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“The more you struggle, the harder I get. Now, open that desperate mouth of yours,” I demand.
She resists, but still, I bring the tip of my cock to her lips. It’s already leaking precum as I rub it along her mouth. Leaving her lips glistening.
Forcing it between her pouty lips, they reluctantly open, wrapping around my head. Fuck, this feels amazing. I haven’t had a blowjob since before I died.
Grabbing the back of her head, I thrust myself further into her mouth and down her throat. Through hooded eyes, I watch her take all of me in. With each movement, I get deeper, making her gag. I pinch her nostrils together, and she struggles even more. Her body convulsing, begging for air. It’s fucking beautiful.
“You’re hungry for it, aren’t you, slut?” I growl at her, continuing my assault of her mouth. She hollows her cheeks, sucking me harder as drool runs out of her mouth. Fuck. I throw my head back. This is fucking incredible.
My stomach muscles contract as my body tingles. Spurred on, I thrust faster into her warm mouth. Chasing my building orgasm.
Then ropes of my warm cum shoot out and down her throat. “Fucking take it, slut. Take all of it.” I rasp at her as I continue to fill her mouth with my seed.
My movements slow and still holding her head, I push myself as far as I can down her throat and hold it there. Making sure she gets everything. Not wasting a drop. She will fucking take it all. She’s gagging even more and I can feel her trying to gasp for air. Holding myself like this a moment longer, my orgasm dies, and I begin to pull out and let go of her head.
As I pull my cock out of her mouth, her swollen lips slide down my shaft. Fallon sucks in a breath of air through her nose, then swallows her build up of saliva and my cum.
Her body is shaking as she sits up on her knees and moves backwards until her back hits her bedroom door. I put my cock back in my pants, doing them up, and look at her beautifully frightened face.
“You are pure evil,” she hisses.
“I gifted you my giant cock and cum. I think you’re misdirecting your anger. Joanie is the one you're pissed at. Not me.” Fuck, I do not have the energy for this.
Fallon rolls her eyes at me, before closing them and taking in calculated breaths.
That's a good girl. No need to continue this battle, you’ll lose anyway.
“You’ve never asked how my dad died.”
Her statement catches me off guard.
“That's what you're thinking about after sucking my cock?”What the fuck?“It’s irrelevant how he died. He is dead. It’s done.”
She sits in silence, surely not shocked by my callous response. She has to know me well enough by now to know I’m not going to sugarcoat shit for her.
I rake my fingers through my white hair. “Port Canyon doesn’t cremate their dead. The bodies go into the earth intact to assist them in their transition. There’s never been ashes of the dead before, that I know of. It makes me wonder… What kind of form or shape he will be in when his spirit decides to show up? Ya know?” I pause for a moment when an idea comes to mind. “Maybe Mark will be like Voldermort when he turns to sand at the ministry?”
Fallon growls her frustration. She is about to fucking blow. And I am so here for it.
Walking over to my brother’s ashes, examining his urn, this is what he’s been reduced to. I’m proud he got out, but disappointed. It was all for nothing. Looking back at Fallon, she goes to speak, but stops herself a couple of times. She’s biting her tongue.
She desperately wants to engage and challenge me, but is fighting it so hard. She knows I get off on it. Too bad I know she does, too.
“Ok. So, you mean he could still come back and be like you?”
Didn’t I just suggest that?
“Wow, you really don’t miss a thing. Do you? Of course he will, eventually. You read the book. You’ve heard the stories. Come on, catch up, stupid little girl.”
Fallon stands up from the ground on shaky legs, she is shivering more now. Still in her rain-soaked clothing that I haven’t given her the chance to change out of.
Her finger pokes at my chest. “Stop. Calling. Me. Stupid. Little. Girl!” she shouts at me.
“Then stop being one. It’s that easy, Fallon. Be smarter. Do better.” I snap back.
Fuck, I do not want to engage in a pointless argument with her. She is tired and frustrated and overwhelmed by all the information that's been thrown at her lately.
“Here’s some advice, a hint, if you will, but only because we don’t have much time.” I tell her.
