Chapter 13: A little Torture
The scene became a battle of dominance, and Rae relished every second of it.
She watched as Yul came undone in her mouth, his composure unraveling like silk.
A wicked thought danced in her mind, and she decided to push him further, to torture him just a little more.
Her hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently before giving a playful, teasing pinch.
The sharp contrast between pleasure and the slight sting made his thighs tense, his breathing hitching.
Her mouth moved agonizingly slow over his length, her tongue gliding deliberately, savoring every inch of him.
His hands fisted in her hair, his frustration palpable as he tried to guide her faster.
But Rae wasn't one to be controlled. She pulled him out of her mouth entirely, her lips pressing a soft kiss to the tip as she looked up at him.
His golden eyes burned with need, his chest heaving as he struggled to steady his breath.
The vulnerability, the sheer desperation in his gaze, only fueled her boldness.
Her tongue darted out, tracing the vein along the base of his cock, and her hand squeezed him with just the right pressure.
A low groan escaped her lips as she felt his body tremble. He was close, so close, his sweat-slicked skin glistening under the room's dim light.
The blonde beside him, emboldened by the moment, leaned forward and bit down softly on his nipple.
The sharp sensation made him jerk, his groan turning into a guttural growl.
Rae smirked, taking the opportunity to push him further. Her hand slid lower, her fingers massaging his perineum with precision that sent shocks of pleasure through his body.
And then she took him back into her mouth, swallowing him to the hilt.
The sound of her gagging only heightened the tension, her moans vibrating around him as she moved faster.
His hands tightened in her hair, his control slipping entirely as his hips bucked involuntarily.
Her nails dug into his thigh, and she sped up, her mouth working him with an intensity that left him trembling.
He was at her mercy, and she reveled in it, the power she held in that moment.
When he finally came, it was with a shuddering groan, his release hot and thick as it spilled into her throat.
She swallowed every drop, her tongue still teasing him as he twitched in her mouth.
Rae rose gracefully, a smirk on her glistening lips as she looked down at him.
He was panting, his skin flushed, his golden eyes dilated and dazed.
She leaned in and kissed him deeply, their tongues tangling as they shared the salty taste of his release.
Her teeth grazed his lower lip, tugging softly before pulling away.
His expression was utterly wrecked, a memory she would savor.
She smirked, knowing she'd left her mark on him, not just physically, but in a way that would linger long after the moment ended.
"Adorable," she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction. This victory was hers, and she knew he wouldn't forget it anytime soon.