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Yet I’m kneeling here, my heart pounding so hard that my teeth are rattling, and the filth he sends my way sounds the same as a lover's promise.
I’ve never done this before;I don’t even know what to do.
His thumb pins me in place as saliva floods my mouth and I peer up at him. His gray eyes lock on mine in a stare so intense I’m rooted to the spot. All I can do is curl my hands against my thighs, tuck my ankles under my ass andwait. Every fiber of my body is tuned into him as he finally pulls his thumb free and drops both his hands to his belt. It snaps sharply under the speed of how he undoes the clasp and pulls it free.
The sound surprisingly makes my core clench and I bite my lip hard, swallowing down a whimper as wetness soaks into my panties. Heat floods my cheeks darker as he pulls at his zipper and parts the material as his thick length spills free.
Imagine what he could do with that belt.
No!
Well…
Desire and logic swirl in my chest and head, wrestling with one another over which one will settle on top as I’m face to face with the cock that carved me open the night before and left behind an unshakeable throbbing ache. The thought of it going in my mouth has my heart fluttering and skin tingling. Is it because I want to please him, or do I want to taste himthatbadly?
He’s gone down on me more times than I can count, and he’s never asked for anything in return. Or rather, I’ve never really given him the chance.
My mouth waters as my pounding heart skips a sharp beat at the sight of the pearly dew drop of pre-cum leaking from the crown. Killian takes himself in his left hand and strokes once.
The growing bead glistens at me.
I want to wrap my lips around him and make him weak at the knees, if only so he can stop looking at me so smugly as if expecting me to fail.
Fuck it, I’ll be the best he’s ever had, and he’ll regret ever doubting me!
I shift back briefly until the wall brushes my shoulders. I likely would have bumped the wall, but Killian drops his right hand and gently cradles the back of my head. He’s swollen so thick that I can’t fathom how it’ll even fit inside my mouth. I can hardly believe that monster was inside me just last night.
I can do this.I reassure myself.
“Watch the teeth,” Killian smirks, giving me something else to worry about, as I glance away from the glistening crown and up to his intense stare. I snap my teeth together playfully, and the gentle hold at the back of my head turns into a demanding one. A slight spark of pain steals across my skull and brings all the other marks on my body to life. They throb, pulsing in time to the rapid flutter of my heart as heat cascades over me, settling right into my core.
I cautiously lick my lips.
Darting out my tongue, I lap slowly at the crown, feeling the silky soft flesh brush against my tongue, and the salty taste of Killian explodes over my tongue. Unexpectedly a groan falls from Killian’s parted lips, sending a lightning bolt of adrenaline to my chest.
It’s like music to my ears. I force my thighs tight together, squeezing my core and soaking up the warm curl of pleasure that spikes the moment Killian presses the swollen crown past my lips.
He grunts again, deep and throaty, and it wraps around me like a soft towel after asteamyshower. Hot and satisfying.
This is surreal.Iam the reason he’s making a noise like that. I’m the reason he’s moaning so deeply and falling apart so quickly.I did that.
His heady musk fills my nose with each careful breath as he presses further into my mouth. I try to relax my jaw and open myself up, but it’s difficult when all my focus catches on the ache settling into my jaw hinge.
Killian jerks his hips forward, and another thick inch slides over my tongue. The reflex to swallow sweeps up fast, and my mouth contracts slightly around his cock. Killian groans loudly.
Every sane thought flees my mind, so I concern myself with the only thing I can register fully; the weight of his cock in my mouth, the grip of his hand in my hair. His left hand leaves the shaft of his cock to gently caress my cheek and my eyelids flutter. It’s a tender touch amid the hot stretch of my mouth around his cock.
Killian presses his hips deeper and my cheeks hollow as I start to suck. It’s difficult, given the size, but I’m trying my best. I press my tongue up against his shaft and suckle harder, trying to hone my attention on the sounds he’s making, but I can’t quite hear them through the noisy fluttering of my blood pounding around my body. I’d pull my head back when the urge oftoo muchrises, but his right hand refuses to let me go far.
With nothing but his washboard abs to look at, I close my eyes and let the sounds he makes paint a picture in my mind of what he looks like. What we both look like. A sinful sight that has my clit tingling with the urge to be touched. Killian moans long and low, then he shifts both hands to grip my hair.
“That’s it,” he purrs deeply, and it’s so sultry that my core throbs and a moan chokes out of me. The sound vibrates through my mouth, and Killian jerks his hips forward with a louder moan, rocking back and forth as he starts to fuck my mouth. Every thrust forward pushes a little deeper, and the moment he presses against the back of my throat, I choke.
His hands tighten in my hair and I lift my own to grip tightly into his thick, muscular thighs. I can’t tell if it’s his pulse or my own thundering heart that’s making my hands tremble, but I find stability in holding onto him. It’s not enough though; I need to touch more than just fabric. I slide my right hand upwards, past the dip of his pelvic bone, until my fingers slip underneath his shirt and I can skim the heated skin hidden there. His muscles tremble at my touch, his skin slick with sweat.
“Holy shit, Cara,” he moans loudly and his thrusts pick up in speed. He starts to press deeper, forcing his way into my throat and the stretchhurts. It’s unlike anything I’ve felt before. I can’t suck anymore, I can onlytake.
Oh fuck, I can’t do this!
