Free A Most Unusual Mistress (Rogue Scandals) by Raven McAllan

sight to behold and worship.” Her voice, husky with desire, aroused him even more. “It seems to welcome my eyes.”
    “Much more than your eyes, my dear. It awaits your touch.” He watched as her hand strayed toward him and then moved back. A disappointment, but not insurmountable.
    “So?” He wondered what she would do next. His pantaloons, now around his ankles, would be easy to kick off if need be. However, he had an unaccountable urge to see her remove them; therefore, he waited.
    “So...” she mimicked, “I feel this is needed.” Carefully, she knelt in front of him, her mouth oh so close to his now painfully hard cock. He watched as she ran her tongue around her luscious, plump crescent lips, before lifting first one of his feet, then the other. Once she had removed his clothing, she leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss just above his navel before turning and throwing the pantaloons haphazardly toward a chair, where they lay half-over its spindly back.
    The anticipation was agonizing. How could such a simple thing dismiss all his composure and leave him at her mercy? Ashley gritted his teeth while commanding his cock to stay still and not wave in front of her eyes. He struggled to regain control of the situation.
    “Take me in your mouth. As I told you, this is something I wish. My wish is your command.” How trite did that sound? However, he cared not. She would tongue him, taste his cum, and have him spilling into her. This was his goal and his vow.
    He watched as she hesitated. Now it was time to dominate, and well.
    “Adriana, my mistress will mouth me...let me come hard and loud within any part of her I so desire.” He waited. Her smile was pure mischief. He distrusted every nuance.
    “Adriana. Understand what you agree to?” He kept his voice harsh, for although his cock was ready, his body desirous of all delights available, he was not sure any part of Adriana was in the same situation. She might say so, but would she be prepared to carry through her affirmation? Now was the time to discover if it was a fact.
    He was harsh. Purposefully so.
    “You. Either in your mouth, or I go and fist myself. What I say is you fuck me with your mouth, or I leave. I have a need to come. To shout out my completion. How and where is your choice. And a choice that will not be often given to you. So now, my dear, how do you decide? I am hot and hard and desirous to spill myself. Decide now, or we end this.” He stared at her, his look hard and cold. Not at all how he felt, but how he knew he had to appear.
    “Choose,” he commanded. “Choose now, or I go and help myself.” To intimidate—or tease; he knew not which—he took his ever-eager cock in one hand and slowly rubbed his hand down its shaft. Noting her avid looks, he took a chance and used his other hand to pull her head to him, thrusting his enthusiastic prick inside the warm depths of her mouth before moving it up and down, in and out.
    “Suck me,” he demanded. He waited, hardly daring to breathe, and then found his breath taken from him. His hand was firmly removed from his staff and replaced by one small, feminine hand as her gentle, untutored lips closed around him, hard and tight. Argh. The feeling was exquisite. He could feel every quiver of her lips, each suck and pull, tight and loose, teasing his cock to greater heights.
    “Farther,” he stipulated in a harsh voice. “Take me farther. Angle your throat. Let me fill you.” Tempting though it was to fuck her mouth deep and hard, he restrained, just pushing slowly, allowing her to set the pace.
    He felt her lips close tight around the head of his penis and involuntarily, his hands tightened in her hair. Adriana moaned.
    “Did I hurt you?” he asked urgently. “Adriana? Do I hurt you? Tell me for the Lord’s sake if I do.”
    “Of course not,” she replied in a surprised voice. “I am an eager and willing pupil.”
    His manhood was released from her mouth to enable her to reply, its