Chapter 4: Sweet Temptation
"Damn Cadence I want you so bad. But a promise is a promise." He lowered his lips to my neck and sucked on it. I could still feel myself getting wet.
"Release your fear. Release the fear." I heard myself repeating it like a mantra and then something in me just let go. This was my life now. I needed to make the most of it. Evan was over there pleasuring me and getting absolutely nothing in return. That did not sit right with me.
"Take them off," I said.
He stopped and looked at me.
"Take the pants off and teach me how to make you cum."
I want you to know I shocked myself with that sentence. That could not have been my voice. That had to belong to someone else entirely.
He smiled. He stood up and took them off. I swallowed so hard I thought I would choke. Before me stood an Adonis with an erection so long I genuinely was not sure I could handle it. I raised up inspecting it as if I was giving it a seal of approval. To be this close to actually see and feel it made me wetter. I reached up and stroked it. He shivered a little as my hand continued to stroke.
"That’s it Cadence, nice and slow." I could see a small amount of liquid on the head. I bent down and licked it with my tongue, spreading it across the head. He reached up and removed the clip holding my hair and it spilled down my shoulders slowly.
"Open that beautiful mouth of yours. Let it glide in and suck. Just go with it. Don’t try to take it all in, I don’t want you to gag. Just relax, you are doing great." I looked at his amber now dark brown eyes as he watched me. What was it about his eyes that had me panting?
I licked my lips, opened my mouth and guided him in. It was an unnatural feel at first until I was able to relax my tongue and jaws. I gripped his base and slowly sucked him. He ran his hands through my hair almost pulling it from the scalp. The tingling sensation from that one thing alone had me rubbing my legs together.
He pumped in and out of my mouth. He slid out until his head bobbled against my lips. I wanted more of him until he raised my head. His eyes were hooded.
"Damn, this is so hard. You have no idea how much willpower it is taking me not to throw you on that bed and have you screaming my name."
I could feel his turmoil. And honestly I was feeling some of my own.
"Can we cum together?" I asked, almost breathless. I needed a release and I needed it badly.
He climbed in and took me by my hand. He sat me facing the mirror on top of him.
"Yes we can do this together. You don’t have to swallow."
Before I knew it he lifted me up and I was on his face. He used his tongue and continued his beautiful torture. I reached over and grabbed his erection and matched him stroke for stroke. He was hitting the back of my mouth and I still had more of him in my hand. An unknown force rocked through my body, something I genuinely could not comprehend. All I wanted to do was rock back and forth against his tongue. I could hear him moaning during breaks as he licked his lips and continued to dine on me like I was the only thing on the menu.
"Don’t stop Evan," I heard myself say.
I went down as far as I could until I felt him buckling against the bed. His face was so deep between my legs I was hoping he could breathe because I certainly could not. I could not stop. I wanted every ounce of him. I wanted to drink him in and never let him go. It was an intoxicating feeling unlike anything I had ever experienced. I released him as my scream rose from my toes to my throat and out into the air. I was terrified by the sound of my own pleasure as it vibrated through both our bodies. I screamed his name in between and the intensity of his lips and tongue sent me soaring into complete darkness.
I held on to his erection and his back arched off the bed. He leaned me over, slipped from my fingers and I felt his erection slide up and down against me. I felt warm liquid trickling down as his fingers found my clit and massaged it while I rocked back and forth and he laid against me. I grabbed his neck as we rocked together. He kissed me on the cheek as I released another orgasm.
"Thank you Cadence," he said as we both found our release. He held me in his arms and I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I woke up in a very unfamiliar room. I looked to my left and realized I was alone and naked.
Was it a dream? Did last night really happen? My mouth was a little sore. Did I really climax over and over again?
There was a knock at the door bringing me out of my daze.
"Come in," I said, wrapping the sheet around my body. Gabriel walked in with a tray full of breakfast foods.
"I wasn’t sure what you liked so I had the Chef prepare a little bit of everything."
I looked at the tray to see eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, grits and orange juice.
"Thank you Gabriel, that was very nice of you," I said giving him a smile.
"You are quite welcome. There are toiletries in the bathroom and clothes in the closet. You can wear whatever you like. This will be your room when you visit." I looked at him confused.
"My room?"
"Yes, those were Ms. Lilly’s instructions. The clothes in the closet are also yours."
"I don’t get it?"
"Well maybe she will explain it to you when you meet with her this evening. She will be sending Ben," he looked at his watch, "in about three hours. So eat up so you won’t be late."
"Gabriel, was Evan here last night or was it my imagination?"
He laughed at me. "Oh, Mr. McCain. Yes he was here. He had an early morning flight but I do know he spoke with Lilly this morning. I overheard him say he would be back in a couple of weeks."
I felt sadness wash over me immediately. Why did I expect him to be here when I woke up? I had not even realised I had fallen asleep. I could feel my eyes watering. Although he did not owe me an explanation I felt it anyway.
Alone. I missed his touch. His gentleness.
"Thanks Gabriel."
He winked at me and grabbed my hand. "It was hard for him to leave you. He rescheduled his flight last night and he has never stayed the night here as long as he has been affiliated with Ms. Lilly."
Somehow that comforted me more than I expected. Gabriel got up and walked out leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I quickly ate, showered and dressed. When I took my shower I noticed small pink bruises on my stomach and side. Mr. McCain left his calling card. I smiled to myself knowing that although he would not be the one to take my virginity, he would always be the first to make me feel like a real woman.
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