CBWR? Chapter 14

And here we go again! And you people thought all I was doing tonight was tweeting and eating pizza!

Oh. That.

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Chapter 14

After about three minutes, it was clear talking was getting me nowhere. I was a complete and total failure when it came to communication with women I had dated. I was not sure why it came as a surprise to me that talking to my slave wasn't a whole lot different than talking to any other woman.

I sucked at it.

She wouldn't answer me with any information I could actually use, I was getting upset, and she was starting to try to curl up in a ball and hide right in the middle of the bed. It was fucking frustrating, and I kept trying to guess at things she might like, and was about to go out and buy her a pony, because I was pretty sure someone told me once all girls wanted a pony at some time in their lives.

"Why don't you just tell me what you want?" I asked again. "Or what kinds of things you like?"

"Please, Master…I don't know what you want me to say!" She tucked her head tighter against my shoulder. She had done that a couple of times now, and I couldn't figure out why she was doing it. I liked it, though.

"Just tell me!" I said, exacerbated.

She took a deep breath – I could feel the rise and fall of her chest pressed against mine.

"I just want to make you happy, Master. Please…may I?"

"May you what?" I dropped my head back on the pillows and rubbed my eyes. She probably just wanted me to shut up so she could go to sleep at this point. That was all right, because I didn't think I would be able to take a lot more of this. Shit, I'd gotten more information out of women I had picked up in bars, fucked in my car, and then taken back to the dance floor ten minutes later than I could get out of Bella.

"Try again?"

"Try what?"

"Please, Master – let me try to suck your cock again."

Oh. That.

You would have thought I was too wound up to get it up, but the lower half of my body didn't really have any diplomatic consultations with the upper half. As soon as I figured out she was now offering exactly what I wanted again, all other coherent thoughts just jumped out of the bed and ran into the other room to watch some TV or something. With the actual thinking head totally out of the way, my cock started speaking out of my mouth, and then next thing I knew she had turned herself around and was going to continue where she left off. I was powerless to stop her.

All right, I wasn't going to stop her because I wanted this.

Fucking sue me.

Her eyes looked up and me as she took the base in her hand again, stroking me twice before speaking.

"It's really okay if I only go part way, Master?"

"Yeah, it's fine. Don't go so far down again, okay?"

"Yes, Master," she said quietly, and then her lips wrapped around the head of my cock. I watched her take it about half way down as her hand wrapped around the rest of it. Any remaining thoughts I had prior to that point decided to join the rest of my brains on the couch in front of Welcome Back Kotter reruns.

The rest of me gave over to sensation – her touch, the sounds in the room – most of which were coming out of my mouth – and the way she looked bent over me. Damn, she was beautiful – especially like that. I don't know if it was my sheer level of frustration already, watching her walk around mostly naked for a good portion of the day, or just the talent of her mouth and tongue, but it wasn't all that long before I was trying hard to hold back and not come.

Then I wondered why I was holding back.

"Bella…fuck…Bella, I'm going to come soon."

Her eyes opened and she looked right at me, but she didn't stop. Not at all. In fact, she looked rather determined.

"You don't have to…have to…oh fuck!" I groaned and reached my hand down to touch the top of her head. "You don't have to keep going…not with me in your mouth. Oh…fuck…you can…stop…oh fuck…"

She didn't stop. If anything, she increased the suction. I gave up and let myself go until I could feel the tightening in my legs and abs as she started moving faster over me. I might have actually screamed out her name as the sensations rippled through my skin, down my cock and past her lips. She just kept me in her mouth and kept sucking on me until I was completely done. The fact was – it just felt so fucking good – warm and soft and wet and everything I loved about having my cock in a woman's mouth. If she wanted me to come in her mouth, then I wasn't about to refuse her the opportunity.

This was way too good to ever refuse, right?

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Chapter End Notes:

Yeah. He did.

Now what's he gonna do next?

There should be one more update yet tonight. I actually had it about done before I wrote this chapter, and I didn't want to leave ya hanging (so to speak) after this one.

At the moment, I have a child who has been patiently waiting for me to play bingo, so first things first. If that drags out too long...well, first things first. Probably just means I'll be up late for the fifth night in a row. Damn, I really do need some sleep...