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“I’m sorry. I just—”
“No,” he snarls, pushing his finger to my lips and holding it there. “Don’t speak, Little Bird,” he growls before gripping my chin. “The only sound I want to hear you make right now is you gagging on my cock or choking on my cum.”His eyes darken. “Understood?”
An aching sensation twirls between my legs, making me squeeze my thighs together. Nodding slowly, I lick my lips before I slowly sink to my knees before him voluntarily. Reaching up, I run my hand over the growing bulge in his sweatpants. A hiss escapes his throat, and he blinks slowly.
Pulling his sweatpants down, I unleash his growing erection, palming it in my hand. As I stroke him, slow at first but becoming faster, he pulls back, gripping himself. When he slowly presses his cock to my lips, I eagerly open wide, letting my tongue greet the tip.
“Fuck, Little Bird. That fucking mouth,” he hisses just as his hips jerk toward my face. “Christ, I need to fuck your mouth. Or your pussy. Or maybe your ass.”
Deep down, I know he just worries. But I’m also learning that when it comes to me, he feels the need to be in control. And truthfully…I like him this way too. Though I never imagined I’d be saying that.
Wrapping my lips around him tighter, I bob my head back and forth. Gazing upward at him, I cup my tongue, continuing to suck.
His hand tangles in my hair, giving it a pull, which only has me picking up my pace on him. Something about knowing that I have him on edge right now makes me ache inside. I love that it’s me who’s bringing him to this place.
“Good girl,” he grunts out, throwing his back against the wall. “Just like I knew you were, baby.”
Doing that thing I know drives him crazy, I go deep enough for him to hit the back of my throat, gagging instantly as my eyes water the smallest bit. Going right back to pleasuring him, I moan against him, gazing up through my lashes just as he tips his head forward.
“Gonna…come down…your throat, Little Bird,” he growls out, struggling to get the words out. “Open wide.”
Seconds later, liquid is hitting the back of my throat, and I never break eye contact with him while I swallow him down. His hips buck against my head slightly, and his body trembles before finally stilling as he pulls back.
Running his hand through my hair, he exhales slowly before dragging his fingertips down my face, over my lips, and to my chin. “You make it damn hard to stay mad when you look at me like that with a mouthful of my cock, Sutton.” His lips turn up the tiniest bit. “Don’t walk at nighttime anymore.”
“Okay,” I whisper, pushing to my feet.
“Tell me you won’t do it,” he snaps. “Say it.”
“I won’t,” I tell him, looking him in the eye. “I promise.”
He looks only partially satisfied with my answer, but points to my pants.
“Take these off, panties too.”
I wring my hands together, cheeks heated. “It’s okay. You don’t have to…ya know. I wanted to do that for you.”
“Take them off, Little Bird. You were a good girl, dropping to your knees and sucking my dick the way you did. Good girls get to have their pussy eaten by their fake boyfriend.” His gaze sweeps over me, heating my entire body. “I’ve been craving you since you rode my face that night. Besides, between your legs is my new favorite flavor.”
When I hesitate, he steps toward me, burying his face in my neck as he drags his tongue along my flesh before sucking and biting my skin.
“Hey!” I yelp. “That’s going to leave a hickey!”
“Good,” he murmurs against my skin. “That way, when everyone looks at you, they’ll see you’re taken.”
He reaches down, effortlessly tugging my leggings and panties to the floor. Looping his arm around my waist, he tosses me onto the bed and hooks his forearms around my thighs, pulling me to the edge of the bed and against his mouth.
“Ahh,” I cry out, gripping his hair as my thighs squeeze around his neck harder.
His tongue dives inside of me as he pushes a finger in at the same time. Taking one hand, I grip the sheets and watch him, though my eyes threaten to roll back in pleasure.
When he widens his tongue, working it over every part of me and making me feel it everywhere…I lose it. An orgasm hits me like a freight train, and I come all at once instead of a slow build.
I scream, lifting my hips against his face.
Reaching up, he puts a hand over my mouth to silence me as I slowly rock back and forth against his mouth, completely and utterly gone—mentally and physically—to the magic that comes from Hunter Thompson’s tongue.
Scooching my body up on the bed, I collapse on my back and drag in a few shaky breaths. My legs quiver, and my skin is covered in a layer of cold sweat. I didn’t fall to my knees, expecting anything in return. But I’m sure glad he decided to return the favor anyway.
