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Removing it, I lick her juices from the barrel. “Fuck you’re a tasty slut. I see why he likes you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Oh, you’ll be doing that. But first, get the fuck on your knees.”
“No.”
I think about pulling the gun on her again, but instead, I shove it in the pocket of my robe. I squeeze her throat a little harder. “On your fucking knees. I’m going to come in your mouth and you’re going to dribble it on the asshole’s shirt. Then you’ll rub it in over your tits and give him the shirt. Got it?”
Her eyes narrow.
“Got it?” I say again.
“I’m not your whore.”
“You are. A very expensive one at that. On your knees.”
She’s still got the envelope, shoes, and the little case.
“Dump the shoes, whore.” Hooking my foot behind her knee, I get one to buckle. It makes it easier for me to force the rest of her down to the position I want.
“If I’m the whore, you know that makes me the smarter of the two of us. I’m the one getting money, and you’re the one who can only get some by paying a girl.”
I stare down at her and laugh. Damn it all. If I wasn’t so fucking angry, if she hadn’t stupidly decided to fuck Hendrick, I’d really like her. She’s got a smart mouth, and I’m seeing the merits of that. Just like I’m seeing the merits of a woman who really fights me back. It’s beyond hot.
It’s sublime.
But this…
This is teaching Hendrick a lesson.
And I really want her fucking mouth.
Taking her hair, I pull her head back. “Open.”
She does—she doesn’t really have a choice. Then I guide my cock into that hot, wet hole.
“Oooh, fuck…” That magic of the first time of being in a woman’s mouth is off the charts with her. I push forward so I’m as deep as I can go, and I hold it. Fuck.
She’s gagging on me, her hands on my ass. One with the letter, the other flesh on flesh, but she’s not pushing me away. Each time she gags, a jolt of pleasure races up my cock and through me, and I push in deeper.
I pull out and then start to stroke in. I treat her mouth like a cunt, and I take her rough and hard, holding her by her hair. The gurling and suction sounds are fucking music and the feel of her heat and sucking wetness beyond euphoric. Within seconds, I’m on the verge of coming, but I do all I can to hold off. The slight clink of the piercing on her teeth when I hit right is glorious, and I don’t want this to end.
But as I push back, holding her beyond the point where she needs air, to where she starts to struggle and make copious amounts of saliva, I’m losing it. I can feel the climb of my balls, as they get tight and high and tingling with the need to come.
I hammer into her right from here, enjoying how her struggle for air makes her throat work my cock’s head, like its own personal massager.
Oh, shit, if I could, I’d tape this and send it to Hendrick, but only my room’s set up for that. My brain keeps dragging me back to her mouth, the sin and delights of it. I pull back, slapping her cheek to let her know she can take this chance to breathe—I don’t want her passing out, and the gulps of breath slide over me, too, a pleasure all its own.
Then, I shove back down, deep, her nose smashed against my stomach, then out, then down. And finally, I can’t hold back, so I let go of her hair and widen my stance.
“Head back. Mouth open.” I pull out until just the tip is touching her lips. When I start coming, I watch as my cum spurts into her mouth, my dick jerking as it fills her with my seed. To my surprise, her lust-hateful gaze locks with mine, and she sticks out her tongue, as if meeting my challenge and asking for more.
Holy fuck.It’s hot as hell.
When I’m done, I wipe myself in her hair. She’s still there, mouth open, my cum sitting on her tongue like the dirtiest, filthiest thing of beauty I’ve ever seen.
“Oh, fuck that looks good. Fuck. Spit it on the shirt, cunt.”
