Learning to Trust Part 2: Full Submission Read Online Free Page B

forward and kissed my lips, his tongue invading my mouth and basking in the flavor that I held there. His kissing was just as possessive as his gestures we re, overwhelming me with his presence. He kissed me again and again as our tongues fought. My body, freshly given an orgasm, was already starting to re-ignite.
    Roland broke the kiss and then released me from the restraints. Despite my sudden re-emergence of freedom, I stayed where I was. I had acclimated to that position by now and didn't want to go anywhere quite yet.
    "Your lips are so soft, and full," he remarked. "I would love to feel them around my cock. Would you be up for that?"
    I immediately panicked, realizing that I hadn't given a blowjob in a very long time . I had somehow resisted with my last boyfriend and never seemed to do a good enough job with the one before him . I was orally inexperienced —and Roland picked up on this immediately. My cheeks had turned just has red as my spanked- buttocks.
    "Pet, it's okay. Just do your best. Taste me like you'd like to be tasted—and then I'll return the favor." He took off his shirt and revealed those lovely toned muscles again, smiling at me after his face re-emerged from beneath the cloth. I could already see his cock throbbing through his jeans. "I'm not giving it as an order, but I'd like it very much." Yes, I actually wanted it—it onl y took me a second to figure that out.
    Once again reading my mind, he dropped his jeans, allowing his hardness to spring forth from beneath. It was so thick and erect, pointing toward me at an almost perfectly right angle from his body. He approached me and I bent down, immediately immersing his bulbous head in my eager lips.
    "Oh yes, pet. That's just lovely," he muttered.
    I circled my tongue around his tip , sucking and wrapping my lips around tightly and began to take that massive length into my mouth, almost gagging as it hit the back of my throat. He was big , all right . I did my best to keep him fully immersed in the dark, warm recesses of my mouth, allowing his tip to graze the roof of my mouth. His fingers gripped my head and he began to fuck my mouth, oh so gently rocking his hips. I did my best to keep up, trying to just imagine what I'd like done to my own clit. The thought- experiment seemed to be working based primarily on his consistent low moaning.
    " You're doing so good, Marisa," he said.
    I kept working, trying to bring him as much pleasure as I possibly could, using my hands to stroke up and down his shaft. Less than an hour ago, I was terrified; n ow I was enthusiastically sucking his cock.
    He pulled away suddenly, apparently unnerved that he was losing control. "Al l right, I know you're ready for more ." Roland reached down and pulled off my top, revealing a lacy black bra , the only barrier that remained before I was fully naked . He quickly removed that as well , tossing it to the side like it had just been a brief annoyance . "Such beautiful breasts," he said , his words full of relief, his eyes glowing with hunger.
    His desire made me feel good—I had never had a man touch me and talk to me like that!—and I relaxed into his presence, allowing my body to press into his. I felt his lips against my nipples as he sucked, his every move making me hotter and hotter. He gently bit on that sensitive flesh, the pain again re-awakening my nerves, a wake-up call to my clit. My wanting just continued to grow and grow.
    "Up," he said. He helped me onto the table and rolled me onto my back, again strapping my arms down. I struggled at first.
    "Marisa, you mustn't struggle. You have to trust me," he said firmly.
    "Why the restraints again?" I had finally gotten comfortable with my freedom. It was more like an instinctive response, however, because I think I really wanted him to tie me down. I think I wanted him to have his way with me , to take me, to consume me .
    Next , he tied my legs down after spreading them wide-open. I realized in that moment that my