Dedicated

“Why aren’t you presenting,” Amar said, his deep voice stern, cold.

Lana’s eyes widened and her face went soft, a bead of sweat ran down her temple as she dropped the magazine she was reading. Her mouth opened to apologize when Amar’s devastating gaze fixed on her.

“Well?” Amar’s voice somehow filled the room while never increasing a single decibel.

Lana scurried up from where she was laying on the bed and quickly stripped out of her clothes. She threw her oversized t-shirt and panties to the side before jumping back on the bed on all fours. Lana’s wide hips and generous thighs rippled and her black curls bounced as she hurriedly assumed the position. Her breasts were small and perky and her large, dark nipples prominent against her smooth, ochre skin. Lana raised her hips and spread her knees while pushing her head deep into the plush comforter.

Lana heard Amar’s fly unzip and the swish of his tie coming undone. Her heart pounded with anticipation and her mind raced as she attempted to recall whether she had “cleaned up” and “prepared” herself for him.

Amar dragged his soft fingertip between Lana’s cheeks. He spread Lana open, exposing her hole and separating her dark, prominent lips. Lana gushed as she listened intently to Amar’s breathing, trying her best to glean any hint of his approval.

Still holding her cheeks spread, Amar said, “You’ve done an adequate job.” Lana winced slightly at ‘adequate’ but reminded herself of his impossibly high standards, making a mental note to take a little extra time to prepare before her next inspection.

Amar continued, “Now for your taste test.”

Lana gasped as Amar’s tongue caressed her parted lips, drinking up her anticipatory juices. Her hands gripped the bed tight as he sucked her clit while simultaneously drawing figure eights with his dexterous tongue. Lana let out a hushed moan. She suddenly felt the burning sting of his hand against her ass.

“Did I give you permission to make a sound?” Amar said, his drenched lips pulled away from Lana’s warmth. She wanted to apologize again but knew that another sound would mean continued denial. Lana resorted to burying her face deep into the covers, squeezing her eyes shut and biting the comforter to keep from letting out a single sound as Amar masterfully worked his lips and tongue over her pussy and clit.

Amar moved seamlessly from Lana’s drenched pussy to her winking hole and twirled his tongue around the rim before easing his tongue inside. He worked Lana’s asshole furiously and rubbed her clit in rhythm with his tongue. Lana felt convulsions wrack her body as she came, the worry of moans disappearing as her breath held, mouth agape.

After cresting and crashing several times Lana collapsed and Amar retreated. Her breath was ragged as she looked up at him towering over her.

“I’m satisfied. I’ll allow you to have your toys tonight, just get me a gin and tonic first,” Amar said as he undressed, propping a pillow up against the headboard as he took a seat.

Lana gathered herself and hurried to the kitchen to procure Amar’s drink. Walking back into the bedroom with a glass in her hand, Lana took in his body. His long, black, wavy hair hung down over his shoulders. His broad chest and flat stomach covered in a fine layer of hair, a trail leading down the centre of his torso. Amar’s cock lay small and limp between his hairy, muscular thighs.

She watched as Amar took in her body, from her breasts, down her stomach, and across her hips. Quickly collecting herself, Lana handed him his drink and knelt beside the bed. Amar took a slow sip, closing his eyes as he twisted his neck, cracking the day’s stresses away.

He looked over at Lana, his eyes seizing every bit of her attention. He reached over with his free hand and gently held Lana’s chin between his thumb and forefinger.

“You’ve been waiting so long, what’s another couple of minutes?” Amar whispered, bringing his nose within centimeters of Lana’s. She let out a whimper as he pulled away.

Amar continued to slowly sip his drink and Lana knelt at his side, her longing gaze shifting from his lips, to his chest. She watched his chest slowly rise and fall, trying her best to breathe in time with him.

As Amar finished the last drop of his drink, he placed the glass on the nightstand and nodded his head for Lana to join him on the bed. Lana immediately jumped on the bed and straddled his hips. She felt Amar’s cock swell with her soaked warmth pressed against it.

Lana dug her nails into Amar’s chest as she waited for the words she’d been dreaming of for days.

Amar looked deep into Lana’s eyes and a smile touched his lips. “I’m yours, my love.”

Lana immediately leaned in and kissed Amar deeply, tasting the gin on his lips as her tongue danced with his. She unconsciously rocked her hips, feeling Amar’s long, thick member slide against her aching clit. Lana reached back and guided him inside her. She bit Amar’s lip and moaned as he slowly filled her up. Every day of denial adding another layer of pleasure as she gripped and pulled Amar’s hair.

When Amar’s cock fully entered Lana, she felt the heat of Amar’s hand slap against her ass as he prepared to thrust again. Lana left Amar’s lips and dug her teeth deep into his shoulder as his rhythmic thrusts carried her through torrents of ecstasy. Bursts of stimulation from Amar’s relentless pounding were punctuated by the sudden vibrator pressed against her clit. The sound of Lana’s guttural moans overtook the slapping of skin and hum of the vibrator. Her legs shook as she came, and Amar slowed his thrusts and removed the vibrator.

Out of the mists of her orgasm, Lana felt Amar’s hot breath against her ear as he whispered, “You’re mine, now and forever.”

Lana immediately clenched around Amar’s cock as his words echoed in her head. Every fibre of her being was dedicated to him. He was all she wanted and he never failed to provide. She craved these moments, this pleasure.

Before Lana could react, Amar slid both his hands behind her, cupping her ass. In a single motion, he flipped her over onto the bed and he stared down at her, his hair hanging down around his face.

Holding Lana’s gaze, Amar’s impressive cock remained deep inside her. Lana gasped as Amar’s mast pressed her pleasure points, his curve perfectly angled to bring Lana to orgasm without fail. Amar’s hips moved faster as he went deeper and Lana’s moans turned to screams. Her fingers dragged long, deep tracks down Amar’s back, earning primal growls in her ear. Lana’s legs wrapped around his waist and her ankles locked together as Amar’s vigorous pounding quickened.

Lana cursed as her legs pulled Amar in deeper, every inch of her body awash in euphoria. She dug her teeth deeper into Amar’s shoulder and muffled a scream as she came, bursts of colour filling her vision.

Amar slowed the thrust of his hips and gently stroked Lana’s hair as her body convulsed. She continued clenching around his girth as they lay still, their bodies glistening with sweat.

Lana felt Amar slide out from Lana as he leaned down and kissed her deeply. He rolled over next to Lana and wrapped his arm around her. She curled up against his body and rested her head on his chest, fondling the hair covering his stomach.

“How’s my girl doing?” Amar asked, stroking Lana’s hair.

Lana looked up and him and nodded, unable to articulate her bliss. Amar kissed her forehead and squeezed her tight.

As the fog lifted from Lana’s mind, she slowly traced her fingers down Amar’s chest and wrapped them around his now limp member.

She stared at her snugly held toy, a smirk breaking across her lips.

“Don’t think this means you’ll get to cum any time soon,” she said, tightening her grip.

Lana slowly stroked Amar’s growing cock and thought, ‘what would another ten days hurt?’