My Lady of Misrule by Amy Rose Bennett

Author:Amy Rose Bennett
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Minerva drew a deep, bracing breath into her lungs. She wanted to do this well. To thank Tristan in kind. “What shall I do first?”

Tristan leaned back a little so his lean hips tilted toward her. “Undo the fall of my breeches and take my shaft in one of your hands to hold it steady. Feel free to stroke and squeeze me too. Fondle my ballocks. I won’t break.”

“All right.” Minerva was all thumbs as she freed Tristan’s manhood from his breeches, but her clumsiness didn’t seem to diminish his arousal. His long, thick, steel-hard cock sprang free, and she gasped at the sight. “My word, Tristan. I must say, you are very well-endowed.”

“I’m glad you think so,” he said in a tight voice. “I must warn you, my control is hanging by a thread. I’m primed to come-off.”

“I can’t wait,” she said, wrapping her fingers around the hot, silky shaft near the base. The black, wiry bush of curls tickled her skin and the strong column seemed to pulse as she gently squeezed. Emboldened by Tristan’s rapt expression, she ran her hand up to the large plum-shaped head and back down again.

Almost immediately Tristan hissed. “I’m already leaking, Minerva. If you want to see how I taste before I erupt completely, now would be the perfect time.”

Bending her head, Minerva gave the swollen head of his cock a tentative lap. His seed had a slightly musky, salty flavor that wasn’t unpleasant. Swallowing a good deal more wouldn’t be onerous at all. To show him she wasn’t put off in the slightest, she flicked her tongue over him again before licking all around the rim. Then she surrounded him with her lips, suckling ever-so gently. At the same time, she gently rolled his heavy balls between her fingers.

Tristan seemed pleased with her efforts as his hips bucked and he groaned. “That’s it, sweetheart. Do you think you can take more of me into your mouth?”

“Of course.” Still holding his cock with one hand, she swallowed as much of him as she could. He was huge and she could feel her jaw stretching to accommodate him, but the slight discomfort was worth it when Tristan groaned again.

On his next thrust, he rode her tongue all the way to the back of her throat before pulling out.

“Fuck, Minerva,” he grated out. “You didn’t gag.”

No, she hadn’t and Tristan was clearly impressed. To show him she wanted him to continue, she plunged down then up again, hollowing her cheeks to increase the suction, just like she’d seen the brunette prostitute do.

“Christ.” Tristan wound a fist into her hair and thrust all the way into her mouth before withdrawing and pushing in again. And again. His pace increased and Minerva gripped his cock harder and opened her jaw wider. More of his seed leaked down her throat and she swallowed. Her own excitement was building. She was going to make Tristan come.

“Jesus Christ,” he rasped. “Are you... are you ready, Minerva? Because... fuck, here it comes.

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