Page 22 of Surrender


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It’s her I want; the method doesn’t seem to matter.

I have half a mind to tell her as she sucks my cock that it’s unfortunate for her that she’s committed to never seeing me again. Because I’m just as committed to having another night like this one, and between the two of us, it’s much more likely I’m going to get what I want.

No need to alarm her.

Not right now.

Not when she’s doing such a lovely fucking job laboring over my cock.

I caress her hair tenderly, almost lovingly, as I work my hands around her head. It’s to reassure her that everything is fine and she’s doing a great job, but once I have her skull cradled in both hands, I force her to take me deeper.

She cries out, startled. Her nails dig into my thighs as she holds on, but I murmur reassurances and remind her to breathe.

Her throat is fucking heaven as I push into it. I’ve had a lot of mouths around my cock, but I’ve never enjoyed one as much as this one. They’ve all been much more willing, too—hungry forit, even—and not just begrudgingly offering it to avoid a worse fate.

I look down at her now, her pretty blond head in my hands, moving at exactly the pace I want. It’s fucking criminal what I’ve done to her tonight, but you’d never know it from the loving way her tongue wraps around my cock and her lips suck as I pull her off.

Her mouth makes a wet sound when I break the suction. She looks up at me, confused, silently vibrating with uncertainty and inexperience.

Did I do something wrong?

She doesn’t ask the words, but I answer her anyway.

“You’re perfect.”

Relief hits her eyes, and a little smile curves her lips before she remembers she doesn’t even want to do this, so she shouldn’t care how I’m judging her performance. I see the way her brow furrows and long to smooth it out, to assure her that wanting to please me is the right instinct and she should follow that one.

I’m tempted to finish on her tits. I want to mark them, mark her. I want her to have to make an effort to remove every remnant of me from her body, and then I want that effort to fail.

“Do you swallow?” I ask.

Her dainty shoulders shrug. “I can if you want me to.”

What an angel.

I smile, tenderly caressing her cheek with approval, then I pull her forward. She takes the hint, opening her mouth and gripping the base of my cock as she takes me deep into her mouth.

The sensation of thrusting into her pretty mouth is so intensely pleasurable, and paired with thecommand I have over her body as I push her face back and forth over my cock…

It’s hard to imagine anything better, but then I remember those all too brief moments when my cock was in her pussy.

The memory of that feeling pushes me closer to the edge. I grab her neck and feel the spark of fear in her when I do, but I ignore it. One hand braced on her neck, the other on the back of the head, I pound my cock into her throat so hard she cries out and grabs my thighs tighter as if for help.

“Almost there,” I bite out, forcing her face closer to my pelvis.

She cries out around my cock, but I’m too lost to the pleasure of possessing her this way. “Swallow it, baby. When I come, you’d better swallow every fucking drop.”

Pleasure erupts and rips through me with a loud groan as I force my cock deep, shooting hot cum down her lovely throat.

My muscles feel hollow in the aftermath, but I keep holding her face close, her lips still wrapped around my shaft. I want to prolong the sensation of her mouth around me since I’m not sure when I’ll feel it again.

With my fingers wrapped around her neck, I can feel her pulse hammering. She’s afraid, but she accepts my control and stays there until I ease up the pressure on the back of her head and allow her to pull back.

“Suck me clean.”

Her mouth is still full of my cock when she looks up at me.

Christ.

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