Chapter 28

Anelisa 

Is it just me because I literally like seeing him frustrated, to see him cuss and have those eyes on me like he'd crush me but then, he can't.

I'm still on my knees shameless and admitting that I'm under a spell because that kiss, having his body glued to me made me horny.

"Now come" he whispers coldly, his eyes narrowed at me as I exhaled, definitely wet.

I placed my hands on the floor and crawled to him, slowly and even when my knees hurt, I'd want to be obedient.

Once I was close to his thighs, he trapped me between them, the apex of his athletic legs.

Everything about his man reads beauty and the way he stares always leaves me thrilled like I'm the only thing that matters.

"Suck me wolf" he said in a low tone that made my brain recoil that I couldn't concentrate.

I haven't tried this before, the only thing I did with my mate was kiss him. I'd be staring at an actual dick and having to feel and taste it!

I swallowed, still looking, even his voice rendered me dumb until he grabbed my neck and leaned his face to mine.

"Act fast! And stop staring!" He roared totally impatiently as he pushed my head. I licked my lower lips and then said;

"You still have your pants on, bring out...well, your dick..."

"Do it yourself wolf!" He snapped, cutting me short and worked up by question. When he said that, my body became stiff as breathing became difficult.

My hands trembled as I fluttered my eyes and then slowly moved those hands to his waist, puzzled but scared, wondering what monster I'd be bringing out from his pants.

I placed my hand on his cock and a cold chill ran down my spine as I closed my eyes.

"Please do it masked man, I can't, I..."

"Look at me" he interrupts again, totally reading my instinct as I was breathing faster, more petrified and melting.

I shift my gaze to his eyes, it's soft now but the anger hasn't died down as he suddenly held my shaky hand, panting and not even scolding me for being a wimp, for getting all jittery over pulling out a dick.

I intended to look down but he said;

"Don't you dare look down, until I say so"

I swallowed still gazing at his eyes as I had no idea where the hand he held was going until I felt something, hard? Soft, feels very flexible and can be molded by my hand.

I pant heavily, wanting to look but my hand only felt the texture, the length makes me widen my eyes.

Even his eyes said a lot, he was delighted that he was punishing me from not having a look at what my hand was holding.

My nipples shoot out, and my wet needed to feel the air but my panties have trapped it.

The dick warm, having a spongy texture and I gasped as my hand couldn't even cover it, as if it suddenly felt enlarged, stiff and rigid, more solid.

I wanted to beg him just so I looked, because I'm dying from waiting as we search each other's eyes.

He's leaving me hanging and I hate it that my body is reacting. He noticed my goosebumps, my quiver, my fear and my chest rising up and down.

"Spit on your hand" he ordered and I moved my free hand which was resting on his thighs and spit on it, seductive.

"Lubricate the dick"

"What?" I asked, totally confused by that language and he closed his eyes. He has had enough of me that he's just trying to avoid hitting on the face like his brother.

"When I say lubricate, you soothe the dick with that wet hand of yours" he explains and my cheeks flushes red as he has no choice than to teach me.

"Does that mean I can look down?" I asked just to be sure to feed my hungry eyes and shit, I'm smiling because of the excitement in me.

"Go on"

Slowly with my other hand still holding his dick, I lowered my eyes down and gasped.

I froze as my jaw dropped, staring at the large, erect dick before me that even my mouth can't size.

"Fuck!" I screeched, the swear word the blonde likes to use when he can't fathom for things.

I was afraid, letting go of the cock that even my hand couldn't circle.

"Scared?" He whispers in a mockery tone as my other hand slick of my saliva.

"Do the needful"

I forgot myself again if he hadn't placed my both hands on his dick letting out an unintentional moan.

"Stroke it with your fingers"

The way he commands me, I definitely can't refuse the other as he moved his legs and this time, they tighten my body in between, trapping me.

I felt tutored and I did just that, rubbing, squeezing and grazing his cock hard.

He grunted as I jerked his cock but I released it quickly scared if I did the wrong thing.

"Don't take that hand off!" He barked and terrified, I grabbed his shaft again, fondling it.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair as I let out a shriek cry, astonished by what I was doing.

"Now, take it in" he orders and gently, I part my lips to have a taste of the meatball in my mouth.

The tip of his dick brushed my lips and it was so meaty that I couldn't wait to actually feel it with my tongue.

Then I could see that white substance gushing out like a diluted milk, like my love juice.

"What's this called?" I asked naively and played with the liquid with my fingers as I didn't read his eyes.

"It's cum wolf, cum!" he replied in between his teeth and a sided smile escaped my lips.

"Cum" I repeated blushing and shy as I used the cum to rub his dick and then licked the tip from where it came from.

It tasted salty, quite delicious and sticky in the mouth as I opened wider to take him in.

I was right, my mouth can't take him all in and he pushed my head forward. My face was sullen and red, the feel of his dick in my mouth was heavy.