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And even if this is just raw, unbridled physical lust with nothing else behind it…I already know I’ll take it.
Gladly.
Mal’s grip tightens on the belt, his other hand sliding into my hair and gripping it in a fist. He grunts as he starts to roughly fuck my mouth, thrusting into it like it’s my pussy. Lewd, wetgluck glucksounds fill the room, and spit drips freely from my mouth down my chin and onto my breasts.
My fingers are a blur between my legs, rubbing my clit furiously as the need for more-more-morethrobs in my core.
Mal throws his head back, his cock swelling even thicker and bigger, the veins throbbing and pulsing as I slobber and moan all over him. I can barely fit half of him in my mouth—that’s being generous. Just the same, Mal’s abs tighten, a low groan rumbling deep in his chest as he starts to fuck my throat at an insane tempo.
“Fuck, Freya,” he growls darkly. “You’re such a good little slut that you’re going to make me come. Stroke my cock. Make me come all over your pretty face.”
Fucking HELL.
The raw, primalneedfor this man, to let him use me like his personal little fuck toy, isinsane—and for a brief second, I question my mental stability and sanity again.
But I can’t stop. Don’twantto stop.
Give me more. Give me your worst.Give me all of you.
I reach up with both hands, sucking on his swollen head with eager, loud slurps as I stroke his slick, pulsing shaft. Mal’s eyes turn the color of the North Atlantic, his jaw tight and his mouth a vicious line as he stares right into my eyes.
“Make me come, baby girl,” he growls. “Make me come all over that pretty fucking face.”
His thick cock swells to steel. The veins bulge as his heavy balls draw up tight. I watch almost in slow motion as the head throbs, and when the first hot jet of his cum spurts from it and lands across my open mouth and tongue, I moan.
“Good fucking girl…”
The next one splatters over my cheek. Then my nose, then my other cheek, and my chin, and my mouth again; covering me in his cum like a complete whore as I jerk him off onto my face.
With a groan, he slowly pulls away. He releases my hair and the belt, his palms going flat against the glass above me as he slowly catches his breath.
For a second, reality starts to bleed in. I feel my cheeks heat, and I’m about to ask for a towel.
But reality has no place here.
In half a second, he’s grabbing my hair in a fist again. I whimper, feeling myself diving right back into the darkness as he turns andpulls me after him, sending me down onto the floor. My breath becomes ragged and choking as I land on my hands and knees, hearing Mal slowly walk around behind me.
Theschicksound of a blade being drawn has my throat closing and the hairs on the back of my neck standing up.
“Mal—”
He suddenly grabs the back of my pants. I feel a sharp tug and a yanking motion and hear the sound of fabric shredding and ripping. It’s only then that I realize what he’s doing.
He’s cutting my fucking pants off with a knife.
I moan as he keeps slicing, yanking, shredding, and ripping, until my pants are basically leg warmers falling down to my knees. A gasp ripples from my throat as he flips me roughly over onto my back and shoves my knees up to my chest.
Instantly, he’s in front of me, spreading my thighs wide and angling his still-swollen,hugedick between them. I cry out, biting my lip and tasting his salty cum as Mal slips the blade of his knife under the waist of my Kiki de Montparnasse black lace panties.
With a yank of his muscled arm, the expensive lingerie slices away from me like tissue paper. Mal grins fiendishly, yanking them from my body and bringing them to his face. His eyes lock with mine as he inhales deeply, making me flush darkly. When he pulls them away from his nose, he’s got a wild look in his eyes as he runs the fat head of his cock up and down my pussy, pushing it over my swollen clit.
I gasp sharply, choking on a moan as he leans over me, sinking just an inch of his big dick into my wet tightness.
“Open your mouth, whore.”
I do. Instantly, he shoves my ruined panties into my mouth, smearing some of his cum over my lips and cheek before he grabs the end of the belt still looped around my neck.
“When I say I’ve been holding back,” he growls, his eyes locked with mine. “I mean it.”
