Page 23 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11

I wasn’t winning until she was in the middle of the table begging for my cock. I hit another shot and a solid ball sunk perfectly into one of the corners of the pool table. "But I don't even have you naked yet." I turned around and Penny was still on her knees. I put my hand out for her.

She grabbed my hand and I pulled her to her feet.

"Now take off your pants,” I said.

She pushed her leggings down her thighs, stepped out of them, and threw them at me.

I smiled and caught them in my hand. She really was begging to be spanked.

She grabbed her stick and walked around the table, trying to find the easiest shot.

I walked up behind her. I let my fingers wander down her back. "I like this.” I touched her lacy red thong. I loved this color on her.

She looked over her shoulder at me. "Well, you should. You're the one who bought it for me."

Hmm. "How about you let me help you with this shot. I'd really like to see what you want me to do next."

She smiled. "Okay."

I leaned forward, pressing my naked torso against her back. I did want her to get her next shot. Almost as much as I wanted her to turn around and kiss me.

I put my left hand on top of hers, pressing her fingers down on the felt of the pool table. I grabbed the pool stick and pulled it back. I pictured my dick sliding through her fingers instead of the wood. I blinked, trying to focus. But it was hard when her ass was pressed against me.

"Okay," I whispered into her ear as I wrapped my right hand around hers too. I pushed her forward slightly, so that her hips were digging into the side of the pool table.

A sharp exhale escaped her lips.

I know, baby. Get this shot and I’ll give you whatever you ask. "Let's hit the nine into the left pocket." I moved my right hand back, pulling the stick back farther, and pushing her hips even harder against the pool table.

She’d just made me cum, but I was already growing hard again. My erection pressed against her ass. I really did love the red lace.

"Gently, Penny." I kissed the side of her neck. "I can't wait to see what you want me to do." I hoped it involved my tongue in her delicious cunt. I kissed her neck again.

"I think you're just trying to distract me even more." Her voice was light and airy. Like she was living in a dream.

She’d be dreaming in a minute when my face was buried in her pussy. "No. I want you to make it. I haven't tasted you since yesterday."

She didn’t respond. But I knew she was already picturing it too.

I lightly slid the pool stick forward, guiding her hand, and hit the cue ball. The nine ball went right into the left pocket. "See...gentle." I kissed her neck again.

"I want you to lick me," she blurted out.

Lick her? That wasn’t very specific. I smiled and let my hands fall from hers. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back against my torso.

"You want me to lick you?" I whispered into her ear. I gently slid my tongue along the back of her ear.

"Not there." Her voice sounded so needy. So desperate.

And yet…she couldn’t say the words. I raised my eyebrow at her. I wanted her to say it. I wanted her to beg me to eat her out.

She looked down at her thong and then back up at me.

I wanted her to say the words. But I loved how innocent she was too. It was my job to teach her. After all, I was her professor. I grabbed the sides of her thong and slid them over her hips. "You want me to lick your pussy?"

She gulped. "Yes."

"You shouldn't be embarrassed to ask me for that.

" I grabbed her waist and lifted her onto the side of the pool table.

I pushed on the insides of her thighs, spreading her legs for me.

"You know that I love the taste of you." I knelt down in front of her and massaged the insides of her thighs.

Her pussy lips were glistening for me. She was as soaked as I expected.

Just waiting for my tongue. "So ask me, Penny.

Tell me exactly what you want me to do."

"I want you to lick my pussy."

Fuck. If I wasn’t already hard, the way she said pussy would have done it. "It's sexy when you say it." I leaned forward and placed a slow stroke against her wetness. So fucking sweet.

"Oh God."

This is what you get when you ask for what you want. I swirled my tongue inside of her, pressing against all her walls, as my nose rubbed against her clit. I breathed in her scent. Her pussy lips were so soft. So wet. I pulled back to stare at her swollen lips. So inviting.

I pushed her thighs even farther apart and held them down firmly.

A tiny drop of her pleasure landed on the wooden edge of the pool table.

She’d swallowed down every drop of my cum.

And I was going to do the same for her. I licked the edge of the table and then shoved my tongue even deeper, pressing my nose firmly against her clit.

"James!" She grabbed the back of my head to hold me in place.

I continued to swirl my tongue inside of her for a few more seconds.

I wanted nothing more than to make her come.

But…she hadn’t asked me to do that. She’d asked me to lick her.

I’d given her another chance and she’d told me to lick her pussy.

If she wanted more…I wanted her to ask. I wanted to hear her say those dirty words.

Hearing her say it made me so fucking hard.

I grabbed her hand, removed it from the back of my head, and pulled away from her.

"No, James. Please don't stop."

"Baby." I kissed the inside of her thigh.

"I like pleasing you." I kissed her opposite thigh.

"And I like when you tell me what you want.

" I stood up and pulled her off the table.

"But you didn't ask me to make you come.

I wish you had. I love making you come with just my tongue.

It's your shot, though. Get your next ball in and tell me what you want. "