822 You Can Take Me (1/2)
With a racing heart, Long Jinjing allowed Lu Zihao to position her head until her lips touched the tip of his hard length.
”Open your mouth,” he said.
She did and he slid inside with a groan. His hand tightened around her hair and guided her head up and down his length. Slowly at first, but each time her head dipped down, he pushed just a little deeper. She didn't notice this until the tip of his length finally bumped against her throat.
When that happened, she panicked a little and attempted to back away but he kept a firm hold of her head to prevent her from escaping.
”Relax,” he murmured in a rather soothing tone. ”You're fine.”
His other hand reached down and played with her breasts, flicking and pinching her nipples until she began to moan. Since he was pleasuring her, it was only fair that she also pleasured him.
She began sucking which earned her a sexy moan from him. That sound spurred her on and she felt eager to give him more pleasure. In addition to using her mouth, she also used her hands on him which by the sound of the erotic sounds he was emitting meant that he approved of her actions.
His erection expanded even further inside her mouth and felt harder. She tasted a trace of his release on her tongue which increased her own desire. Soft, needy moans thrummed in her throat but she didn't notice because she was so focused on pleasuring him—her man.
Just the thought that this attractive and sexy creature was now her man, even if it was only for thirty days, made her feel so thrilled and desirable, as if she took a bite out of a forbidden fruit. It felt so sinful, yet also so exhilarating at the same time.
”Get yourself steady,” he said in a low, dangerous voice. His eyes were predatory.
She shivered and nodded before shifting into a more stable position on her knees in front of him. Just like the first time he taught her how to pleasure him with her mouth in her bathtub a few nights ago, he held her head with both hands and positioned his groin right in front of her face.
”Ready, Jinjing?”
”Yes, Nikolai,” she breathed before obediently opening her mouth.
He slid home in two slow, firm thrusts. Then his hands tightened their hold on her head and he began slamming inside her mouth. Her throat protested. She couldn't breathe and felt like gagging.
She whimpered and held onto his muscled thighs while forcing herself to breathe properly through her nose even as he pumped himself harder and faster inside her mouth. Tears flowed down her eyes at the effort, and yet when she heard the feral sounds of pleasure he was making, her entire body somehow managed to relax and became more accepting of his savage actions.