He heaves a loud sigh, tilting his head down to stare at me as one hand moves back to the wall to brace himself against it. While his other hand tightens into a fist. He's forcing himself to be patient with me, allowing me to take my time and explore him all the while his eyes tell me that's far from what he really wants to do.
"Stop me Alejandro." I murmur sticking my tounge out to slowly trailing up and down his full length, coating as much of his cock in my saliva as I can, all the while my eyes don't strain from his.
"Tell me how wrong this is." I start to leave a trail of soft kisses along his length, working my way up to his base.
The muscles on his hands tense and the veins on the exposed skin of his forearms pop out. He's at battle with himself and I can tell he's forcing himself still and quiet.
But when my kisses go from light pecks to chaste ones, he exhales, brining his other hand up to the wall to steady himself, as he dips his head forcing his eyes not to stray from mine. It's like he's not allowing his eyes to move down to the sight of my mouth on his cock.
His face is one of control masking the pure carnal desire underneath.
My kisses turn sloppy and when I let my tounge peek out to lightly suck as I go, I hear barely there grunts escape his lips and mix in with his heavy exhales.
I watch his chest heave as he stifles his sounds and he tries to keep it all together when I know all he wants to do is let go and get lost in his dark desires.
I don't know what he's trying to control but I want him to let go.
I softly hum out once I latch onto a soft spot that has him reeling, so much so that he has to bite down on his lower lip as the hands bracing himself on the wall tighten into fists. His jaw is tight as he shakes his head "You don't want this." He chokes out a grunt, looking down at me.
But I do. I want nothing more than to see him unravel before me, because of me.
I work my way back up to his tip as he stares into my eyes, waiting for me to give up. But instead I line his tip up to the seam of my lips and pause to look up at him.
I know it's killing him. His eyes stay glued to mine in defiance, yet I don't miss the movement of his hips as he pushes forward slightly nudging his tip against my lips.
The move causes some of his precum to coat my lips and when I start to lick my lips, his eyes betray him and move down to watch my lips and when he does, his lips part as a low groan leaves them."Cazzo." He breaths under his breath staring down at me with so much distress. (Fuck)
And when I latch my lips onto his tip and suck lightly a piece of his composure crumbles.
His tight jaw relaxes as he parts his lips allowing a low groan to escape them. It's pained and when he throws his head back, I know if I want him to come undone I'll have to do it piece by piece.
I take my chance to open my mouth wide and start to take his tip into my mouth and move forward.
Alejandro's head instantly snaps down and he brings a hand down to grip the side of my head, stopping me. "You don't need to do this." He grits out, one last time.
I only blink up at him and when he realizes I'm not giving up just yet, he groans in agony as he curses under his breath.
"You're going to fucking kill me, Principessa." He growls, moving back to reposition himself before me. He brings both his hands out to grip the sides of my head. "I don't know how much more of this I can take." He spits staring down at my mouth as he positions his tip up at my lips and instead of replying I smile deviously up at him.
He thought I was going to give up half way, but I wasn't. I was going to take him all the way.
He stares down at me, his face strained like he's still holding himself back as he nudging his tip forward a silent sign to continue. I instantly open my mouth, allowing him to push his cock inside.
His movements are slow and hesitant as he starts to push his cock into my mouth, while his whole body tenses and starts to shake. His hands on either side of my head flex and the veins in his arms pop as his eyes penetrate mine.
They don't leave mine and I can tell he's just waiting for me to stop and pull away any second. He's prepared for me to stop because he doesn't think I can do it.
He's too preoccupied controlling himself to even lose himself in the pleasure I can bring him.
But I want him to lose control.
I open my mouth wider allowing him to push in fully and he does so with a low grunt before he hits the back of my mouth and I realize there's still more of him to take.
I relax my throat and his grip on the sides of my head tighten, but I open my throat allowing him to push his whole cock into my mouth until it's down my throat.
His lips part and his eyes move from mine down to my mouth that's wrapped around his and I see him stifle out a deep groan. "F-fuck." He breathes. His voice, a mix of surprise and torture as he throws his head back allowing a strangled groan to leave his lips.
The sound of his groan is so deep and pained that I think he's going to lose it. I try to bob my head but his fingers instantly move into my hair and lightly fist my strands, holding me in place.
He tilts his head back down, his lust filled eyes meeting mine as he shakes his head, breathing heavily. "You need to tell me to stop or else I'll lose it, baby." His eyes are dark and pleading with me, for what, I don't know.
I don't stop him, instead I hollow my cheeks and slowly move against his grip, bobbing my head up and down his length as I take him deeper. My movements cause him to moan out in agony and tighten his hold to keep me still.
I wrap my lips tightly around him and I feel my throat contract as I attempt to swallow, only it squeezes his length causing him to let out another low sensuous moan. The sound so erotic, it heats my insides and when he tightens his hold on my hair I know another piece of him is about to unravel.
"Cazzo, baby." He groans as his hips start to ever so slightly move him forward. His movements are tense and hesitant like he's trying so hard to be gentle as he settles on lightly rocking back and forth.
He starts to slowly fuck my mouth, his breathing shallow as his fingers in my hair painfully gripping my roots.
I try to work with him and poke my tounge out but it's hard because there's so much of him to take. I can barely do anything but hollow my cheeks and try my best to suck as low pained groans leave his lips.
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