Chapter 13

Numb eyes on the blurry void, body resting on the couch. Her fingers holding a burning cigarette, her foot vigorously tapping on the floor."Tell him before it's too late." Vritti's words echoed like ghostly whispers in Leena's head, prompting self-doubt in her heart.Was there any truth hidden in the lie Virtti tried to cross through her heart? Was she really beginning to adore the bashful boy before her?--- How could this be true? I know what I want from him. But do I?"Leena?" A voice calm yet shuddering paraded through her eyes, abruptly leading her back into her living room, her eyes blinking to find solace again."Are you alright?" He questioned, his subtle hands joined together, his legs pressed against like a shivering heartbeat.His own head was rummaging to pick the right thoughts but was failing to grasp. Seeing her in the same turmoil, he felt even more baffled. Not that he could tell she was in the same turmoil, he could feel it through her eyes.But he could be wrong? He was just thinking too much? And he did not need to?"I'm fine." She spoke with a calm demeanor. A deliberate stream of calmness flowed in her head. "Do you want to study with me?" Adding, she leisurely stood tall and began striding close to him, leaving the burning cigarette in the ashtray while her eyes remained stable on his widening eyes.Flickering his eyes at her words, he nodded, struggling to keep his heart intact inside his chest, and rummaged through his backpack, trying to find the right subject."Can't decide what to study?" A question loomed over his head in the face of her, leading his eyes to find her curved lips beaming towards him."Let me help you." His frozen eyes swung once again, as he saw her sit beside him, and gracefully grasp the bag off of his hands.Her eyes were focused, helping her hands to pull out the book from the bag. "English." She boomed, giving his body a jolt as she gazed at him for approval, her hand offering him the subject.He quickly nodded and grasped the book, dashing through the pages to find the current topic. His head, for once, did not recall the doubt that had taken birth because of the subject.After a heavy minute, which felt like years to him, he finally found the chapter and announced it. "Here. The teacher said we need to read it from the next class."His eyes were scanning the page, ignoring to look her way, his hands tightly holding the book. It led the smile on her face to stretch wider, her hands to place the bag aside, which would take away any restriction in their way."I don't feel like reading anything." Slow like a poisonous snake, she slipped her right hand on the nape of his neck and grasped the side of his face with the other, both on the same side, and directed her lips towards the other side of his neck.Her breaths were inching towards his neck, leaving him dizzy and clench his jaw. He felt her breaths advance further and soak his skin as her lips grazed his nap, deliberate and constant.He could feel the strong impact forming on his body, her lips surging chills down his spine. His attention on the pages grew short as his eyes gave in to her subtle lips slowly reaching his earlobe.As her hand advanced from his neck to his hair, his grip on the book grew mellow, making his eyes shut tighter."You can't read with your eyes closed." She whispered and softly planted her lips on his earlobe, beginning to suck it with savory pressure."I don't think I can read." He stuttered softly, falling into her grasp. Feeling his body grow heavier, she chuckled in his ear and gingerly removed the book from his hands, placing it on the table before them."How about I teach you something new? Do you want to?" Her whispers simply made him nod and grasp her hand on his chest like an innocent child while she planted her lips on his neck.She begins sucking his neck, biting it with soft teeth, urging his subtle whimpers out. "Good boy." Those two words had become his favorite, stimulating his length under his pants.He felt his length rubbing against his pants, as her lips became a little rough, sucking his neck with big bites hungrily."You like hearing that, right?" She questioned, softly descending on the couch, leading his body in between her legs.He nodded once again and followed, placing his both hands on her bent legs, his head falling onto her shoulder, his back against her chest."You want to remain my good boy?" She asked another question as she nipped the other side of his neck, her hands slowly rubbing his chest, his stomach, and from wherever she received a good response.A response like his sweet noise, slow movements of his body to press harder against her body."Yes. I want to." He breathed heavily, melting to the pleasure, and abruptly was shook as her hand grasped his throat, squeezing it with a gentle strength."That's good." She whispered again in his ear and he added, "But for that, you have to remember another rule. No matter where we are or what we are doing, I can play with you without any restrictions. Your duty is to just obey and be my good boy."Her grip on his neck tightened, her hand slowly slithering under his pants as she continued. "But if you don't want me to do something like this in some places, just say your safe word. Do you get that?" He nodded as, with bashful eyes, he watched her hand dance under his pants and felt her fingers graze against his length from the base to the tip."You've become very hard." She whispered, watching his chest heave up and his piercing eyes follow the movements of her hand."It feels so good." Feeling her fingers play with the tip of his cock, he whispered, turning his head towards her face, his eyes meeting her passionate eyes while she unbuckled his pants and slide them a bit low, just exposing his length standing tall in the air."You've become vocal. I like that." A smile on her lips turned his body hotter, and his length to shudder in her grasp, his moans leaking right into her ear."Tell me more. What do you feel?" She spat on her hand right before his eyes, which made him bite his lips and follow her hand glazing his length with her saliva."My dick — it looks so good in your hand. Your hand — it's making me feel so good and warm." Whimpers of his pleasure flew out like whines, just as soft as her hand jerking his length. Up and down."Your dick— it even sounds wonderful with my hand. Does it not?" Her question flushed his cheeks even more, leading him to hide his face in the crook of her underarm."Are you turning away to hear it properly? I should help." She spoke and begin pleasuring his length faster, glazing his dick with her spit even more."Do you want me to spit more on it? Your dick will make more sounds." She kept looking at his bashful action, his hands holding her right arm tightly."Do you hear it?" She asked and heard him muffle his loud moans into her muscles, while he nodded, ashamed to look at his burning cock."You're pulsating so much in my hand. And I'm just using one hand." She planted a little squeeze on his dick and watched him shudder in her arms, and word. "Mommy!""What did you say?" She suddenly stopped and added. "Look at me."More bashfully, her command led his head to turn and gaze into her delighted eyes, his lips wet from the saliva stored in his mouth. "Say that again." She whispered and squeezed his length tighter, making him moan out, "Mommy!"She snickered and took a heavy breath of satisfaction before she resumed jerking his length, this time ordering his eyes to keep from looking at his length."Keep saying that." She ordered, almost a growl, and watched his length pulsate even more in her hand as he continued to moan. "Mommy!"The word from his mouth sounded like a prayer. A prayer she will always respond to. It allowed her the joy and power, she so much loved."You have no idea how happy you've made me by saying that voluntarily." She worded as her grasp on his neck tightened, leading him scarce of air."Am I a good boy, then?" He whimpered, gazing at her as he felt his stomach fill up with something thawing."Aww, is that how badly you want to be my good boy?" She questioned, watching him nod and bite his lips."But this is not how you become one." She mocked, looking at him with the same expression on his face. His eyes teary, his face pouty, his lips puckering. The only difference was his plea for air."How do I become your good boy, mommy?""If you cum only when I allow you. If you cum before that, you're not my good boy.""But, I can't hold it in! It's coming out!""I know baby. I can feel it. Your dick is crying to ooze out. Look." He gazed at his tip leaking pre-cum, like drooling saliva. He didn't notice he was leaking so much. He thought it was her saliva."Mommy, please. Then please allow me!""I can't baby. I can't allow you that quickly. We've just begun.""But it's too much, mommy! It feels so fucking good. I can't keep it in.""But you have to. Or else I will have to punish you."*****END OF THE CHAPTERConnect with me and early and exclusive work: https://queenbeewritess.carrd.co/----Love, author! ❤️