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I lick my lips and nod as the truth finally washes over me.
It’s not just what’s between us that feels akin to a violent hurricane, ready to destroy at any second.
It’s him.
He is the the storm, and fuck if I don’t want to be swept away in his current.
“Open wide, tongue out.” I do as he commands, tucking my legs beneath me to give me more height. “When I fuck this throat, you’ll gag and choke around my cock. Don’t panic, don’t resist. Just accept the gift I’m giving you. Do you understand, Temptress?”
Licking my lips, I nod, feeling a sudden burst of nerves ricochet over my skin. Isaac steps forward and without any other warning, his leaking tip is pressing between my teeth.
“Fuck.” His groan is throaty in a way I’ve never heard from him before as he shoves himself deeper until he’s nearly in my throat, just as he’d promised.
I gag, not expecting the intrusion to be so painful. My hands fly up, gripping his jean-clad thighs, but I don’t push him away. I don’t think I could even if I wanted to.
His fingers thread through my hair and his head tips back in bliss, making me feel powerful. I relax my body, letting my throat follow suit, trusting him to take care of me.
“That’s it,” he coos, tugging me back softly by my hair. “Let me in your throat, temptress. Let me have what’s mine.”
I shudder at his words and try to nod around his cock. He pulls his hips back and then, all bets are off.
With a guttural sound, he slams forward, fucking my mouth with the same brutality he shows my pussy. Spit leaks from the corners of my mouth, my throat already too raw to swallow it down.
There’s something about the uncontrolled way he’s using me, groaning and shaking as though he can’t hold himself back, that has me ready to come without even touching myself.
My thighs clench tightly and the movement causes my stiff clit to throb with need. Unable to help it, I grip his thigh with one hand, keeping a bit of control where I can, and drop my other hand between my thighs. My skirt is easy to yank up and seconds later, my fingers are sliding beneath my drenched thong.
“Christ,” he grunts, his eyes tracking my every movement. “You’re such a greedy little slut, you can’t stop yourself, can you?” I moan, sucking his cock harder as I slide two fingers deep inside myself with a whimper. “Fuck, Eve, you’re going to make me come already.”
I bob my head, doubling down my efforts as my orgasm begins to build. His thrusts increase with every suck and flick of my tongue. I match his pace, rolling my thumb over my clit.
My entire body is shaking, my nipples throbbing in time with my heartbeat. I can feel my eyes watering as my body begs for oxygen, but I don’t stop, refusing to relent when we’re both on the cusp of ecstasy.
“I can hear how sloppy your cunt is from here,” he groans, palming my neck tightly to keep me in place as he shoves himself deeper. “Breathe through your nose and swallow around me.”
My hand freezes and my throat protests. But, with watery eyes, I meet his burning gaze and force myself to relax. The place deep in my chest that aches for his approval, his praise, wants to please him. I feel my muscles convulsing around him, and his cock twitches as precum slides down my throat.
“Eve,” he rasps, a desperate, wild look blanketing his expression. “I—fuck—” He steps back and rips himself from my mouth, making me choke and splutter, falling forward in his absence. His fist wraps around my hair and he uses his tight grip to tug me upward like it’s a leash.
I cry out at the sharp burst of pain and stumble to my feet. Before I can say a word, I’m being shoved into the unforgiving wood of the door. He rucks my skirt up and bunches it around my waist before his hand comes down on my bare ass cheek, making me scream. It’s more the shock of the smack than the pain that causes the sound to rip from me, and after the sting sinks in, I’m ready for another.
Isaac’s body blankets my back, the heat of him searing me like the sun. “Pull your panties to the side for me, temptress, I need to feel your dripping cunt wrapped around my cock.”
“Fuck,” I whimper, sliding them to the side. His hand settles between my shoulder blades, forcing me to bend at the waist with my cheek pressed into the door.
The position, the bright light streaming in through the windows, leaves nothing to the imagination. He can see all of me, and despite having thousands of subscribers who’ve seen the same view, this feels different. It’s more intimate, more exposed.
His hand comes down on my ass cheek again, not hard enough to bruise, but enough to sting, making my core clench around nothing.
“Please, Isaac,” I beg, shaking from head to toe.
I feel the swish of air ghost across my pussy seconds before his hand connects with my throbbing flesh.
“What did I tell you to call me, slut?” he hisses, slapping me again, and again until I’m writhing and crying out for more.
“My Lord!” I cry. “Please fuck me. I’m so close.”
He chuckles darkly. “Such a greedy fucking cunt, isn’t it? Thirsty for your Lord’s cum.” His free hand trails softly over my spine, the other gripping my hip with a bruising force. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ve got you.”
