Free A Dom and His Not So Submissive Sub by Taki James Page B

him.
                  Freyr furrowed his brows, and then understanding dawned on him.  “Be still.”
                  That was all that she wanted to know. She allowed Freyr to return to his sleep while she left the bed to take care of her morning business and get breakfast started for the both of them. She was in a mood for some homemade pancakes, and maybe some bacon and eggs. Freyr would most likely appreciate it as he often had a very big appetite first thing in the morning.
                  She mixed up the batter, put on the bacon, and cracked the eggs. It was the heady smell of food that finally woke Freyr from his deep sleep. He came shuffling into the room wearing nothing but his skin. Vanessa set a plate before him, filled with all the morning goods she put together.  She trailed a hand through his hair as she turned back to cleaning up the mess she made. Vanessa bent over to ensure she’d turned off the stove and jumped slightly when she felt a pair of hands grabbing for her hips. Freyr stood close behind her, his cock spearing her pussy in one slick movement. “This is good,” she heard him say as he thrust long and deep inside her.
                  She felt her knees buckle. It did feel rather good if she did say so herself. But still, she’d gone through a lot of trouble to make breakfast and did not want him letting it get cold. “Eat,” she gasped as the smooth head of him grazed against that special place inside of her.
                  Behind her, Freyr suddenly groaned as a thought occurred to him. He pulled away from her, wrapping an arm about her waist before she could move away from him. He carried her to the table, where he moved his breakfast aside on the counter. Without further thought, he laid Vanessa spread out. Her legs hung over the side.
                  What are you doing?” she demanded.
                  Freyr sat comfortably in his seat between her wide spread thighs. His gaze zeroed in on her moist flesh. She was slick, swollen with arousal from their previous encounter. Vanessa’s hips were jerked forward more toward the edge of the table. His hands under her buttocks tilted her hips at just the right angle for his tongue to plunge inside her, devouring her juices like rare nectar.
                  Vanessa suddenly howled with surprise at the incredible pleasure. His tongue bathed the whole of her sex, from the rosebud of her anus to her burning clit. Over and over he licked her, taking time occasionally to swirl around her little bud, never quite touching it with enough pressure to really set her off. When she did not expect it, his lips encompassed her clit, sucking hard, almost painful in its intensity.
                  Vanessa was embarrassed by the slurping noises coming from between her thighs, yet she held on tightly to his hair, pulling him closer with every tug he made on her clit. One finger slid its way into her, as he coaxed more of her honey with his lips. He released her clit, to once more strike his tongue against her. That one finger retreated, allowing his tongue to gently stretch her muscles around him. Vanessa climaxed. Freyr gave her no corner for rest. He was relentless in his pursuit of her pleasure. The finger he coated in her fluids moved lower, caressing her rosebud, adding a new sensation she’d never felt before. The digit pushed, working resolutely inside her dark passage, while his tongue distracted her from the new pleasure about to take hold of her.
                  She lifted her shoulders from the table to look down at him, catching his eyes firmly planted on her face. His tongue worked constantly on her flesh, from hole to clit. His finger inside her backside finally made itself known as it forced past the tight ring of muscles to the first knuckle. Vanessa stiffened at the intrusion. Freyr ignored that bit of resistance, pushing