I bend over in front of him.
“You’re a fucking criminal. You get one inch closer, and I’ll—”
The moment my tongue runs along the length, his words turn to silence, and I smile as I reach the tip and lick it all up.
I glance up at him from beneath my mask. “You were saying?”
He’s gripping the armrests so tightly he might rip them off.
I chuckle. “That’s what I thought.”
I give it another lick until it bounces against my tongue, desperate for more, and I lean back to watch him struggle in his seat.
“You secretly love it when a woman takes charge. In your mind, you’ve already pictured what it would be like if I made you come with my tongue alone.” I hover over the tip, mouth open.
“No,” he says through gritted teeth.
Lies.
All lies.
I lean up and look him dead in the eyes. “Bad boys don’t get their dicks sucked if they can’t admit they’re into it.”
Damn, that fire in his eyes burns with rage.
I love it.
“I’m not,” he says.
“Another lie … Pity.”
I straddle him again while pushing the toy into the face strap, and I bring it into view, waiting for the panic to settle on his face.
“Guess you want to be punished instead.”
Atreus
Holy shit,she just fucked that thing right in front of me.
What is she planning to do with it?
“What is that?”
Before I can close my mouth, she shoves the dildo inside, slipping it down my throat.
It’s hard and tastes of sweet pussy. Hers.
Fuck.
I groan as she forces it in place and wraps the gag around my head, sealing it tightly.
“Now you can taste me since I’ve tasted you …”
I can’t fucking swallow without gagging from the sheer size of this thing resting on my tongue, and it makes me choke.
She slaps my cheek. “Such a good boy. You’ll get used to the feeling of a dick on your tongue.”
My cheeks flush with heat, but every time I try to focus on something else, that dong inside my mouth reminds me of the fact that she just rode it to orgasm … and I’m currently tasting the aftermath while the lust violently surges through my body.
