Page 56 of Snake's Head


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Oh, we were back with the jealousy. I actually didn’t mind it. “She lost a bet,” I explained.

Luce got an angry look, but there was also something else. She wasn’t just jealous. It was almost like she was… heartbroken? Suddenly she covered all those emotions with a confident look and said, “I want to see it.”

Okay, now I was rock-hard, and Luce could probably feel it against her. I was really not expecting that. “You want to see it?”

“Yes,” she said with a sure look. “I am your wife. There is nothing wrong with me looking at your dick.”

“Absolutely right.” I had zero problems showing her my dick. My hands went to unbutton my pants, and Luce slid to the floor from my lap. Her face was aligned with my groin, her hands on my knees. She had a curious, hungry look on her face. I didn’t know what I did to deserve this, but I kept thanking every god there was as I quickly undid my pants.

Luce helped me pull my slacks and boxers down, and my rock-hard cock thrust up, pointing to my stomach. Curiosity shone in Luce’s eyes, and she grabbed my cock to get a better view of Prince Albert piercing at the tip. I couldn’t help but groan at her touch.

She smiled without holding back. It was a rare sight, and I tried to save it to memory, but my mind was not working well when she was holding me in her hand.

“Can’t believe I didn’t notice this,” she murmured to herself, subtly squeezing my cock. “I never had sex with anyone with a dick piercing.”

“Wrong,” I said with a strained voice. “I am hundred percent sure I fucked you.”

Luce rolled her eyes and squeezed me again. “You know what I mean.” Her face came close to my cock, and when he spoke, her breath caressed the tip of my cock. “Did it hurt?”

“Bianca did her best, but it still hurt like hell.”

Fire lit in her eyes. I could tell she hated the fact that Bianca did the piercing. She knew I was no monk, but she really didn’t like Bianca seeing me like this. For a second, I thought she was going to get up and leave.

Instead, she looked up at me with teasing eyes and asked. “Does it still hurt?” And without waiting for an answer, she continued. “Should I kiss it better?” Her lips pressed a soft kiss at the piercing.

A groan got stuck in my throat. With the last bit of logic left in me, I reached into her hair and pulled her head back away from my cock. “Luce,” I said between my gritted teeth. “Are you too drunk?”

She actually looked offended. “You don’t have to worry. I won’t bite your dick.”

“I am not worried about that. I am worried that you are going to regret it tomorrow.”

“Why would I?”

I shrugged. “Because you never gave me head before.”

Luce smiled like I was being silly. My concern was perfectly reasonable. “I want to do it now. I am not drunk. You helped me on our wedding night when I was tense. You look tense right now as well.”

“You really want this?” I asked as a last resort. Maybe a good man would stop her regardless of her answer, but I was weak when it came to Luce. I couldn’t remember my ethics when her willing lips were so close to my throbbing length.

“I do,” she said sweetly, but just in a second, her face hardened. “Now, pull that hand away from my hair. I am going to suck your cock, but I will do it however I like it. No touching, no thrusting, deal?”

My lips lift in a smile. I enjoyed dominating Luce, but unlike most men, I was not opposed to the idea of her doing the same to me. Her authoritative tone actually made my cock twitch. I wanted her to take everything she wanted from me. So I said, “Deal,” and pulled my hand back.

“Good,” Luce sneered. Her eyes didn’t leave me as she boldly licked me from bottom to top. This time I didn’t hold back my moan. That made Luce smile, and one hand went down to play with my balls softly. “Do you like that?”

“Very much.”

“I bet you’ll like this even more,” she said, and her lips closed over my tip. She swirled her tongue while her hand lazily pumped me. I felt my balls tingling with need. “Mmmh, metallic,” she said jokingly.

“Bad?” I asked.

“No, but I wonder how it is going to feel hitting my throat.”

“Fuck!” Now I wondered that too.

Luce giggled at my twitching cock and kept pressing kisses all over it. “Do you want me to do that?” she asked in a husky voice. “Want me to choke on this cock?”

“Yes.” There was no doubt.

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