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My voice is raw, the instruction crude. “Lick it.”
Her tongue darts out, tracing her lower lip. Seeing her lapping up my seed nearly makes me combust.
Gently massaging her scalp, I reward her for her good behavior. “Now lick my cock.”
The heat of her tongue is like a branding iron. She licks the head like an obedient girl before tentatively dragging her tongue down the underside of my shaft. Fuck. I nearly explode. I have to grit my teeth hard not to prematurely ejaculate. After years and nights of lusting after her, another gentle suck and it’ll be over, but I want to make this last.
Gripping her face between my hands, I push my dick between her lips. She parts them without hesitation. My cock slides over her wet, hot tongue. A shiver works its way to the base of my spine. Pinpricks of pleasure pierce my balls as her tongue wraps around the agonizing hardness of my cock. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks me deeper. That’s all it takes to shatter my control.
I push all the way in, until my balls hit her chin and her throat convulses around my shaft. Her eyes go wide. She gags. She fights me. Her nails scratch over the fabric of my pants, trying to find purchase. Me, I’m beyond saving. I’m fucking her throat like a savage, counting the breaths I’m stealing from her so I can time my pace. After every suffocating stretch, I pull out just enough to give her air. When she’s filled her lungs, I fuck her hot mouth like it’s the last mouth I’ll fuck. The only gentleness left is in my hands. I hold her tenderly, reverently wiping the tears running from her eyes away with my thumbs as I ram my cock down her throat enough times to create a stunning mess of her face. I choke and make her gag until convulsions ripple her throat and spit runs down her chin. Not once does she look away from me. She stares into my eyes as she fights for her air and heaves when I grant her a breath. She lets me see her panic and tears as my cock cuts her oxygen. She lets me hear the sloppy noises she makes as my dick pulls out before sinking deep. I’m fucking her mouth too roughly, but goddamn I can’t stop. She’s an angel on her knees with a devil debasing her. I’m a bastard, but the power of owning her like this, of being her first, turns my cock harder. When she gags again, her throat clenches around my shaft. A rush of heat bursts through my dick, damn well near paralyzing me. Before I can warn her, my cum shoots down her throat. Her eyes grow wider and her arms flail, but the devil in me won’t ease up.
“Look at me.”
She fights harder.
“Lina.”
At my hard tone, her eyes lift to mine.
“Swallow.”
Obedience comes with reward. She knows this well enough to work her throat around me. My cock swells even more as her throat milks it. Like a good girl, she swallows my seed. She deserves her air. Her teeth scrape over my sensitized skin when I pull out, inviting another spurt of cum. She drags in noisy breaths as I spill the last of my release on her lips.
Boneless, I brace my hands on the bed to support my weight. Tears run from the corners of her eyes. Her lips are swollen, and a dribble of cum runs over her reddened chin. When we’ve both somewhat caught our breaths, I kiss her softly, like my lack of control wouldn’t allow me to fuck her mouth. I put every ounce of gentleness I possess into the caress. I lick my taste from her lips and stroke my tongue over hers, rewarding her in the only way I know. When her breathing grows shallow again, I rest our foreheads together.
“You did well, angel.”
She says nothing while I put my dick back in my pants and zip it up. I need to pick her up from the floor and take care of her knees and throat, but I take another moment to appreciate her like this, deep-throated and well-tussled.
She swallows with visible effort. Her neck is so goddamn delicate. No one should be as crude with her as I’ve just been. I frame her face and kiss her again. No tongues, this time. Just lips on lips, her and me.
Stroking the arch of her throat with my thumb, I ask, “Sore?”
She nods.
I almost feel remorse. Almost. But I can’t regret what just happened. “I was rough.”
Her voice is croaky, sensory evidence of how raw it must be on the inside. “If I married you instead of Jack, is this how you would’ve showed me to give head?”
