His fingers hook into the hem of my soaked sweatshirt.
Then he peels the material up my body in one heated motion before tossing it into the darkness. Cold rain crashes on my bare skin, but Tyler’s hands are already there, sliding over my waist, my ribs, my breasts, my stomach, he’s ravenous for me.
And for the first time all night, the bloodshed, screaming and horror finally start loosening their grip on me.
His hands grope lower before snaring the waistband of my shorts next. The fabric catches temporarily on my hips before he rips them down my legs impatiently, leaving me shivering and naked as he stands and strips off his soaked clothes. Before hetosses them to the side he grabs something out of one of the pockets and holds in it one of his hands.
He frees his hard cock glistening with precum and I wet my lips with the tip of my tongue.
He grabs himself with one hand and strokes his cock up and down.
“On your knees.” He demands.
I drop to my knees in the muck as he brushes the tip of his cock over my lips, spreading the precum.
Only then do I realize what he’s holding. He slowly feeds the belt through his hands, letting the leather unfurl until it hangs straight.
He steps behind me without a word, drawing my wrists together before securing them with the belt. Then he stands back in front of me.
“Now suck.”
I open and take him into my mouth all the way to the back of my throat and he moans.
He clasps my throat with one hand and without warning fucks my face savagely.
“You’re nothing but a wet hole for me to use, whore,” he grunts out.
My arousal is evident between my legs as my wetness glistens, and I whimper with each thrust.
Tears and saliva fall down my face as he cups the back of my head with one hand, driving his dick further down my throat.
He thrusts harder in my mouth, then his fingers pinch my nose closed, stealing my air.
“That’s it. You’re going to choke on my cock and drink every last drop of my come,” Tyler breathes out.
I’m thrashing a bit now, but Tyler keeps a strong hold on the back of head and never lets go of my nose.
“Just like that, my little reaper. Make it nice and wet. Let everything else disappear, your only purpose is making me come.” He grits out.
Right after, lashings of come decorate the back of my throat and I guzzle them down like a decadent meal.
When he lets go of my nose and my head, I gulp for oxygen. Multiple harsh inhales burn down my throat. I crumble onto my side, my cheek sinking into the cold, muddy earth.
Without wasting time, Tyler’s hands close around my ankles, and with one sharp tug, he hauls me across the mud before rolling me onto my back, spreading my legs. Then he drops to his knees in front of my bare pussy.
He lowers his mouth above my clit and expands his chest with a deep inhale.
“Your scent alone makes me higher than any drug ever could.” He grinds through his teeth.
Then his tongue lavishes the entire outer length of my slit with devastating precision.
I throw my head back, crying out, enraptured by the sensation.
His tongue starts working its way inward and I’m a moaning mess, “Please, please!” I beg.
Tyler doesn’t stop, instead his lips act as a suction on my pussy lips, licking, sucking and nipping at every spot.
At last, the middle of his tongue presses on my clit and I scream out.
