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Ineededto lick his cock. I had to get this right. What if he put it away again? What if he dragged this out further?

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.” I felt breathless. “You—you’d told me you were HIV positive. Before, Sir.”

I was dizzy, and the world opened up around me in a weird, gorgeous way. I’d experienced it only a few times before when I’d surrendered to Kyle’s choking, let him have control over my life and death. Each time, I’d floated away into a sea of painful pleasure that had little to do with what Kyle was doing to the rest of my body, and everything to do with a flood of internal chemicals that made me feel high.

Only this time, I felt more like I was flying. I could almost sense a breeze on my skin, and I was aware of every sensation on my flesh—from the drying spit on my face, to the pain in my knees from still kneeling on the cold floor, to the thud of my pulse in mydick. But it was all beautiful, peaceful, sharp, and perfect.

Luke was going to hurt me, and I was ready.

I existed only for this purpose. He needed to give it to me. I needed to receive it.

Ineededit.

Luke wrenched open my jaw and spit into my mouth. His saliva tasted bitter and a little gross. I swallowed it down at his command. Luke’s hum of satisfaction was laced with cruelty as he gathered another wad up into his mouth.

“We.” Luke’s spit landed on my tongue.

I dutifully swallowed.

“Are.”

Spit. Swallow.

“HIV.”

Spit. Swallow.

“Positive.”

Spit. Swallow.

Luke thumbed my mouth open wider, pressing down on my lower teeth, and then aimed his cock at my wide-open throat.

“Do you know what that means?”

I hoped it meant he was going to throat-fuck me.

He held my mouth firmly open so I couldn’t speak. “That means I can do this…”

He hesitated for a moment, and I opened wider for him, groaning as he shoved all the way in.

“…without a fucking condom.”

Fuck, his dick was thick. It was meaty and perfect, and I closed my eyes and gripped his thighs hard as he pulled back out. I went to work sucking, licking, and kissing.

With Kyle, I always gave him the best head I could. It made him loathe himself so much that he’d curse me out, hit me, hurt me, and then shoot hard down my throat. And Luke loved it too.All men did. Even my…

Fuck…

I shuddered.

My room in the trailer. My knees on the floor. His cock in my mouth—

I closed my eyes and redoubled my efforts. Why now? Why was I thinking of it now? Was it from being called Mitchell? Was it because I wasn’t hurting enough yet?

Why hadn’t Luke dished out more pain?

With a greedy sneer, Luke gripped my hair roughly in one hand and tweaked his own nipples with the other. His cock stiffened, and I knew he was close, but he pulled my head off his dick, not letting me finish him.

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