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But I don’t get to think about it further, because now, he’s thrusting in—long, hard, and untamed. And my mouth is there for the taking, for his own pleasure, the same way he used his fingers for mine earlier.
And I let him.
Not only that, but I sink into his dominance, swallowing as much of him as possible despite the drool and the tears stinging my eyes.
It’s a good type of pain.
The type I didn’t think I needed until now. The type that smashes my walls open and leaves me bared and thirsty for more.
And his reaction? I could bask in it for days. I could listen to his low grunts and deep groans forever. The sound turns me on.
That’s when it dawns on me.
His pleasure turns me on.
My thoughts are confirmed when I feel that he’s close. I want to get him there, I want to make him come undone like he did to me.
And just when I think I’ll succeed, he pulls out.
His hard cock is in his hands and it’s glistening with precum and saliva.Mysaliva that I’m currently swallowing with his taste.
“Why…?” It’s a single word because I’ve apparently lost the ability to speak properly. Throat-fucking does that, I guess.
“As much as I love your little mouth, I’m going to empty myself inside your cunt, beautiful.”
I bite my tongue to stop myself from moaning. His dirty talk is like a lash against my most sensitive part. Seriously, he shouldn’t be talking so filthy and ending it with “beautiful.” There needs to be a rule against that.
“Bed. Now.”
I scramble to my feet, the order twisting something inside me. Something so primal and raw, I can’t find a name for it.
Instead of focusing on that, though, I make the short trip to the bed. Before I can reach it, he grabs me by the thin strap of my dress and pulls down the zipper, then yanks the material down my arms, sending my butterfly pendent flying.
It’s a full yank, no mercy or softness whatsoever. The way his hand skims over my skin is nothing short of dominant.
He’s a man who knows what he wants and won’t hesitate to go after it.
Just like the men from my life.
He’s probably as dangerous as they are, too.
But that doesn’t matter.
No one will be able to find me once I disappear.
I’m standing naked in front of him since I didn’t wear a bra either, and it’s a vulnerable position, one I never allowed myself to be in before. I don’t let self-doubt creep in, though.
Tonight is about my body. Only that.
Without turning me around, he grabs a nipple in his fingers and twists, then squeezes, then twists again.
My toes curl in my heels—the only thing I’m wearing right now aside from my birthday suit.
Then he does something else—while still behind me, he wraps his hand around my neck, but he’s not crushing my windpipe. His fingers squeeze on the sides until I’m a bit lightheaded and completely at his command. Then he keeps teasing my nipples. They’re so tight, it hurts and sends jolts of pleasure to my pussy. Or maybe it’s his hold on my throat that causes it.
Either way, I’m so stimulated, it takes effort to suppress my voice and stop releasing the little noises.
“For a talker, you’re so quiet right now,” he muses. “Are you biting your tongue?”
