Page 77 of Silk and Sirens

Her eyes burned, her tongue pressing against the underside of my cock in a way that made my abs tighten and my pulse spike. Bratty even with her mouth full.

“You’re so much better when you have something stuffed in your mouth.” I thrust deeper, hitting the back of her throat until she choked around me. I wanted her aching. Overwhelmed. I wanted her to know exactly who she belonged to.

Allowing her to find a rhythm, I pulled out my burner phone with my free hand and dialled the last number saved.

“Caden,” Vivienne purred down the line, just as Aeris’s eyes snapped up to mine, bright with fury.

She tried to pull back, but I tightened my grip in her hair, holding her firmly in place.

“I didn’t expect you to call so soon. Keen, are we?”

“I wanted to know if you’re free next weekend for dinner,” I said, thrusting my hips faster.

Aeris choked, eyes watering as I pushed deeper. Her hands came up to grip my thighs, nails digging in hard.

“What’s that noise?”

I pulled back just enough to let Aeris gasp for air, saliva and pre-cum stringing from her swollen lips before I thrust back in, fucking her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. “Nothing. The TV.”

Aeris glared up at me, tears spilling down her flushed cheeks, but she didn’t stop sucking. If anything, she took me deeper, her tongue working furiously along the underside of my shaft.

“Okay, then yeah, I’m definitely up for a date,” Vivienne giggled, the sound grating on my nerves.

“I’ll send you the details.”

“Okay I’ll⁠—”

I hung up and tossed the phone into the sink with a clatter.

Aeris pulled off my cock with a wet gasp, lips shiny and swollen. “You fucking⁠—”

I didn’t let her finish. I gripped her hair with both hands and drove back into her mouth, fucking her throat in deep, punishing strokes. She gagged and choked around me, tears streaming freely now, but she took it, eyes locked on mine with a mixture of rage and desperate heat, and fuck if that wasn’t the hottest thing.

“That’s it,” I growled. “Take every fucking inch like the good little whore you are.”

Her throat fluttered and squeezed around me, the wet, obscene sounds filling the bathroom as I used her mouth harder, faster. The sight of her tears, spit, flushed skin, and those furious, glistening eyes pushing me right to the edge.

With a low, guttural groan, I buried myself deep and came hard down her throat, holding her there as she swallowed around me, milking every drop.

I wanted her to struggle, to panic and wonder whether I’d allow her the next breath.

Whether I’d finally kill her for everything she’d done.

I finally pulled out, and she gasped for air, a thin string of saliva and cum connecting her mouth to the head of my cock.

Aeris didn’t move as I used my thumb to scoop up some of the cum that had escaped and press it against her tongue.

“I told you,” I murmured, voice dark, “you’re really going to regret blackmailing me.”

Chapter 33

Aeris

The bed was annoyingly soft against my overheated skin.

Flopping onto my back, I glared at the ceiling.

That arsehole had left me on the cold, hard tiles, wet and aching with the taste of his cum still on my tongue. He’d dragged not one, but two orgasms out of me. It was like he got off on making me come, on forcing the pleasure until I was a whimpering mess that was desperate for something, anything to ease the throbbing need between my thighs.