Page 29 of Bitten By Zombie

No, she scolded herself silently. She wouldn’t let the thoughts of the future ruin the present.

No.She would enjoy this while it lasted and deal with the fallout later.

No,she wouldn’t let Stan or anyone else who didn’t deserve even a millisecond of her time take this from her.

Who knows what the future holds.

With a new determination to live in the moment, she sucked his sac gently, then licked the entire length of his dick before taking the head into her mouth.

The sounds he made just spurred her on.

Hollowing her cheeks, she did the best she could to blow his mind.

“Fuck, Rabbit. If you don’t want to swallow my load, you better back off now.” His words were ragged and music to her ears.

Her response was a hummednowhile taking him deeper and relaxing her throat.

“Fuck,” he growled again and buried both hands in her hair. Not gently either. He was gripping her hair to the point of pain, but the good kind.

Zombie then started thrusting hard and fast while holding her head in place. He was fucking her face the way no one had before, and she loved it.

Heidi was so lost in the moment, in the power, that she didn’t give a shit that it looked and sounded like hell. Her eyes were watering, her nose was running, most of her saliva was rolling down her hand, gripping the base of his shaft, and she was gagging with every thrust.

Finally, he grunted a curse and came down her throat. Her throat was convulsively swallowing around his pulsing cock as he held her on him with the death grip he had in her hair. “That’s a good girl. Swallow every last drop. I don’t want to see any of it running down your chin when I let go, understand?”

Something about his commanding tone was turning her on big time. She was on the verge of coming. All it would take is more words and the lightest of touch.

Releasing his shaft from her grip, she slid her hand down between her legs, and at the first touch, she gasped around his now softening cock.

“No.” His voice was gruff as ever. “Don’t touch yourself. Only I get to bring you pleasure tonight.”

Her hand froze immediately at the sound of his voice. He took a deep shuddering breath and spoke one word again. An order plain and clear.

“Face.” He pulled up on her hair, leaving no question to his meaning. As if it could’ve been misunderstood in that moment.

Heidi let him pull her off his cock and made her way up his body. When she got to his face, she lifted one knee over his shoulder, then the other, and grabbed the headboard to support herself. Hovering over his face.

“Ouch,” she yelped when he bit the sensitive flesh where her thigh connected.

“I said face.” He sounded a weird combination of horny and angry.

“And here I am.” Her inner smart-ass took over her mouth momentarily. “So, are you going to do something about it, or can I handle things myself?”

Wrong response, Heidi.

“I already told you no on that front.” He bit her other thigh. As much as she wanted to hate it, she didn’t. “When I said face, I meant it. Sit on my fucking face already.”

“Ahh.” She breathed when he unexpectedly used his grip on her ass to pull her down, and his nose hit her clit.

“I think you need glasses, big guy, because that’s what I’m doing.” She liked the way he reacted to her smart-ass side, so she egged him on.

It hadn’t escaped her notice how his brown eyes widened anytime she challenged him. It seemed that translated to the bedroom as well.

He tipped his face to make eye contact with her between her thighs. Something about the sight practically had her gushing on his chin. “No, Rabbit, you’re not sitting, you’re hovering. And I want to enjoy fucking dessert, so sit on my fucking face, or I’ll make sure you can’t sit anywhere else for a week.”

The fucker bit her again, but this time he stared into her very soul and saw exactly what his actions did to her.

“But—”

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