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I told him the truth, plain and simple. I want him; I’ve always wanted him, but never more than right now.
“How badly do you want me?” He chuckles darkly, running the backs of his fingers over my cheek until I shiver.
As wound up as I am now, that’s practically enough to take me over the edge. My entire body is a live wire, ready to snap.
And then he is pushing me onto my knees, his hands on my shoulders. I can’t stop shaking, especially when I sense the presence of others closing in nearby. At the same time, my panties are a soaking mess, and I feel the moisture that’s already leaked onto my inner thighs. It would only take the slightest touch down there to relieve myself, but I’m not sure I have that in me. Not yet, anyway, not in front of these people.
“Show me how much you want me.” A sudden tug on the leash leaves me pressed against his dick, my nose buried. I can’t twist my head around or pull away thanks to how tight he cinched the collar, the leather now pressing into my neck until it stings in the nicest way.
Instinct leaves me rubbing my face against his crotch, and the twitching of his dick tells me it was the right thing to do. “Holy fuck, you’re going to make me come,” he groans in the near darkness. “Unzip me. Pull me free.”
My hands are trembling in time with the fluttering of my heart, but I somehow manage to do what he says, finally dipping my hand into his shorts and wrapping my fingers around him. My god, he’s a monster, so big I’m not sure I can take him into my mouth, much less anywhere else.
But damn it, I want to try. That’s the most surprising thing of all of this, even more surprising than the fact that I’m doing this in front of other people. They’re watching, whispering, and one of the women actually gasps when I pull his erect dick free.
All for me. This is all for me. I bet she’s jealous. I don’t even know where my thoughts are coming from anymore. I’m not sure who I am or why I’m ready to cry with need as I extend my tongue and catch the moisture at the tip of his mushroom head.
He yanks me down again with the leash, and suddenly, there’s nothing to do but open my mouth and take him inside all at once, his thrust so sharp and deep my body convulses, my gag reflex on overdrive.
“Take it,” he grunts, forcing me to either relax my throat or throw up what I just drank. I pull in a deep breath through my nose, and it steadies me until the reflex passes.
“That’s right. Good girl.” He places his other hand on the back of my head, fingertips massaging my scalp, sending delicious thrills through me until I moan around him. “So hungry for my cock. Now show everybody how hungry you are and how grateful you are for this.”
I lift my head, my lips stretched around him, and plunge down again. I can only take three-quarters of him, so I use my hand to cover the rest, allowing my saliva to dribble down so I can work him with my fist and my mouth at once.
I might not be super experienced with this, but I’ve watched videos, and the way he moans my name tells me I must be doing something right.
Still, he only allows me to have control for a second or two before he begins thrusting. I barely have time to recover before he thrusts forward, again and again, punishing me, hitting the back of my throat and going beyond, like he wants to work all of himself into me.
“Fuck, you take my cock so well,” he praises, and I rub my thighs together, praying the friction can elevate some of the pain I feel. I need to come. Tears fill my eyes and slip down my cheeks and off my chin, and soon I can’t help but groan in dismay and discomfort.
“You’re such a good girl. You’re going to make me come.”
He continues fucking my mouth like a savage beast, his fingers in my hair, tugging the strands tight, causing a sliver of pain at my scalp.
When I glance around, I find more than one of the men stroking themselves. It should disgust me, but the effect is just the opposite. Now I want to do this right. I want to give them a show.
Even if I’m afraid Colton is going to smother me. He won’t let up even when I try to push away. All he does is laugh, the sound soft enough that only I can hear it, while all around us, there’s more grunting and murmuring, and yes, heavy breathing from somebody other than the man now pummeling my mouth and throat.
“Are you ready to come on my cock? Is that what you want? Does your little clit and pussy need some relief? I can see your arousal on your thighs; you’re making a mess on the floor.”
Dear lord, his dirty talk only encourages me to continue taking his cock like I’m a professional at it.
It’s a relief when he pulls back all the way, and I sag a little, gulping in one deep breath after another, shaking, fighting to get control of myself.
“Up.” He pairs the single word with a sharp tug on the leash, and I wince from the pain of the collar as I stand on trembling legs.
Gently, he pulls me over to the padded bench nearby, using the leash to direct me until I’m draped across it.
I don’t have time to think, much less keep up with what’s happening. All of a sudden, the dress is up around my waist, and my panties are down around my knees. The feeling of air hitting my bare, wet lips is a shock but not an unpleasant one. Not even close.
He drags two fingers through my wet heat. “Like I said earlier, you made a mess on the floor. I should make you lick it up before I let you come on my cock.” Oh god, the thought is enough to send me into a hissy. His heavy hand lands on my hip. With the other, he fists his cock in his hand and guides himself to my entrance.
One breath, and he’s inside of me. I’m wet as hell, my arousal coating my thighs, but nothing could prepare me for his massive cock.
His thrusts are animalistic, and I can’t help the scream of pain mixed with pleasure that rips from my throat as his huge cock stretches me to the limit. He uses me like a toy, pushing me forward before pulling me back until my ass is flush with his body.
The pain and pleasure intensify, and oh, my god, he’s going to tear me in half and make me bleed. But fuck…
