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“Noah,” she whimpers. Taking advantage of only having one hand on her waist keeping her place, she lurches forward, chasing a release I refuse to give her.
With a pop of my lips, I release her nipple and swat at her ass. She squeals, jerking in my hold. My heart jumps when a dark look swirls in her gaze, a look I recognize from the mirror.
“Get on your knees,” I demand. My voice sounds like I’ve swallowed glass and can’t stop bleeding.
“How aboutyouget onyourknees, you teasing jackass.”
I chuckle so roughly her skin lifts with goosebumps. “Get. On. Your. Knees. Before I shove you down and make you choke on my cock.”
Softly, she runs her fingers through my hair. I don’t buy it. The blunt feel of her nails dragging down my scalp is a warning hidden within the façade of a soothing touch.
“We both know you were going to make me choke regardless,” she says wickedly. “Maybe I want you to.”
I watch her slink down my body, each inhale I pull into my lungs burning like hellfire. A clunk on the floor sounds, and I know she’s fallen to her knees. Thin, delicate fingers that lead to knuckles I’ve seen deliver jaw-shattering blows trail up my thighs. A sick thrill races through me at the thought of those same fingers clenched around my cock.
“Take it out, Tinsley. Stop playing games.”
“I will when you stop calling me by my name.” The words are venomous.
I drag my hand over her head and cup the back of it. My hold is steady, firm. A warning that I can have her mouth full whenever I want to. Whether she takes me out of my jeans or continues to test my patience.
“What would you prefer I call you, then?”
An expression I haven’t seen before darts across her face. Something wanton,filthy. “I don’t know.”
Oh, I want to explore that look. Want to watch it expand until it fucking explodes. I don’t wait for her to undo my jeans. I can’t. Her breaths quicken as I pop the button and shove them down my thighs.
She parts her lips and stares at the outline of my cock in my briefs. They’re wet with precum, and I know she sees that. Enjoys it, even. It’s for her. All of it. Everything.
Her fingers wander higher up my thighs, past my jeans and to my inner thighs. I grow tense and stare at her with an intense, heavy sense of desperation. “Tell me what you want me to call you.”
“Anything,” she whispers on an exhale.
The first brush of her finger along my shaft has me spitting a garbled “mine” through gritted teeth. She moans an illegible reply and, in one rough motion, has my underwear at my thighs and my rigid length hitting my stomach.
“Holy fuck.” She sucks air through her teeth, eyes darting all over my lap. “When did you get those?”
“Long time ago.”
The pelvic piercing is nothing more than a small metal ball at my groin. It gives me no pleasure, but she’ll enjoy it. The two holes in my tip are for the Prince Albert I took out yesterday. She’ll like that one, too, when I decide it’s time to put it back in. I didn’t want it to scare her. Knew it could complicate things like this when she realized she didn’t know how to work around it. Nothing was getting between her and me once we got through the fucking tension that’s been hanging over us for days. I wasn’t risking the piercing.
“I’ve never . . .” Her thumb draws a line over the hole on the underside of my tip.
I swallow, but my throat is too dry. I choke on air instead.Enough. With the hand holding the back of her head, I guide her forward. Hot breath fans my shaft before she finally wraps her hand around me in a cautious grip. I jerk into her fist, unable to control myself. It’s too much. Too much pleasure I already feel like coming.
If that’s the case, I’m coming in her mouth. Down her fucking throat. I can cover her skin in my cum another time, once I’ve felt how her lips feel around me.
“In your mouth,” I hiss softly, guiding her closer. “You can explore later. I’m too fucking close.”
Her lips hover over the head, tongue flicking out to lick at the single bead of precum pooling there. “Better my mouth than your pants,” she teases, and that’s my last goddamn straw.
Her gag fills the room when I thrust past her lips. Fingers grasping for anything to hold on to, she holds my knee and uses it to push herself up, gaining more leverage. She jerks my cock in time with her mouth. It’s hot and warm and wet as it works me, just like I know her pussy will be. It’s a taste of what’s to come. Soon.
“That’s it,” I grit out, tugging on her hair.
A swirl of her tongue beneath the head and I’m curling my toes into my socks. She traces every ridge with that dirty tongue, as if attempting to learn every inch of it. I want to tell her not to rush. That she’ll have plenty of time to memorize my cock. But I can’t speak. Too tongue-tied.
Her eyes are running when she finally looks up at me. The black beneath them has smeared down her cheeks. She looks beautiful like this. Depraved. Hungry.Feral.
