Chapter 145: You Want My Dick, Little Submissive?
Chapter 145: You Want My Dick, Little Submissive?
Camilla
"I don't think I will ever be able to get enough of you, Camilla." Adriano into my ear, his erection strained against my back.
"You are fucking addiction."
It became hard to breathe at his words, his fingers dripping as he continued to pound into me at a dizzying pace.
"Oh my goodness," I cried out, my legs trying to clamp together but only finding his knee keeping them apart.
My head began to lull as he held me up, forcing me to watch as he unraveled me just like that. I tried to push up from the counter in sensitivity, only to be pressed back down and he was smiling as I screamed out my release.
"There you go," he whispered, his palm still rubbing my clit as I fell apart beneath him and my orgasm dripping down my legs with the combined sensation of the plug still inside me.
No amount of will was able to keep my eyes open after that, his motions gradually slowing as he brought me down from my high. Gently letting go of my hair and guiding my head to lay against his one hand, I remained limp right there as I panted and tried to regain myself. The entire time, he stayed with me, placing a light kiss on my temple and running his fingers through my hair calmly.
I have to admit, it did take me a little longer than usual before my eyes were able to flutter back open but it was perfect when the first thing I saw was my messy haired boyfriend.
"Hey, princess." He offered me a small smile, my arousal already clean from his fingers.
"Hi," I mumbled, pushing myself up onto my forearm so I could see him more comfortably.
That soon didn't matter as he moved me himself, picking me up and turning me so I was sitting upright to face him. A small tremble remained in my legs and my arms had to reach out to his arm for support but he held me. He never once made me feel rushed as I looked up at him and when he brought his lips down to meet mine, I felt the air part from my lungs.
In a single touch, I was melting beneath his fingers, every caress making it feel like the first time all over again. He tasted like mint and wood, my sense becoming consumed by his kiss and urging my body selfishly for more. Running my hands up and down the planes of hard muscles along his arms, I explored him diligently all while meeting his tongue stroke for stroke.
It felt warm as he cradled my face with his palm, angling my head back to get closer to me and to feel more. His desire was undoubtedly as strong as mine and when I finally slid off the counter to my full height, I broke off the kiss to slowly move my knees on the ground.
"Present just like that, princess." He said, his hands still touching my face as I spread my legs outwards and fixed my posture.
Once again, the change in position had me shuddering from the plug and it was horrible now that I couldn't rub my thigh together for relief. It was me who initiated this though and I didn't regret it for a moment. Especially at the feeling of his eyes on me, his one hand dropping to the waistband of his pants and unbuckling his belt.
My mouth watered when he finally drew his dick from his boxers, unable to see him from my eyes being pointed to the ground even though I knew what awaited me. He would be thick and hard, his tip dripping with precum and running over the shiny piercing that has brought me more pleasure than imaginable.
I could see through my peripheral vision the sight of his fist running along his length in deep strokes, close enough that I would only have to lean forward to take him into my mouth. I hated that I wasn't allowed to look up but I did know one thing for certain, it is my turn for dessert.
"Is this what you wanted, little submissive?" His low voice thrums through me, excitement coursing through my veins at the memory of the sounds he made the last time my lips were around him.
"Yes, daddy." I responded, feeling myself go into that calming headspace as I opened my mouth in invitation.
It was one he gratefully accepted. All it took was a single step forward before my tongue was able to lick a slow line across his slit, a large hand coming to the back of my head and gathering my hair for me. The realization that I wasn't allowed to move, that he was going to stand there and use me as I knew in submission at his feet was one that turned me on so much that it hurts.
"You are such a good girl, Camilla." He commented as he guided himself farther into my mouth and I heard his smile as I shivered in response to his words.
The urge to please hike went from a want to a need, my brain forcing myself into stillness as I relaxed my jaw to encourage him to go deeper. The only thing I had control of was my tongue and now that I have learned what he likes, I wasted no time tracing the veins that ran along the bottom of his dick, my lips wrapping closed to suck. I never move my head but the groan my actions elicited from him had me tempted. His hips began to slowly thrust as I tried to control my gag.
He was slow at first, working himself deeper and deeper down my throat until I couldn't stop myself from choking, spit dripping from the corners of my mouth. The pace allowed me to breathe most easily but it became a real effort to keep still as he began hitting the back of my throat, my nose brushing against his front with each pump of his hips.
For a moment, he just held me like that, restricting my air and enjoying how my throat constricted around him from his size. My first sign of real struggle was the twitch of my hands still forced against my thighs, tears forming in my eyes but not quite spilling down my cheeks yet. I knew my hand signal was to raise it above my head if I needed to safeword but when he tilted my chin up to meet his gaze, I knew I could take it.
When the last of my resistance faded from my eyes, that is when he pulled out and allowed me to breathe once again, cough instantly falling past my mouth. I could feel what a mess I was as spit and precum glistened on my face, my mouth reopening and silently asking for more.
I had never enjoyed blowjobs until I met my men but I knew if Adriano asked, I would remain here on my knees for as long as he wished, begging just to be able to taste him over and over again. If that didn't show how into this I was, then I don't know what else does.
Remaining there and watching as his eyes held mine captive in his gaze, I waited for the touch that never came. Instead, I was soon being lifted up to stand, given a few seconds to regain my balance as his thumb was dragged in a single sweep across my chin, wiping away the mess he made. Taking the hint, I opened and wrapped my mouth around the finger, moaning at the faint taste of him against my tongue as I licked and sucked his finger clean.
I could see the clear hunger in his eyes as I mimicked what I was doing only a second ago, offering a teasing smile as he pulled his finger away.
"I want you to take off your dress and wait for me in my room." He said, walking to the counter and grabbing both an elastic and brush from his drawer.
I stayed silent as he moved to my back, my scalp tingling as he untangled my hair before braiding it back in sure movement. Sighing as his mouth came to my ear, his fingers continuing their work on my hair, heat pulsed through me as he whispered.
"No playroom tonight, when I fúck you, it is going to be in my own bed."
With that, I felt the final pull of my hair, an elastic band securing the strands in place better than I could ever do myself. He didn't need to speak to tell me what was about to happen, his body following in step with mine as I exited his bathroom, pulling off my top as I walked.
I don't think either of us were eager to wait as I messily folded the material and placed it on his television stan, stripping off my bra and skirt next. The action forced me to turn away from him, but the second my clothes were set down, he was on me. His lips on my neck, his hands roaming my aching body and pressing me to his now bare chest.
As a matter of fact, not a single item of fabric separated us now as I turned to him, his hands dropping to the back of my thighs and silently telling me to jump. Obeying, I jumped and wrapped both my arms and legs around his body as our mouths reunited. Our kiss was wild and passionate, the only two words that were capable of describing our needs for each other right now.
Even our skins felt like too much of a barrier but I knew I was about to be connected to him in a way I have never experienced before of which I was eagerly waiting for.
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