Taming Tessa (Montana Maiden Series Book 2) by Vanessa Vale Page A

sucking a cock. Nothing wrong with that, nothing at all. Having your pussy dripping wet isn't shameful, but what makes a husband proud," I added. It was crucial Tessa felt like she was pleasing me, that having a cock in her mouth was acceptable and something she should crave. I had quite a bit of work to change her perceptions, especially after her sister and mother's visit yesterday.
    Sliding one finger in deep, I found the spot I knew would make her come and at the same time rubbed small circles over her slippery clit.
    "See how good it feels to have your mouth full? A good cocksucker gets to come, Tessa. Every time you suck my cock, you're going to feel so good." I murmured these words to her, and others, to reinforce her training. Her pussy rippled around my finger and I knew she was almost there. She was so responsive.
    "Isn't she beautiful, Doc?"
    He didn't answer because she came then, screaming around the dildo filling her mouth. Her eyes were closed, her head tilted back so her long hair pooled in my lap. Her breasts thrust out and her nipples tightened. She shifted her hips on my fingers, moving above me to continue the pleasure. Her juices poured out onto my hand as I gently continued to rub her clit. When she finally slumped against me, her breasts moved with every pant. I pulled my hand free.
    We remained quiet as she recovered, her eyes finally fluttering open. I took the trainer from her mouth.
    "Is she corked?" Adam asked.
    "Yes."
    "You should replace it with a plug as I said."
    "All right," I replied. I lifted Tessa off my lap and helped her over to the bar. She was so sated that she moved into position without any prompting.
    Adam handed me a small plug, something simple to keep her pill within, yet not be a distraction to her mouth training.
    I lifted up her skirt and tossed the material over her back. I ran the tip of my finger over her swollen folds, coated in her juices. Her fingers turned white around the bar as I teased her. She moaned.
    I slowly worked the cork out and inserted the small plug. It was simple to insert with the ointment from her earlier pill easing the way. Tessa didn't even shift her hips. Once seated, I gave it a gentle tug to make sure it was in properly. Tessa exhaled a deep breath once I finished, but she was remarkably sated and lethargic from her orgasm.
    "Have her stay right there," Doc said as he went back to his bag. Returning, he placed a dildo affixed to a length of wood over the wall supports for the bar. It positioned the very large dildo facing outward and centered high enough above the bar to be right in line with Tessa's face. A little bell was positioned at the base of the dildo and it made a tinny ring as Doc adjusted it into place. "Lift your head, Tessa."
    She did and the wooden cock was just a short distance from her mouth. Licking her lips, she just stared at the object.
    "Now she can practice while you put in her plug, or you can fuck her while she sucks. When she has the dildo down her throat, her nose will bump the bell. That's when she can come."
    I grew impossibly harder at that idea. "What do you think, Tessa, should we try that right now?"
    "Cole," Tessa murmured, neutrally enough I wasn't sure if she was going to complain or beg.
    "Do you want me to fuck you and make you come again, darlin'?" I carefully slid a finger into her pussy and she immediately clenched down.
    "Yes!" she cried. "Oh, yes! But...." Her eyes flicked to Doc and she blushed.
    "I told you before, darlin', I don't fuck in public."
    "I've left a few other things on the table for you, but let me know if you have any more problems. I'll see myself out." Doc grinned and gave me a slap on the shoulder.
    When I heard the front door slam, I pulled out my cock and lined it up with her glistening pussy. "You can come when you make that little bell ring, Tessa."
    As she looked at the object, I nudged her opening with my wide head. Her whole body shuddered at the intimate contact. Instead of