Page 55 of Hostile Takeover


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I decided my objective right then, to make him regret putting me in a position to suck out every last drop of his willpower. I grabbed the front of the towel, untucking it to let it drop.

I was immediately confronted by… copious amounts dick was the only way I could describe it — smooth skin slightly darker than the rest of him, long and thick, richly veined, staring right at me.

I wasn't intimidated though.

I looked up, staring him right in the eyes as I spit in my hands then grabbed it. A subtle grunt escaped from his lips as I squeezed it in my palms, a little harder than what should have been pleasurable.

“Is this what you wanted?” I asked, smirking as I held his gaze.

Instead of any undercurrent of annoyance or anger as I might have expected, he looked me dead in the eyes and shrugged. “It's yours now, Nala. Do whatever you feel.”

Now why in the world would a statement like that hit me between the legs?

Itshouldhave rubbed me wrong, but his unbothered reaction to my attempt at bratty behavior caressed me just right, making my pussy throb as I slowly jacked him off.

Remember the objective, I told myself, knowing what I needed to do next.

I shifted my two-handed job to just one, using the free hand as a counterbalance against his thigh for support before I leaned in to take him into my mouth. The satisfaction in the moan he let out was exactly what I was looking for.

That little grunt of pleasure bolstered me to take him even deeper, relaxing my throat to avoid gagging—that was a tool I'd pull out later.

For now I was content to deep throat him like the key to life required the tip of his dick to hit the very bottom of my esophagus.

“Fuuuck,” he grunted, his hips surging to push himself deeper down my throat after I’d moved my hand to caress his balls. I closed my mouth tight around him, funneling all my breath through my nose as I sucked him harder, not wanting to relinquish control.

He grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head back so he could see my face. I acquiesced, without stopping what I was doing. My jaws were starting to hurt, eyes watering from lack of practice. This kind of performance was reserved for a very,veryselect few.

I couldn’t throw in the towel though.

I swirled my tongue around him, lapping at a particularly thick vein on the underside of his dick with every inward pull of my mouth. As I did, I slid a finger behind his balls, putting pressure on that sensitive line of nerves.

The instant tension in his hips, the tighter grip on my hair, let me know.

Thatwas the move that was going to make him crazy.

At least it would’ve, if I’d been more focused.

Another surge of his hips caught me off guard and the next thing I knew he was using handfuls of my hair to hold me still while he fucked my throat.

“Look at me,” he demanded, and my eyes flicked up, taking in his intense, concentrated expression as he surged deep enough for his balls to pat against my chin. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he growled at me as I gagged on him, tears streaming down my face. “Keep your eyes open for me, baby.”

What.

The fuck.

Is this?

A surge of wetness dripped down my thighs, unobstructed by those skimpy panties. I followed his directions, eyes locked on him as he used my mouth and throat like his personal toys.

Faster, harder, until with one last surge of his hips and a deep, animalistic grunt, he used my hair to force my mouth directly to his groin, restricting any possibility of breathing as he nutted directly in my throat.

Swallowing was my only possibility.

He freed me from the obstruction of his dick as soon as he was done, and I fell back, gasping for air.

I didn’t get to stay there long.

He reached down and scooped me up like I didn’t weigh a thing, striding across the room to deposit me on the bed. My chest was still heaving when he spread my legs wide open and dove face first between them.

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