“Mmm, Tesoro. I can smell your arousal. What are you going to do before you dare have an orgasm?”
Without hesitation she says, “Ask for Sir's permission.”
Fuck.
I have always said Heather is perfect and it’s always been true but never more than it is right now.
“Good girl, Tesoro. Spread your legs.”
I get on the bed and immediately bury my face in her pussy. Her scent surrounds me as she thrusts her hips up, trying to take control and I can’t allow it.
“Tesoro, behave.”
I don’t explain because she knows exactly what I’m reprimanding her for. She relaxes her hips and I reward her with a slow lick over her clit. Grabbing onto the bars on the headboard, she tightens her hands around it, I think attempting to control herself.
Since she’s doing as she’s told I continue licking at her swollen clit as I push two fingers inside her drenched pussy.
Shaking her head back and forth she becomes frustrated.
“Not already. No!”
I chuckle against her pussy as I draw her clit between my lips and suck gently, then let go of it, bite, and suck some more.
“Oh my God. Sir, can I come?”
I lift my head and arch an eyebrow while she stares at me, her eyes filled with need as they plead with me.
“Good girls, say please. Let’s try this again.”
I go back to fucking her with my fingers while lashing quick strokes of my tongue over her clit and she cries out.
“Please. Oh my God. PLEASE!” she screams the last word sounding so desperate and beautiful.
“Please what, Tesoro? What are you requesting?”
“Please, Sir, may I come? It hurts. I can’t fight this. Please, let me come.”
Tears spring to her eyes and I don’t know if I’ve ever seen her look this intoxicating. Fucking perfect indeed.
“Yes, Tesoro. Come for me.”
I push a third finger inside her, bite down on her clit and watch the most stunning explosion I’ve ever witnessed.
Her back arches from the bed, as she tightens her hold on the bars, and screams loud for me.
Heather lies, behaving like an angel, crying out and I nearly lose my mind from the mere sight of her like this.
I get onto my knees and push inside her with a grunt.
“Such a good fucking girl, Tesoro.”
Leaning over her, I place one hand on the mattress beside her head while I use the other to break the stocking from the bed. She moves her hands to touch me but then quickly pulls them back.
“You may touch me.”
She places a hand around my neck and pulls my head down to hers and attacks my lips as she kisses me desperately. Sliding my hands under her back, I flip us both over so she’s on top of me.
“Ride me, Tesoro.”