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I licked my lips again, swallowed, and lowered my lips against his soft, wet tip. I used my tongue, first, rolling it along the head to savor the taste of his own precum. I had never tasted him before, not like this, and I had to admit… I enjoyed it.

His entire body seemed to tense for an instant. That was when I let my lips part and carefully took him into my mouth. Lucien’s cock was big, and I wasn’t sure how much of it would be able to take in my mouth without there being any… problems. When I thought I couldn’t take any more of him in, I pulled away from it, then returned to it, rolling my tongue along the tip of his cock the entire time.

Lucien’s body relaxed, then tensed, then relaxed again, his breath catching in his throat every time I decided to roll his balls around in my other hand.

I had him.

Right now, he was mine.

I kept my movements slow, and deliberate, enjoying the moment—the pleasure of having him here, entirely in my hands. Though he had made me ask him for permission, right now, and for the first time ever… I was the one in control.

I was the one in charge.

I pulled him out of my mouth and looked up at him while I ran my tongue along the entire length of his cock. “Tell me you like this,” I said.

“I like it.”

“Tell me I’m a good girl again.”

I felt one of Lucien’s hands rest on my head, and he guided me back to the tip of his cock. “You’re my good girl,” he said, “Do you understand me?”

“Your good girl,” I whispered, before I took him into my mouth again.

His cock began to throb and pulse in my mouth. With one hand, I pumped at his shaft. With the other, I worked at his balls. With my mouth, I picked up the pace, sucking and pumping while he tensed and groaned.

He was close.

I could feel it, that build up inside of him, and I wanted it. I wanted all of it.

“Slow, now,” he said, and I did as he asked, slowing down my movements and focusing on his tip. Lucien held my head in place, then he pushed me further onto him, trying to get me to take as much of him into my mouth as I could handle.

Another throb.

Another pulse.

And he erupted, sending a hot stream of himself directly into the back of my throat. I wrapped my lips around his shaft and breathed deeply as I swallowed every last drop he had to give me, moaning with him while he emptied himself into me.

When he was done, I sucked and licked the last of his climax up, then I crawled onto him. “I want you,” I said, as I reached for his cock and placed it between us.

He was still throbbing, still surprisingly hard, and still coming. I could feel it on my fingers, hot, and sticky.

“No,” he said, grabbing my hand and stopping me from sliding him into me.

“No?” I asked. “Why?”

“Because I said no.”

“That’s unfair…”

“Good girls get rewarded. I need to leave something for you to look forward to.”

“We may only have tonight.”

“We have three days, and I meant what I said earlier. You need to be rested for tomorrow.”

I sighed. “What do I have to do to get you inside me?” I asked against his lips, hoping I could coax him.

He lightly kissed my lips. “Sleep.”