Free Cait and the Devil by Annabel Joseph

pressing against him. God, she was making this difficult with her gorgeous, innocent reactions. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her close. His hands strayed lower to cup her heart-shaped bottom in his hands. He finally broke from her, afraid of losing control.
    “Okay. That’s how you kiss, Caitlyn, and you remember how tenderly I kissed you there,” he reminded, tugging gently on her puckered nipples.
    “Yes, I remember.”
    “Back to your knees then. Take me in your hands. God, yes... like that.” It would be a miracle if he lasted until she put her lips on him. Just the feel of her trembling fingertips caressing him was enough to make a drop of pre-cum shimmer on the head of his cock. “Now lick it. Kiss it. Just the tip.”
    She rose up on her knees to position her mouth before him, and her pink tongue darted out to taste him. She licked him artlessly, clumsily, but he screwed his eyes shut and tensed to keep himself from shooting all over her face.
    “Yes. Yes, that’s good,” he said through clenched teeth.
    “Am I hurting you?”
    “No. Don’t stop. Now open your mouth wide and take me between your lips. Let me slide into your mouth.”
    Miracle of miracles, she opened for him. This had been the point where Lenore balked, where she’d turned on him and called him unnatural. A depraved, perverse villain. And he was all those things, but bless Cait , she didn’t know.
    He thrust in her then, as deeply as he dared without alarming her, cupping her face gently to guide his cock in and out. He was going to come, and he was going to come hugely.
    “ Cait ,” he gasped. “Very soon I’m going to release in your mouth. It’s going to taste strange and viscous, but you’re not to spit it out. You’re to swallow it. It won’t hurt you. Do you understand?”
    She nodded and he grasped the back of her neck, groaning long and hard as he discharged in her throat. He felt her choke a little, but she swallowed him as best she could. Astonishing. Not one cry of displeasure or outrage. He pulled her up, overcome by the intimacy of the moment. He enveloped her in his arms and kissed her.
    “Good girl. I know it wasn’t easy.”
    She nuzzled against him, trembling in his grasp.
    “Did I please you? I tried my best.”
    “You did very well for the first time. Very well. And it will get easier in time. With practice.”
    “How...how often...?” She wasn’t quite able to say the words.
    “Every day, at least for a little while, until it becomes more natural to you,” he said, stroking her hair. “It pleases me very much to be inside you, to feel your warm mouth around me, pleasuring me. I’ll want you to do it quite often.” He chuckled at her expression. “I told you it would be work. But I promise there will be pleasure for you too.”
    “There will?”
    “Yes. If you obey me. Go to the bed, Cait . Lie down on your back. Trust me,” he said when she hesitated.
    Drawing a deep breath, she turned from him and walked to the bed. She lay back, looking at him with wide eyes. He felt his cock tighten again. Just a look from her fathomless eyes could undo him. The image of her taking his cock in her mouth would stay with him forever. He would be hard for a week just remembering it.
    “Spread your legs. Open them,” he said. She did, just a little, the modesty ingrained in all women hampering her. “Wider. I want to see you there. Wider,” he urged her repeatedly, until her thighs were spread wide apart and he could see the luscious treasure between her legs. He stood and admired her for a long moment. His cock was already hard again, but he wouldn’t take her that way. He knelt instead, pulling her to the edge of the bed and holding her legs. He could tell she felt exposed. Her legs tensed and she tried to close them, but he pinned her open. He dipped his mouth to her, blowing hot breath on her beautiful pink pussy. She squirmed. His hands tightened on her thighs.
    “Be still.