The Duke's Passion

Chapter 461 - [Bonus ] Spit It Out***

Chapter 461 - [Bonus ] Spit It Out***

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PROCEED WITH CAUTION]

"Then, I'll happily oblige."

I licked the tip of Sam's erection while staring at him. He had his teeth clenched, sucking air through it while stroking my hair. Seeing his expression, my tongue licked its head in a circular motion. This broke his gritted teeth as his jaw fell down.

"Lilou," he moaned, brushing my hair back with trembling hands. "I want... yo --"

Sam couldn't finish his sentence as I suddenly opened my mouth and shoved it in. I felt his thigh flexed again, caressing it to soothe it. I heard him moan once again when I started sucking him, moving upward and downward slowly. His hand rested on the back of my head, guiding or wanting to stop me; he was unsure himself.

I glanced up and noticed his eyes glinting. His chest moved in and out heavily, panting for air. I loved how his face was painted red with his brows creasing.

'This won't do,' I told myself, wanting to see more from him. So I tightened my lips — although it was already massive, filling my mouth — I still did. My instincts weren't wrong. Sam gasped and grunted, holding the side of my head while he eased and moved his hips. I let him.

"You're good." He breathed out, stroking my hair weakly. "Really... really good, Lilou."

It was rare to see my husband so out of breath and so desperate. The more I looked at him, the more aroused I was. The junction of my thigh could not help but clench as love juices dripped down from it.

Goodness... I felt like I would take this massive mast in a heartbeat, but I wasn't done with him yet.

I continued to suck and lick him, tightening and loosening my lips in between. Sam covered his lips with the back of his fist, holding his breath.

I wanted more. How could he be so cute and seductive at the same time? It made me want to stimulate him more.

Without thinking, I followed my instincts. While sucking him, I wrapped my fingers around his girth, stroking it along with the pace of my mouth. Sam instinctively flinched, and I smirked momentarily.

"Ah, Lil..." his voice sounded distant when I massaged his testicles. My hand switched from stroking his phallus and massaging his testicles, picking up with my pace as it aroused me as well.

"Wife, wait..." Sam lurched his body forth, holding my shoulder in panic. I paused and looked up at him cluelessly, biting his girth without force.

"Hmm?"

Sam opened and closed his mouth while staring at me closely. "I... I'm close."

There was a moment of silence between us. I blinked twice, and my nonchalant expression rendered Sam speechless. Did he think I would have to stop just because he was about to climax? What was the purpose of this if he didn't?

Oh, my Sam. I had always wondered how satisfying it was to lick you all clean. You had always enjoyed devouring me, so why did he look so surprised now that I wanted to experience it?

"You want me to orgasm? In your mouth?" he inquired despite how obvious it was. I narrowed my eyes and raised my hand, pushing his shoulder lightly.

'Should I leave you hanging then...?' I asked internally and he immediately froze. Seeing his reaction urged me to leave him hanging; that would be fun. However, I also wanted to make him orgasm. Well, it was not like this was the only time we would do it.

I teased my husband enough. It wouldn't be good for me once playtime was over. I would tease him next time.

Sam didn't speak anymore after the inquiry in my head. So we moved on and I continued. However, it took some time once again because his interruption slightly distracted us. I wanted to smack his head for worrying too much.

I glared at him while Sam looked away, ears and cheeks still burning in red. Now, I had to work even harder. This frustrated me a little, so I pinched his thigh slightly as a punishment.

"Ah — sorry," Sam apologized while biting his lower lips. But the corner of his mouth could not hide the playful grin that was tempting to resurface. He did it purposely.

"I didn't! I swear!" he raised both his hands while letting out a chuckle. I rolled my eyes and focused on him again. My jaw felt numb, but I still pressed my tongue against his length.

"I was really wor — ah... damn...!"

Hisses and grunts replaced his chuckles. He should be thankful I didn't plan to leave him hanging despite his mischief, but I wouldn't forget this for sure. My frustration gradually subsided the more I listened to his moan, and how my name sounded from his lips.

"Lilou," he moaned along with his deep breaths. I didn't look at him, so he stroked my hair lovingly. His fingers that were running through my hair and his moving hips made my pool of moisture overflow. I knew he was close when he tugged my hair lightly.

"I'm... Lilou... love... ahh..!"

I hastened my pace until his erection throbbed, filling my mouth with his love nectar. He twitched while I slowed down, letting him jerk off inside my mouth before sucking everything as I drew my head away. My mouth felt hot, keeping his semen for a while.

"Lilou," Sam called under his breath as he reclined while I stood on my knees. He rested his arm on his forehead, keeping his eyes in contact with me.

"Spit it out," he ordered weakly, but I defied him and swallowed it right in front of him. "Goodness... this sight will forever etch in my mind."

Sam watched me wipe the corner of my lips with my fingers, licking it clean. He tasted good, that was for sure. No wonder he enjoyed doing it to me. Now that I thought about it, he never told me about this. Did he want to keep all the good stuff for himself?

"It should, my husband. Think about this all day and night," I humored as I bent over, finding my comfort on top of him. "So, you have to be a good boy at all times. Her Majesty will reward you for sure."

Sam chuckled while I traced his neck with the apex of his nose. Although I wanted to mount him right in this instance, I wanted to give him a break first. Also, I was a bit exhausted myself.

"Sam," I whispered when I felt his hand creep down on my buttocks. "Aren't you tired? I'm trying to give you a break."

"I did nothing, wife. How can I be tired? Also..." Sam lifted my chin up, only to see him smirking evilly. ".... don't you want me to serve you?"