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“Fuck, you have a tight throat. I can't wait until I’m balls deep inside your tight virgin cunt, Emilia,” I spat out as I battled to control myself, but her mouth felt amazing around my cock.
When I felt her tongue move, I pushed another inch down her neck.
“Such a good little whore for me. You're fucking perfect,” I said as I looked into her desperate eyes.
I took my time, but I didn't stop until every inch of my cock was inside her. I’d never seen a more beautiful sight than Emilia struggling to keep nine inches of my meat inside her neck. This was only the beginning.
Chapter 15
Emilia
I kept my eyes on him, but when I felt his balls touch my lip, I couldn't believe he fit inside me. My fingers dug into the soft material of his trousers as he pulled back a few inches only to push back inside of me. I struggled with the change of pace, but he didn't wait for me this time. He began to fuck my face while he held my hair.
“Yeah, baby, make me cum down your pretty throat,” he said with a dark smile.
He began to thrust hard and fast while he used his grip on my hair to move me to the rhythm of his movements. My sight became blurred from the tears that streamed from my eyes. The noises that came from me were obscene, but I was so wet that it shocked me how much I enjoyed him using my mouth like this.
“Yeah, you're going to make me blow my load, baby,” he gasped out as his movements became more erratic.
I moved my hand to his balls, which felt tighter than before and began to rub them until I heard the bursts of heavy breathing above me. He slammed into me so hard that his pelvis smacked against my nose, but I felt his cock spurt inside me, and he quickly pulled out of my neck until I felt his hot cum spew onto my tongue.
I kept my lips wrapped around him, and another blast of his cum hit the back of my throat. He groaned out my name as if he were in pain, but when I looked up at him, his face was tilted up towards the dark night. I felt proud that I’d brought him that much pleasure. My throat might feel a little battered, but it was worth it. I massaged his balls and licked the tip of his cock while struggling to swallow his salty cum. He pulled out until the smooth round head of his cock rested on my lower lip.
“Swallow it all, then lick me clean,” he drawled out lazily.
I quickly swallowed his cum before I breathed a few gulps of air. His grip on my hair loosened as I opened my mouth to suck on the tip of his dick and licked away any remnant of his cum. His eyes never left mine and the stare was so intense that I wondered what was going through his mind. He pulled himself out of my mouth but rubbed his dick over my dripping-wet chin.
“Zip me back up,” he said ominously.
I broke my gaze from his to focus on tucking his semi-hard cock back into his black boxers. My hands trembled as I tried to fix the material of his trousers so I could zip him up. I felt for the button on his waistband and fastened it up. He pulled me up off the ground.
“Don't ever think you can leave me now, Emilia,” he said quietly as he rubbed my lips before he wiped my chin with the palm of his hand. “I would raze the world down to hunt you down, and then I would make you pay.”
Okay, then. I think my first blow job went down well.
My heart pounded against my chest when his hand slipped into my underwear. His fingers rubbed my slippery pussy before he pushed them between my folds. I grabbed his arm and gasped when he pushed them inside of me. He slowly worked them in and out. His mouth came down on mine, and I felt my pussy contract around his fingers. He pushed them deep inside of me, but I knew I needed his dick. His tongue swirled around mine as his lips pressed hard against mine.
“As much as I want you to cum on my face, I won't risk anyone seeing my pussy,” he said as he broke off the kiss.
I nodded mutely, dazed from the kiss. He pulled his fingers out of me and sucked on them one by one as he continued to stare at me. As bad as this sounded, he reminded me of my Dad when he looked at my Mum. The only difference was that Cyrus had a lighter shade of brown in his eyes.
“Wear my jacket until we get home, and keep your hands to yourself,” he said sternly as he finished licking his fingers.
“Hey, you're the one who put my hand on your dick,” I said in exasperation, but he was already moving away to get me his jacket.
I sighed when I looked at my ruined dress lying in the dirt.
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He was silent for the remainder of the journey to his house, but as soon as he parked the car, he dragged me inside until we were in his kill room. I knew he was a psychopath, but since half of my family were, I wasn't afraid. He picked me up by my waist and put me on the table.
“I’m going to devour your pussy until you cum all over my face, and when I fuck you, I want to see your blood smeared on my dick,” he said with a maniacal look in his eyes.
He pushed the jacket down my arms before he flung it to one side. I watched him pull his tie off before he began to unbutton his shirt. There was nothing wrong with him undressing, but his eyes never left me while he worked on his shoes, trousers and, finally, his boxers. I should count my lucky stars that the table was padded because he looked as if he was going to fuck me like a wild beast.
“Are you this intense when you kill someone?” I asked as he approached the table.
He shook his head.
