Chapter Twenty-Four - I'm always a good girl

Brandon

I carry Skyla to her bedroom and throw her on the bed. I know her game, this is exactly what she wanted, and that’s why she was acting the way she was. It is such a fucking turn on for me when she acts like this. I love it because when we first met, she wouldn’t do these things, which means her time with me has helped with her confidence. It is sexy to see.

Skyla rests on her elbows, a cheeky smile on her lips.

“I thought I wasn’t getting anything until after breakfast?” she says smugly.

I raise my brow at her, “Who says you are getting anything, now?”

“One, you carried me through to the bedroom. And two, your cock is clearly hard which means you are excited and want me.”

She seems so proud of herself. I hold back a chuckle, trying my best to stay serious.

“Maybe I brought you through here so you could give me something, not so I can give you something,” I smirk.

Skyla laughed loudly, “And what makes you believe I am going to pleasure you if I am not getting anything in return?”

She is on fire this morning! I want nothing more than to jump her right now, but then she would be getting what she wants. I will eventually give her what she wants, but I plan on being in control now.

“Because I know you enjoy sucking my cock, angel,” I reply confidently.

“Meh!” she shrugs.

I can see hear she is trying to hold back a giggle. I don’t take my eyes off her as I remove my boxers and let them drop to the floor. Skyla moans the second my hardened cock comes into view. Her tongue darts out of her mouth.

“Meh? Sweetness, your reaction to seeing my cock tells me a different story. You are probably already wet at the thought of my cock in your mouth, in your pussy.” I rasp and stroke my length.

Skyla tugs her lower lip between her teeth, trying to stop from moaning, but it doesn’t work because a loud, deep one escapes from her lips.

“I-I-I don’t know what you mean.” She tries to protest and sits up.

“Yes, you do. Now come here.” I demand.

She whimpers, a familiar darkness pooling in her eyes. She shakes her head. Oh, we are still playing this game, are we?

“Now, Skyla.” My voice is stern.

It causes Skyla to shudder and whimper. It takes a second, but she crawls down the bed to me and kneels in front of me.

“Yes, sir?” she rasps but doesn’t look me in the eye.

My cock throbs at her choice of words. I place my finger on her chin and tilt her back to make her look at me. Her eyes are full of want and lust. I crash my lips to hers, and she becomes weak under my lips. I pull back after a moment.

“I think you enjoy disobeying me, don’t you, kitten?” I ask and stroke her face.

“I don’t know what you mean. I’m a good girl,” she giggles.

“You are, uh?” I smirk.

She smiles brightly at me, “Yes, sir. Always.”

“Hmm, then why don’t you do as your told?”

God, I haven’t been so aroused in a long time. Skyla always arouses me, but something about how she is behaving right now is driving me wild.

“I do. Tell me what to do, and I will do it. Promise.” She says sweetly and bats her lashes at me.

I am trying not to lose my shit and ravage her because I am curious to see how long we can play this little game.

“Anything?” I ask and grab her face roughly.

“Yes,” she pants out, “Anything you want, Brandon.”

Her breathing is erratic, and I can see her squeezing her thighs together. She is as turned on as I am.

“Then suck my cock,” I growl.

She wets her lips with her tongue, “Happily.”

Skyla dips her head down and flicks her tongue over the tip. I groan loudly, and she licks the pre-cum before she inches me into her mouth.

“Fuck, good girl,” I gasp and entangle my fingers in her hair.

Skyla moans against my cock, which sends a wave of pleasure through me. She takes as much in as she can until I feel the tip hit the back of her throat. She gags, but only for a second before she starts to work her lips along my cock.

“Fuck, baby, just like that. You are so good at this, Skyla.” I praise.

Skyla removes me from her mouth and instead runs her tongue along the base and glances up at me with a sexy little smile before she takes me back in.

Skyla’s lips work quicker, massaging my balls as she sucks my cock. I growl loudly, and my head falls back. My climax is quickly approaching.

“Shit, Skyla, I’m close. Fuck, don’t stop.” I pant.

She moans against me again, and it doesn’t take long for my cock to swell in her mouth, and I cum so hard. Skyla drinks me up without issue and doesn’t stop until my body stills. She slowly draws me out.

I look down at Skyla, and she meets my eyes. She smirks and licks her lips.

“Mmm, I like your taste on my tongue.” She whimpers.

I catch my breath before I can speak, “I swear no woman has ever given me head as good as you do, angel.”

A proud look takes over her face, and she smiles brightly. I climb onto the bed, resting on my knees in front of her. I stroke the hair away from her face.

“Tell me, kitten, what would you like in return? What reward would you like for being a good girl? Anything you want.” I ask softly.

It is the least I can do after what she did for me. I watch a blush rise on her cheek. She has gone shy on me again.

“Tell me, Skyla. Don’t go shy on me now, beautiful. It is okay to ask for what you want.” I smile.

She has done it before, so I don’t know why she seems to be anxious about it now.

“I-I-I want to try something new. I just don’t know what,” she whispers.

I know she hasn’t got much experience sexually. I believe many of the things we have done were new to her. I will happily do anything she wants. She wants to try new things; I will show her them. It is a shame we haven’t gotten around to toy shopping yet because I know sex toys are something she hasn’t used before.

“I have an idea,” I smile.

“You do?” she asks.

“Yes. I will fuck you right now, and after, we can take a trip to the sex shop and see if anything catches your eye. If you want to try something new, there is a good place to start.” I suggest.

Excitement fills her eyes, and she nods eagerly.

“But first, can you go down on me before you fuck me?” she finally asks.

I groan, “Always, kitten.”

I push her onto her back, and she snickers at my eagerness. I could spend hours with my face buried between her thighs.

It is time to give my girl what she wants.