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“Oh…so there aren’t any other women down here?”
“Other women? You realize we’re in a fucking apocalypse.”
“Yeah, but I—”
“Are you jealous?”
Pink tints my cheeks. “Why would I be jealous? I hate you!”
“Then get to sucking!”
Something about being so angry turns me on. My every fucking interaction with this man turns me on.
Which, oddly enough, makes me want to suck his cock.
A pearl of pre-cum buds on the head, daring me to taste it, and when I do, I dare to lick more.
I travel up and down his velvet-steel member, tracing his thick vein and the prominent ridge distinguishing his bulbous head.
His fingers thread my hair. He’s pleased, the beast in him quelled.
“Look into my eyes, Little Lamb,” he commands.
I stop and clear my throat. “That was never part of the deal.”
His hand splays across my jaw as he tilts my face up to meet his gaze.
“Now it is.”
His face is filled with dark and sinister longing. He enjoys defiling my innocence. Turning me from girl to whore.
Despite all his terrible qualities, I feel myself growing wet, dripping onto the concrete floor.
“Now I want you to wrap those pretty little lips around my cock, and you’re not going to stop until I pump your throat full of cum. Do you understand?”
I nod.
I take him past my lips, bringing the swell of his head as far into the back of my mouth as I can.
“That a girl…”
I work my way slowly up and down his shaft. Strangely, he doesn’t rush me. He stares down as I familiarize myself with the act I know I’ll perform a thousand times on him.
It’s not gross. Not by far. And there’s a smell to him, or rather, his groin, that’s downright arousing.
His hand slides between his legs to cup a breast, making me moan ever softly.
“I’d been afraid all the perfect tits in the world were gone,” he says, stroking my fleshy mound.
A true poet.
He twists my nipple, and I yelp, not from pain, but from the shockingly sensual feelings that crash through me in thunderous waves. I’ve touched myself before, my breasts and between my thighs, but it never felt like this.
With his other hand, he lifts one of his balls, which is as big as an egg. No, bigger.
“Suck this like a good girl.”
I pop off his cock and lick the tender flesh, enjoying the way his breath hisses as it exits his lungs.
