AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I’m going to clean you up and then we are going to my room where I’m going to punish you for being so careless.”
Oh fuck. “Hurry up then. I want to get it over with.”
Skylar moves even slower, tenderly cleaning my wound and bandaging it, muttering about how it might need stitches before finally,finallystanding up and washing his hands.
“Go into my room and kneel on the ground.”
I roll my eyes and shake my head. “Fuck you. Just because we kissed, suddenly you can boss me around?”
He wipes his hands on the towel slowly, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror and then turns to face me completely. He dwarfs me with his size, crowding me against the wall, and I feel my boxers grow damp from the amount of precum my dick is producing.
“Go to the room. And kneel.”
“Pfft.” I obviously don’t obey, so he wraps an arm around my waist and half-drags, half-carries me to his bedroom where he slams and locks the door.
It’s only then that he lets me go, and I stumble to the center of the room, my chest heaving as he advances on me, my cock reaching out for him. Desperate. Needy.
“Get on your fuckin’ knees,” he whispers and they lock in rebellion. God, even my body can’t obey. It’s just part of my DNA.
“Can’t help it, can you?” he says, his voice almost tender.
“It’s a chromosomal thing or something. I can’t help it.”
“Hmm,” he hums as he fists my hair and roughly shoves me down. I crumble onto the floor, my hands clinging to his thighs for balance so I don’t fall over completely. My knees scream at me from knocking into the wood so hard, but those shots of pain turn into zings of pleasure, settling somewhere in my middle and stretching outward.
I feeleverythingnow.
My eyelids flutter as I try to keep my gaze focused. Right now it’s on his dick, the shape of which I can see through his pants. It’s thick and long and dangerous.
Fuck, that will split me apart if it enters me. I’m not sure I can take it.
I want to take it.
“I will bite that off if you stick it in my mouth,” I murmur as he unzips and pulls it out. It slaps against my face, and I lean forward, rubbing against it, the smooth skin tracing a wet line across my cheek. If I start purring like a cat, I will riot.
I will not behave like an animal. I won’t stoop that low.
“Hands behind your back,” Skylar says, his fingers brushing a soft caress across my jaw before grabbing on to it roughly and forcing my mouth open. The joint pops and my eyes roll back into my head as he presses his thumb against my bottom teeth and makes me open even wider. My jaw screams at me as he slides his cock in, dragging it across my tongue and right to the back of my throat. Fuck, he’s big. I’m already choking, my hands scrambling against his thighs, trying to find purchase.
I can’t breathe. I can’t fucking breathe.
“Behind your back,” he grumbles, his hands in my hair tightening, but I can’t. I can’t fucking find my balance.
Suddenly, my mouth is empty, and I heave forward, gasping as Skylar strides across the room, grabs on to the rope and brings it over to my trembling, thrumming body.
“Can’t fucking help it,” he mutters and then roughly secures my wrists behind my back, the wound in my arm screaming at me, but I’m too turned on to care. Let it bleed.
“Does it hurt?” he asks, and when I nod, his eyes gleam. “Good.”
And then he’s back in front of me, pressing against my chin and forcing my mouth open once more before sliding inside of me again. He moves slowly, giving me some time to adjust to the size of him this time, but it’s nearly impossible. I choke and gag and sputter as he slips his length down my throat and holds it there, watching me struggle to inhale before he slides out of me entirely.
Drool slides down my chin, my eyes watering, my cock still hard and dripping between my legs.
“Fuck you,” I manage to hiss and Skylar’s eyes gleam above me.
“Ah, asking so nicely.”
He slips into me again, dragging his dick across the top of my mouth and tunneling down my throat once more. He watches me intently as I choke and drown on him before pulling out and letting me gasp for breath.
