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Swallowing hard, I lower to my knees and gaze up at the big bulge pressing against his pants.
I’m distracted from the trepidation twisting through my nerves when he undoes his belt buckle, pulls the zipper down on his pants, and frees his massive perfectly erect cock.
At the sight, my lips part and my body goes taut.
His cock is thick and hard and just asbigas he graciously informed me when he told me he was six point three inches long. I can see for myself that he wasn’t exaggerating.
Knight takes his length, fisting it, and I grow wetter from watching him touch himself. Then the sexy French man lifts my jaw and directs his cock to my parted lips.
“Open for me.”
I’m so turned on, I can’t even breathe, but I try to hide it.
I don’t want him to know.
Opening my mouth, I lower my head and lick the crown of his length. Pre-cum seeps out of the tip, and I lick that off, too, making him flinch.
He threads his fingers through my hair and cups the back of my head as I take him deep into my mouth and suck.
The feeling of him sliding in and out of my mouth makes all the gray areas of this moment vanish.
He groans, the sound instantly turning me on, and I’m so wet I know any second now, my arousal will start running down my thighs.
Suddenly, he’s pushing far enough to make me deep-throat him. It hurts, but it’s a good type of pain. Like the sort he talked about the other night, where pain is pleasure and pleasure is pain.
I’m so lost in the sensation and feeling like I own his pleasure that I fight off my gag reflex and keep going. Even when tears are stinging my eyes and begin streaming down my cheeks, I don’t stop.
The sound of his groans and grunts hook me like long sharp talons, making me never want to stop. I shock myself further when the thought hits me that I could bask in the sound of his pleasure forever.
Knight fists my hair with his large hands and guides me to take him even deeper, then he pounds faster, fucking my face.
The way he owns my mouth is nothing short of dominant. And I let him.
I drink up his dominance, shoving aside everything warning me away from him, and I let him take and take and take with his long, wild, untamed thrusts.
His cock hardens further in my mouth, and I feel he’s close.
“Oh, fuck,” he stutters with a deep masculine rumble of ecstasy.
I look up at him, wanting nothing more than to see him come undone at my hands.
He does, flooding my mouth with hot cum. It hits the back of my throat, and the warmth sends a shock to my system, spreading electricity through me.
With his grip tightened on my hair, I swallow even without him telling me.
The salty, sexy taste of him flows down my throat, leaving me shamefully hungry for more.
He stares down at me, wide-eyed and fierce, then he grabs my arm and lifts me to stand. Before I can catch my next breath, his lips are on mine.
He’s kissing me as if he wants to own my mouth in other ways, and I’m kissing him with the same reckless passion.
We bump into the chessboard, knocking it over, and the pieces go flying everywhere, erasing the evidence of our game.
Our bodies crash into the wall, and he deepens the kiss, consuming me. My head spins, and it’s like I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.
A thrill races over me when I feel his cock pressing into my belly, hardening all over again.
Knowing I’ve made him hard, boosts me with a confidence I never thought I could feel, and I tug on his shirt, needing to feel more of him.
