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I let out the longest, deepest sigh as I am finally able to touch the parts that were begging for it. So lost in my relief I almost miss the "Good girl" you offer me. A smile at my actions barely contained in your voice.

It doesn't take long for me to be right at the edge again. My breath speeding up, a fresh flush of pink spreading across my chest and cheeks, my fingers becoming soaked.

"Are you enjoying performing for me?"

My eyes beginning to roll again. "Yes Sir."

You lean forward and reach your hand down, taking one of my rock hard nipples between your thumb and forefinger. You squeeze, twisting the raised nub and pulling it away from my body. My back arches, chest pushing into your touch in response.

"That's it." You coo, watching goosebumps race across my skin.

"Ah -," not a real word. More a sound made in response to the added sensations coursing through me.

You smirk down at me. "Close?" an eyebrow raised in question.

"Yes Sir." I nod as though the action would give greater weight to my words. I could feel a pressure coiling in my core, like a spring ready to release. I see a decision flash across your face.

"Count to 30. Out loud." My eyes clear as I am given a fresh instruction. "Rub faster." You add.

At this my breath catches in my chest, my hips bucking against my hand instinctively. I was going to get my release.

"1...2...3." I begin to count. My voice thready and breathy as my hand moves quickly across my clit. "10...11...12." My words strained.

"Louder." You growl.

I try and take a deep breath. Drawing air deep into my chest. "13." My voice is firmer.

"That's it. Good girl."

"14...15...16." My head starts to fall back.

"Look at me."

"17...18...19." I bring my face back to yours.

"20...21...mmm." Pleasure is flooding my mind. My body begins to tremble as I get closer and closer to tumbling over the edge. "27...28...29..."

"Now stop." Your voice sharp, cuts through the air. My eyes turn the size of saucers. "Hands on my knees."

"N-n-nn..." I shake my head in disbelief.

"Now." I let out a pining moan, my eyes filling with wetness for the release I have just lost.

"Are you desperate?" You ask with a glint in your eye. You have no doubt of the answer.

"Yes Sir. God yes." I exclaim.

"How do you feel?" You prompt.

"I need to touch." Are the first words my clouded mind can form. "Please. I can't think Sir." How am I supposed to put these feelings into words. The hunger, the desperation, the fire coursing through my veins.

"Take out my cock," your only repsonse.

My shaking hands reach out, fumbling with your belt and zip. My eyes are totally transfixed by the sight of you springing free from the confines of your trousers.

"Focus. Breathe." I jump at your words. They catch me unawares until I stop and realise I had been holding my breath. I release it, and take in a new, slow breath.

"Good girl." I let my body relax slightly. Taking control of the anticipation running through my body, I focus. You watch the change play out, from trembling desperation to focused intent. "Now stand. In front of me." I take to my feet and assume the position. "Good girl. Now keep your legs straight. Bend at the waist. And take my cock into your mouth."

I comply immediately. Leaning forward at the hip, my mouth coming open, tongue out. My lips wrap around you, and I slowly lower my mouth down your hard length. I do not halt my actions as you raise your hips to meet me, pressing your head along the roof of my mouth. You push yourself against the back of my throat.

"Look at me." I raise my eyes to meet yours. "Listen carefully." You pause, ensuring you have my full attention. "Your are mine." My eyes are locked on yours. I let your words wash over me. "Nod if you're giving yourself to me."

Without hesitation I nod.

"Good girl. Now take me out of your mouth." My cheeks hollow as I suck my way to the tip of your cock, letting you fall past my lips with a pop.

Your hand reaches forward, and you wrap your fingers around my throat gently, no pressure.

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