Draco tamped down his own moan before it left his lips, knowing that it was against his mistress’s rules to make a sound without her permission. Instead, he focused on leveraging himself between her legs once more, his hips subconsciously flexing against the mattress as his throbbing cock grew harder as he stared at his mistress’ glistening folds. Were it not for his mistress’s instructions to delay his orgasm until she gave him permission, Draco knew that in his moment, he would have came with the force of a category five hurricane. Reminding himself of his mistress’ lessons in preventing his release, Draco turned back to his task at hand... or rather, his tongue.