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She surprises me by loosening her grip around my base and bobbing her head up and down, taking me in gradually. “Relax your throat,” I command, my voice hoarse. She does as I order. “That’s it.”
When I slip in deep, the pleasure ripples through me, and my cock pulsates in her mouth, about ready to come. However, I’m not ready to blow—not yet.
She picks up the speed and finds her rhythm, her mouth working in sync with her hand. I’ve been blown countless times before, but there is something about this that makes me feel like it’s the first time. When she cups and squeezes my balls, I moan and quickly attempt to push her away. But she fastens her mouth on me and strokes my shaft faster.
“Maddy…stop.” It’s a plea, one I’m seconds away from blowing—literally.
But she doesn’t stop. She buries her head further, and when I look down and see her head bobbing up and down and working my cock like it’s a lollipop, I can’t stop myself and come with a loud, sated roar. She surprises me because she doesn’t pull back. She continues sucking and swallowing, not pulling away until I’m sucked dry.
I want to say so many things, but the only thing I can say is, “Holy fucking shit!” Not exactly poetic, but hey, that’s the best I can muster after blowing such a load.
When my dick slips from her lips, I look down, admiring her flushed cheeks and swollen wet lips. She looks fucking beautiful. I offer her my hand, which she accepts while shyly brushing back her matted hair as she stands.
This would usually be when I zip up my pants and make up some excuse as to why I have to go. But now, all I want to do is hug Maddy and ask her to do that again.
Tucking myself into my pants, I try to collect my breath, but it’s useless. I’m a fucking mess. I’m completely embarrassed because now that I’m not squirming and whimpering like a baby, I realize I just came in thirty seconds. Talk about shortcomings. Maddy probably thinks I’m some two-pump chump.
“What’s the matter? Did I do something wrong?”
I look at her, beyond horrified she would think my shortcomings are her fault. “Wrong? Are you kidding me? That was fucking incredible.”
She blushes and wipes her lips. “That was…fun.”
Oh, sweet baby Jesus. Fun and blow job in the same sentence is a marriage made in heaven. But before I go planning their wedding, I need to clarify something.
Brushing my pointer down her cheek, I ask, “So we’re okay?” I pin her with my stare, searching her eyes for any clues.
Turning into my touch, she nods. “Yes, we’re okay. I just needed time.”
Nothing has ever sounded sweeter, and I can’t wipe the smile from my face. Everything is where it should be. However, when I take in Maddy’s flushed complexion and jagged breathing, I know one thing is out of place.
“C’mon here,” I command, my eyes landing on her lips.
“W-Why?” she asks, stepping closer.
Pushing her up against the door and kissing her neck, I whisper, “Because now…it’s my turn.”
“Your turn for what?” She whimpers when I bite over her speeding pulse.
“My turn to makeyouscream.”
Ifeel ridiculous, but after my second phenomenal blow job from Maddy, I’m her fucking slave. I had no idea what to get, so I ordered one of everything. But as I look down at the assortment of breakfast choices, I know she’ll probably only want coffee.
I don’t know how it happened, but somehow, my plan has worked. By showing Maddy my weakness, she’s seen my strength, and those simple words— “we’re okay”—have made me forget the smidge of guilt I feel for what I’ve done. But I’ve done what I had to in order to survive. I won’t let Juliet win. My hands are tied, and I’m playing by her rules. I just have to keep reminding myself of that fact.
“Morning.”
Thatvoice has me spinning around, forgetting everything but her. “Good morning. I got you breakfast.”
“I can see that.” She giggles as she spots my overloaded kitchen counter.
I smirk and go about pouring her a cup of coffee.
“So did you cook this?” she asks, stealing a slice of bacon as she hops onto a stool.
“I can’t take credit for anything but the coffee.” I place a mug in front of her, the coffee steam wafting through the air.
She laughs. “I don’t know what I did to deserve this, but thank you.” The moment the words leave her lips, she blushes and quickly reaches for the cup.
