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I shook my head as much as possible with his cock and grip restricting my movement.

“How much can you take when I’m in control?” He pulled back enough to fuck himself forward.

I lifted my eyes to hold his.

“That’s what I thought.” He fucked himself into my mouth, going deeper with every stroke.

My eyes watered and my lungs burned, only given a reprieve every few strokes while I sucked in air around his girth.

“Do you want my cum?” he asked, rubbing his thumb nail under my tongue, encouraging it to lick his head as he nearly pulled all the way out.

I nodded, wanting it. Almost demanding it. I craved watching him give over. I could have never foreseen our morning taking such a turn, and now I was hungry for it.

“How bad?” He stroked as he moved in and out, slowing the encounter down.

I chased his tip, never wanting it to leave my lips. I grabbed his thighs and ass, dragging my nails over them, trying to keep him where he was.

He made himself unmovable, keeping complete control of the encounter. I loved and hated him for it. His smirk grew, knowing I realized that I’d never be able to force him to do anything. I was at his mercy, and it made me throb.

“How bad?” he repeated, removing all but an inch from me.

“I’ve never wanted anything more.” The statement, while bold, was entirely true. Not as bad as fame or money, maybe only as badly as I wanted to escape Southie, but getting him was worth more than that, even.

A smile crested over his mouth, filthy and wanton. He slammed his length back down my throat, and I closed my eyes, tightening my lips to demand silently he give me want I wanted.

He fucked my face without mercy while I moaned around him. I dripped and throbbed. I’d barely have to touch myself to come.

Royal wrapped his other hand around the back of my neck and lost it, staying buried as he pulsed inside me, then filling my throat and mouth as he pulled back. I lifted my gaze to watch, his eyes half closed, lips parted in gasped ecstasy. I never wanted him to stop using me for his pleasure.

His strokes faltered, and he rubbed his tip over my lips. I chased it with my tongue until he forced me back by my jaw.

“Wow.”

“Wow?” I asked, kissing the palm of his hand when he withdrew his thumb.

“Yes. Wow, Aspen.” He helped me to my feet but kept me pinned to the cabinet.

“What does what mean?” Maybe it was asking too much, but I wanted his words. I wanted to know what the wow was for. I needed all the thoughts in his head so I stopped going to the worst of mine. The dark ones that played near the edges of my conscience at all times, waiting for the moment to strike.

“It means…” He paused, grabbing my jaw again to bring my mouth to his, so he could whisper the words over my lips. “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life.”

“The best?” I must have sounded skeptical because he tightened his grip. “Better than last night?”

“Look at me.”

I did.

“You continue to amaze me. Maybe it’s tied with last night. I like you both ways—soft and when I force you.” His brows pulled. “Do you like it?”

“I told you last night it turns me on.” I glowed under his praise, heat filling my gut. I wanted more of it. All of it. For him to look at me that way all the time. I didn’t know how far I’d go, but it would be a long way to get him to keep that up.

“Has anyone ever done that to you?”

“No,” I said softly. “I just knew I’d like it.”

“Something turning you on doesn’t always mean you like it in practice, so if you ever find you don’t, stop me.” He stared at me until I spoke.

“I will.”

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