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flailed above him. Just another position Tabitha could repeat for him.
    “Kyle?” she quietly said after he had moved her to her side to face him. He kissed her and knew she could taste herself on him. She didn’t pull away.
    “Yes, Tabitha?” he answered.
    “I was thinking that you haven’t, well, you haven’t had any pleasure,” she offered.
    Kyle’s heart jumped. “I get pleasure from giving you pleasure, love,” he responded, lazily circling a nipple.
    Tabitha pulled back. “I meant you having an orgasm, too,” she said, almost huffily.
    “And will you give me one, Tabitha?” Kyle asked.
    “Yes,” she said with great resolve, “but I’m not good at it.”
    Kyle nearly laughed. She was so earnest, acting all fair. He pulled her from the bed and picked a cushion from the chaise. He placed it in front of him and looked at her expectantly. Tabitha sank down on it, and he gathered her hair on top of her head, securing it with a band.
    “I want to see you suck me, Tabitha. Open your mouth wide, and keep your hands at your sides,” Kyle ordered. “I’m going to put the head of my cock on your lips, and you are to run your tongue over it until I tell you to stop.”

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    Tabitha did as he asked and was relieved to be able to breathe and not choke, tasting Kyle’s cock, licking the bead of moisture off of the slit at the top. He tasted salty and a bit tart all at the same time. His cock was really big, but she wasn’t ten or even fourteen years old anymore. She was a grown woman. She knew that she was getting him wet, and he seemed to like what she was doing to him.
    “I’m going to push into your mouth more now, love,” came Kyle’s voice, sounding strained. She looked up at him as he pushed deeper and saw that his features were starker, more etched than before and that his eyes had darkened to emerald.
    Kyle wove his hands through her hair, loosening it from its restraint, and began to guide her mouth over his cock in a seesaw motion.
    “Close your mouth over my cock and suck it,” he grated, “and use your tongue.”
    Tabitha followed his instructions and found herself matching a rhythm of some kind, feeling somehow powerful. She paid close attention to what she was doing and how Kyle was responding. She would probably have to do this again. She wanted to.
    “I’m going to fuck your mouth now, and you’ll feel me at the back of your throat. Breathe through your nose and relax your throat. You’ll be fine.”
    Kyle sounded as though he could barely get the words out, but she was obviously pleasing him, and she appreciated his attempt not to scare her.
    Tabitha did as he asked but for a moment regressed and panicked. She clung to his reassurance and met his now hard, frantic pace.
    “Swallow,” Kyle insisted. “Swallow now.”
    Tabitha choked on the spurts of semen at first, but Kyle’s very taste kept her grounded, and she managed to swallow most of him down. His warm, sultry gaze and stroking of her hair rewarded her, and she smiled back at him, licking the remnants of his cum from her lips. He tasted salty but clean, somehow, and she hadn’t minded it.

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    Kyle felt rejuvenated and ready to go again at that smile. He was going to fuck Tabitha tonight, and depending upon how sore she got, maybe more than once. He sensed that she was beginning to trust him and willing to try more things with him. Taking her to the playroom would be pushing it, but he planned to show it to her in the near future and explain his darker needs. He believed by then Tabitha would be willing to explore her own.
    They leaned against one another on the couch in the den, listening to jazz and blues while sipping brandy. Tabitha had no real preference in music but said she enjoyed hearing his choice. Kyle was wearing his silk robe again, but Tabitha wasn’t allowed to cover herself. She acknowledged his contention that she needed confidence and needed to become comfortable in her own skin. Being