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The low, strained word explodes in my ears and freezes my limbs. I slowly spin around to find Daniel glaring at me as if I’m an opposing counsel he wants to smash under his shoe like a cockroach.
But the lust from earlier still shines in the depths of his eyes.
“Repeat what you just said,” I blurt, still not believing my ears.
“Fuck no. I did my part, you’ll now do yours.” He cocks his head toward the space in front of him. “On your knees.”
I hesitate for a beat, then lower myself before him, my knees scraping on the hard tile floor.
“I want you to lick me first, then choke on my cock like a filthy little slut. And make it good, otherwise you’ll lose.”
“And if I win, you’ll grant me something,” I say, half calm, half shriveling, and dying due to his dirty talk.
“You already have a job. That’s your something.”
“Aside from that, and don’t use the job to get your dick sucked unless you want a sexual harassment complaint.”
“That’s a lot of crude words in one sentence, Miss Prude.”
“Maybe I’m not a prude anymore.”
A light shines in his gaze. “Oh yeah?”
“If you want to find out, agree to my condition.”
His head moves in a subtle nod, but that’s all I need as I take his cock in my hand and lick the sides.
My eyes meet his hooded ones while I dart my tongue out and make a show of it.
I expected that I would need to shut myself down for this, that I would need a pep talk, but it’s more natural than I thought possible.
“That’s it.” His fingers thread in my hair. “Suck my cock like it’s your favorite lollipop.”
My core tightens and I slide the head inside my mouth, tasting the precum. Then I suck on it hard, just like a lollipop. Actually, I do it harder and it’s nothing like the candy. It’s more primal and definitely bigger.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he grunts, grabbing a fistful of my hair. He starts to thrust his hips, trying to get control, to hit the back of my throat.
But I fight for that control. I pull more of him inside and end up scraping him with my teeth.
“No fucking teeth, Nicole,” he manages to get out, but he still sounds like he’s in a pleasure haven.
I loosen my jaw to fit as much as I can of his huge cock.
The grunt that escapes his lips makes me more frantic in my movements, in my attempts to control the pace.
But then something happens. The tip of his cock hits the back of my throat, and although my gag reflex kicks in, so does something else.
Pleasure.
It’s pooling between my thighs with a need for one single bit of friction to detonate.
One single touch.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth,” he informs me and doesn’t give me a chance to react as he uses my hair to keep me in place while he thrusts in and out.
He uses my tongue and lips for his own friction, groaning with each jerk of his hips.
My stomach revolts and the sensation is weird with the pleasure gathered in my knickers. It’s so weird that I don’t even attempt to stop it. My hands are on his muscular thighs, but I don’t dig my nails in his skin or push him away.
