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More cum comes out as I keep taking my time licking his hard cock, moaning loudly as the salty taste of him explodes on my tongue.
“You're mine too, Lo. My slut. Now, be a good boy and let me worship you.” I withdraw, bending my head back to stare up at him, loving every second of seeing the burning need in his eyes, his tight muscles bulging against his restraints, and the bead of sweat rolling down between his pecs.
“Fuck,” he groans, squeezing his eyes shut tight and exhaling loudly.
His arms go slack at his sides as he spreads his knees wider apart, so I can fit perfectly between his thighs.
“Moothr fukr.”
The muffled shouts from Paris cause me to chuckle, my hot breath washing over Logan’s pulsing cock. He jerks in his seat and flashes his eyes open to see me already staring right at him, inches from his cock. Without looking away, I lick from root to tip so fucking slowly that I can feel the vein on his perfect cock thumping under my tongue.
“Shitttt. Baby girl, that feels amazing,” he groans out loud, completely at my mercy, and stares at me like I’m the only thing he can see.
“Yeah? How about this?” I ask in a sultry voice as my tongue circles his engorged tip, collecting pre cum thatleaves a string from my mouth to his cock when I slightly pull away to show him the white, sticky cum on the end of my tongue.
He inhales sharply, his nostrils flaring as his pupils dilate with uncontrollable desire. Just as I like him. Full of need and desperate, letting go of control for me.
“Good boy,” I mutter before opening my mouth wide and sliding half his cock between my lips while hollowing my cheeks to suck the soul out of him.
He jumps in his chair, cursing in Italian and groaning so loudly that it seems to echo off the walls. I bob my head over his lap a few times, wetting his whole cock with drops of my saliva. Breathing through my nose and squeezing his thighs until my nails dig into his skin, I sink further down on him while flattening my tongue on the underside of his cock.
Why does it make me feel like a goddess, feeling the pumping of his heartbeat pick up on his cock? Every twitch and jerk as I swallow more of him until he’s in the back of my throat and he’s going insane above me.
“Jesus fucking Christ!” he shouts in a raspy voice, the chains rattling as his body jerks to reach for me again, and I stop sucking, looking up at him under my lashes with an arched brow.
If my mouth wasn’t so full of him, on the verge of choking on his fat cock, I’d be smiling as he makes a sound of agony as he slumps back in his chair with his head thrown back. I love seeing his Adam's apple bobbing and the sheen of sweat slicking his skin. All mine. I slide my hands up his thighs, over the grooves of his hip bones, and up his muscled chest. Lightly skimming my fingertips over his throat and down his sternum, he chuckles at the pure adoration in my touch and glances back at me.
“God damn it, baby girl. You are killing me. Worship memore,” he pleads, swallowing hard as I drag my mouth off him while swirling my tongue the whole time until it’s just the very tip.
I can’t help sucking his unbelievably hard cock like a damn lollipop, feeling more pre cum collect on my tongue before slipping him from my mouth with a pop.
“Would you do anything for me?” I whisper, pulling away and standing up in front of him.
He watches my every movement as I reach back and unhook my bra, letting the fabric drop to the floor. I’m being devoured and ravished with just his eyes alone, and it’s making my body burn for him.
“Anything,” he simply states, not hesitating once.
I bend down and grab the gun, placing it in his hand before drawing back.
“Would you kill–”
A bang goes off, the warm splatter of blood hitting my naked back.
“–for me.” I finish, breathing hard as he lowers the gun, dropping it on the floor.
I don’t turn away from his penetrating gaze, but the sudden silence says enough.
One single step and I’m in his lap, my hands roaming over his broad shoulders before traveling up to sink in the back of his hair in a tight grip as I drag his mouth to mine.
I taste blood; the impact from kissing him so hard cuts one of our mouths. That’s how it always is with this man.
Bloody.
Raw.
And dirty.
I hope it’s always like this.
