Here’s a hot scene from Rocky Mountain Ride… (due out in a few weeks)

***

“You want some pleasure, darling?” He rose, water sluicing off him, getting it all over the stone floor, though neither of them cared. “Perhaps you could see to this?” His tool pointed straight at her face.

With a nod, she reached for it.

“No hands,” he ordered, and her eyes dropped to half mast as she circled his cock with her ripe, red lips. Her pupils were deep and dark with submission. Sebastian noted her trance-like obedience, arousal overtaking her will. Or maybe a part of her found pleasure in serving him.

Whether she loved or hated it, a part of her needed him to be in control. It was up to him to find the balance that brought her the most intense pleasure, without breaking her will. As she worked up and down his length, he wondered how far he could go. 

The sight of her on her knees, dark head bobbing, slavish mouth sucking, brought him to the brink in no time, and he raised her up.

“I don’t want to spill in your mouth.”

They left a wet trail all the way to the bedroom. He sat down on the bed his cock jutting up in invitation. “Ride me.”

She was a fine sight, her breasts bouncing and body curving over his. He let her do the work, encouraging her from time to time by pinching her nipples and then craning his head so his lips and tongue could soothe the sting away. She started to tighten around his cock and he slapped her ass.

“Now, on the bed. Hands and knees.”

She obeyed with alacrity, settling onto all fours and wriggling her bottom in invitation.

His cock throbbed with such need, he was surprised he’d lasted this long. She tilted her hips, offering her sweet pussy. As tempting as it looked, he decided now was the time to push their boundaries a little. Her little asshole winked at him from between two perfect, caramel nates, and he knew just what she needed. She’d love it, she’d hate it, she’d beg him for more.

He detoured a moment to the washbasin and grabbed a vial of oil she used on her skin. After slickening his cock with a generous handful, he knelt on the bed and set his cock at her tight bottom hole.

She tensed. “Sebastian.”

“It’s ‘Master’ to you, naughty one.” He slapped her ass. “And I suggest if you want any chance of cumming tonight, you work harder to please me.”

His fingers dipped into her pussy to check her response. Soaked, as he suspected.

“Face down,” he commanded, and grabbed a fistful of dark hair, pushing her head down to the bed. The resulting position pushed her backside out further. “Now reach back and part those cheeks for me. Show me what you have to offer. Show me what I own.”

Her breath came faster as her face reddened with humiliation, but she obeyed. His long fingers gripped her caramel lobes, drawing them apart to bare her sweet cuntpurse to his gaze. The little hoyden kept her lower lips smooth, and his mouth watered at the sight.

“Good girl. Next time I snap my fingers, you’ll lift your skirts and present.”

She growled and he smacked the side of her bottom hard. It made such a nice sound, he did it again. Then he couldn’t stop himself from bending down behind her and licking up and down her crack. His tongue probed her sweet nether lips, then slid up slowly, circling the dark star until her bottom shook. 

He couldn’t take it anymore. Rising, he positioned himself and started to slide in. His hand stroked her.

“It’s all right, darling. I’ll go slowly.”

Her body relaxed and let him in. She moaned, but the sound didn’t herald pain. Then his hipbones touched her plump rear and he lost himself in the beautiful feeling. Her body gripped him, her asshole clenched tightly as if trying to squeeze his dick off.

Prostrate before him, she arched her back, her hands still holding her cheeks open for him.  

She deserved a reward.

“Touch yourself.”

Once her breath started to quicken, he moved, rocking back and forth. The oil lubricated her back entryway, allowing his cock to push in and pull out. It was a beautiful sight.

 “Faster, Francesca. Make yourself come while my cock is up your ass.” He’d train her to feel good while he took her bottom hole. One day she would crave the act.

She did as he ordered, her face resting against the bed, her mouth open and drool leaking out. The sounds she made and the way her asshole spasmed as she came made him lose control. His fingers bit into her hips as he spent himself. 

***

Check out the rest of Masturbation Monday here