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Emilia
His entire body looked taut with pent-up tension, but his eyes burned into my soul. The fucker wasn't even blinking. I had no clue what set him off, but I was going to enjoy the after-effects of his crazy thought process.
Stop off at the office, my arse.
He reached into his trousers and pulled his long hard cock out. I could see a thick bulging vein on it from where I knelt. I began to crawl towards his dick because the dull throb between my legs wasn't going to go away on its own. My breath caught in the back of my throat as I watched him curl his fingers around his thick length before he began to fuck his cock with his fist.
“You look hungry, baby. Come here and let me feed you,” he crooned.
I could feel the heat in my cheeks burning like a furnace, but I crawled a little faster, unable to take my eyes off the prize. He spread his legs to make space for me as I approached, and I saw the precum beginning to ooze out of the small dark hole on the smooth, rounded tip of his cock.
“If I’m going to get inside your neck quickly, you need to spit on me. Get my dick nice and wet.”
I wrenched my eyes away from his dick to look at him. He had a sinister smile on his face, which didn't bode well for me, but I mutely nodded and gathered some saliva in my mouth. I shuffled closer and spat on his dick as he held it down for me.
“Again,” he commanded.
I did it again without thinking.
“One last time,” he said as pointed the tip towards my lips.
I placed my hands on his legs and spat again.
“I was going to belt your ass, but since you're following my instructions like a good girl, you get a reprieve,” he said as he rubbed the tip of his wet cock against my lips.
I glanced up at him and opened my mouth. He didn't hesitate and slipped his dick between my lips. He began to gather my hair away from my face, and he shifted closer to the edge of the sofa. I nervously looked at his cock, suddenly grateful to see it wet from my spit.
“You know what to do because I’m not going easy on you,” his voice rumbled above me.
I tightened my lips around him and began to suck before I moved my head up and down his length.
“Oh, yeah. Good girl, work that mouth like a hungry little slut. You're the perfect woman for me, Emilia.”
I slid my hands higher and began to work harder, sucking and bobbing on his cock until I felt his grip on my hair turn painful. I winced but continued to soak his cock with more of my saliva.
“Both sets of your lips around my cock look amazing,” he said before he stood up, but when I reached for his dick, he stopped me.
I looked up at him, and he had a dark smile on his face again.
“Put your back against the sofa and tilt your head back.”
I waited until he moved to the side, and I did as he asked. He moved his legs on either side of me and tapped my lips with his swollen cock. I could see the throbbing veins on his dick, and I opened my mouth as wide as I could, knowing what was to come. But instead of putting his cock inside me, he leaned down and spat in my mouth. I froze as I felt his spit slide down my tongue and against the back of my throat.
“For good luck,” he said with a devilish wink and pushed his dick inside my mouth.
He wasn't messing around anymore because he rammed the head of his cock against the back of my throat.
“Open up for me, Emilia,” he growled as he moved back and I tried to relax my throat and widen my jaw.
He held the base of his cock and thrust back inside my mouth, only this time, he kept the pressure on my throat, and I tried to keep swallowing and not gag. When his cock pushed past my throat, my body relaxed, and I began to rapidly breathe through my nose. He moaned above me but continued to push his dick down my neck.
“Such a tight little hole for me to fuck,” he grunted.
I clutched the material of his trousers, but he leaned over to hold the top of the sofa, sandwiching me between the two of them. He pulled back and slammed himself into my mouth, making me choke for a moment before I recovered. I glanced down and saw he had a couple of inches left, so I braced myself.
This was going to get rough, but I could feel my arousal seep between my thighs. I was every bit as sick as Cyrus because I loved it when he was rough with me.
Chapter 22
