Page 49 of Captured Desire


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“It wasn’t a question. Open your mouth. Now.”

Her eyes locked with mine and her lips parted, her pink tongue visible. Holding her by the hair, I fed my cock into her mouth until I felt her throat convulse a little. Then I stopped, letting her adjust.

“Good?” I asked.

She nodded, unable to speak. Her tongue was so fucking warm and wet and her lips were so soft around the middle of my cock. Pleasure, already built from eating her out, threatened to burst.

“I want you to suck me off until I come in your pretty mouth,” I said. “And then you will put your tongue out and show me before you swallow. Understood?”

She nodded again.

“Go on then.”

Her cheeks hollowed and my vision flashed as she obeyed. Sucking me eagerly like it was all she’d ever wanted. She pulled back until I slid from her lips with a pop and then she ran her tongue up the underside and dipped it into the slit. My stomach tensed.

My God, she was perfect.

I released her hair. “Use your hands. Get me off.”

She spat into her palm and wrapped it around the base, gripping me. Her fingers didn’t quite meet, but she was doing so well. Her mouth fitted around the head of my cock and she pushed it in as far as she could take it.

Her head bobbed and pleasure surged in a wave. Her wrist worked and her cheeks hollowed, but she didn’t tear her eyes from mine.

My orgasm moved down my spine and burst, my cock going rock hard on her tongue.

“Take my cum,” I breathed.

She obeyed, letting me pump it all out onto her tongue. Until there was nothing left in me.

“Go on,” I ordered.

She pulled her mouth from my cock carefully and got to her feet. Her lips parted and her curled tongue pushed out. Holding my cum like such a sweet girl, so fucking obedient.

“Good girl,” I said, gently closing her mouth. “Swallow it all for me.”

She obeyed, her throat bobbing once. My cock went hard watching her, knowing my cum was in her stomach. Where it was meant to be.

I stroked her hair back. “You should sleep.”

She hesitated. “Was that wrong?”

“No,” I said quickly. “You were only doing as you were told. Now get your ass into my bed and get some fucking sleep.”

Peace settled over her eyes as she crawled up into bed, settling herself into the side where I usually slept. I brought her a glass of water and slid beneath the sheets and laid down facing her. Her lids were heavy as she set her water aside and snuggled up.

“Will you spoon me,” she asked sleepily. “Not because I like you, just because I’m cold.”

She wasn’t fucking cold, it was eighty degrees outside. I stretched my legs out, flipping her unceremoniously over and pulling her back against me. Her soft ass nestled against my cock. We lay there in silence for a few minutes before I realized she was already asleep.

I slid one arm around her waist and curled my other hand loosely around her throat.

Holding her close.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

IRIS

I woke with a heavy pit of regret in my stomach. Part of me, the rational side of my brain, had enjoyed last night and wanted more. The subconscious half was so conditioned to shame it didn’t know anything else. I rolled over, seeking his warmth.

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