Page 32 of Behold Her


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The threat spills out of me so easily.Too easily, the reasonable voice in my head tells me, but it’s not in control right now. Not with the waves of fear and excitement rushing from Mona, further stoking the appetite she’s been whetting all night.

I pay our bill after ordering more champagne and soufflé, so the waiter won’t think we’re trying to skip out on the check. But that only buys us so much time before our absence grows suspicious.

When I enter the bathroom, Mona’s fear-soaked arousal slams into me. Gods, she looks gorgeous when she’s scared. So much for no sex tonight. The things I want to do to her are sinful, even for a demon like me, but we don’t have much time. “On your knees,” I command in a rasping tone, my hand making quick work of my belt and zipper so I can relieve some of the pressure on my stiff cock.

She blinks at me in surprise and hesitates. I close the distance between us and grab a rough fistful of her sleek black hair. “Now. Unless you want me to force you down.”

Mona gasps, her eyes wide as she falls to her knees. She hisses, my grip on her hair tugging at her scalp in this new position. With one hand still tangled in her locks, I pull my cock out with the other hand. It slaps into her face as I release it, smearing pre-cum on her cheek.

I rub the tip against her lips, which she keeps stubbornly shut. It only fuels the maddening lust roiling inside me. “Open your lips, baby. You’ve said such nasty things about yourself tonight. Time to put that mouth to a much better use.”

She whimpers and looks up at me with glittering eyes, pupils blown wide with desire, but keeps her lips pressed together. I let go of my cock and grab her chin, pushing into her cheeks until her mouth opens. I thrust the tip of my cock inside and she darts her tongue out to lick it, dragging a rough groan from me. “That’s a good girl. Take me into your beautiful mouth.” She opens her mouth wider, allowing me to slide further inside. Shuttling my cock into her mouth in shallow thrusts, I let her coat my length with saliva until it’s dripping down her chin and making a mess of her burgundy lipstick.

“You wore that slutty little dress, making me crazy with how it clings to your body. You make me so fucking hard.” I’m rewarded with a muffled moan, her eyes widening.Good.She needs to learn how perfect she is.

I moan as she takes me deeper, and she snakes a hand under her dress to delve between her thighs. “You like sucking me like a filthy whore, don’t you? You’re going to come all over your fingers while I fuck your throat.”

She whimpers and nods, and I pull out completely, only to press in further than before, feeling her gag against me as I hold her head in place. I consider not being so rough, but her fingers between her legs speed up, spurring me on. I force her down until my balls press against her chin and her throat convulses around me.

I let her back up off me and she sputters and gasps. “Look at you. Such a good little slut, taking my cock all the way down.” My thumb swipes at the mascara running down her cheek. “You look so gorgeous on your knees. So perfect.”

She takes me down her throat again and again, until she tenses as her orgasm overtakes her. The sight shoves me over the edge into a roaring release as I shoot my load down her throat.

“Fuck! That’s it.Take it.Take it all.” I groan when she swallows eagerly and her body shudders as she rides out her own pleasure.

My hips ease back as I release my grasp on her hair, and my cock slides out of her lips with an obscene pop. She gasps and her head falls forward, my hold the only thing that was keeping her upright. I tuck my softening cock back into my pants and run a hand through her hair to smooth it down. She leans into the touch and a possessive thrill courses through me. Her slightly glazed eyes peer up at me from her kneeling position.

“Have I made myself clear?” I grab on to her waist to steady her as she stands.

Mona bites her lower lip and smooths her dress down. “Yes, sir.”

My cock twitches at her unprompted use of the word “sir”. “Clean yourself up. Our dessert should be ready soon.” Her lip quirks like she’s about to make a sassy comment, but thinks better of it. I almost wish she had so I could teach her another lesson.

I leave her behind in the bathroom, simultaneously feeling exhilarated and like a complete asshole for not staying to help her. But I had to get out of there before I ended up fucking her against the sink.

No one seems to have noted our absence. I idly check my phone as I wait for Mona to join me, willing my heart to stop feeling like it’s going to pound out of my chest at what I just did to her. A couple of minutes later, she returns, a shy hint of a smile dancing on her lips as she walks to the table on unsteady legs. She’s cleaned herself up, but there’s still a slight red stain escaping the border of her swollen lips from where her lipstick smeared. Nothing that anyone but me would understand the meaning of. A thrill runs through me at our dirty secret.

Mona sits across from me and I let the silence linger as she takes a large gulp of her champagne. She’s on the precipice of saying something, but the waiter drops by with our soufflé. It looks incredible, and she picks up her spoon but hesitates before digging in.

“You know you can’t fuck my body image issues and past trauma out of me, right?” Her mouth quirks at the corner, like she’s amused by the thought. Good, she’s not upset.

“That won’t stop me from trying.” I wink at her and she rolls her eyes with a dismissive snort. “At worst, it’ll give you a break from the endless stream of criticisms that seem to run through your mind.”

“True, it’s hard to think of much when you’re choking me with your cock.”

“Exactly.”

She laughs, the unrestrained sound raspy and captivating. My cock twitches in my pants, the need for her already returning. We dig into the dessert and I swear Mona’s little groans of pleasure at the taste are her form of retribution for what happened in the bathroom. I’m glad for my jacket covering the straining erection in my pants as we leave the restaurant.

Mona leans against me as we wait for the valet to bring my car around, and I breathe in the scent of her minty shampoo as her hair dances in the evening breeze. I don’t want the night to end. It feels like we barely scratched the surface and I’m already desperate to know everything about her. But by the time we get back to her apartment, her eyes droop with fatigue.

“Thank you so much for dinner. I can’t say I’ve ever been on a date quite like that before.”

“It was my absolute pleasure.”

“You’re just saying that because I sucked you off in the bathroom.” Mona nudges me teasingly, but a moment later her eyes dart to the window into her neighbor’s apartment and she blanches. “Probably shouldn’t say things like that out here. Want to come inside?” She fumbles with her keys, and I can’t resist pressing in closer to her, pinning her against the door.

Gods, I almost forgot about the creep that lives there. “If he has a problem with it, he can come out here and say it to my face.” I flip off the closed curtain and suck her bottom lip into my mouth, teasing her until she opens for me. My hips rock against her stomach and her breath catches when she feels how hard I am. I don’t pull away until she’s breathless and flushed.

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