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I dipped enough to get her bag, then hoisted her better over my shoulder, heading to my room to do as she asked.

Chapter 39

Shivana

Emotions swirled within me. Panic, fear, excitement, lust, and love. I did love him. So much. I had tried to lie to myself so many times, but it was apparent. I dissected the feelings over and over, each time coming to the same conclusion, but trying to reason it must be something else.

But the realization that I loved him wasn’t without guilt. He isn’t who my family would choose for me. Far from it. And they’d never approve of his lifestyle. I didn’t answer him. But holy fucking hell did he actually propose, or was he just having a conversation?

I didn’t spend much longer running that all back in my mind because, once we got back to his room, he made quick work of getting my clothes off then I fought with his belt buckle. Ignoring my feelings through redirection was my M.O., and what better way to ignore my emotional feelings than to replace them withphysical feelings?

He had already worked his boots off, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed, working to free my prize. Pushing his jeans just past his ass, I bit my lip as I freed his hard cock from his boxer briefs.

He started to work them the rest of the way off, but he was always quick to bend down then immediately shove me to the bed. This time, I wanted to take control, so I grabbed his cock with one hand, and his ass with the other, halting him in place.

A low rumble came from his throat. “I thought you wanted me to put the fire out, Lil Bird.”

“And you will. But first, I want to do this,” I said before flicking my tongue on the leaking tip.

He gripped my hair, jerking my head back. “You gonna show me what that pretty mouth can do, Lil Bird?”

“For a minute, I thought you were going to sayI didn’t have to do this,” I said mockingly, settling on the edge of the bed.

“You already know you don’t have to do anything you don’t want, but you’re the one who put my cock in your face, so it looks like that’s what you want to do.”

Grinning, I said, “Touché.” Leaning closer, but still looking up at him, I licked my lips, then dragged my tongue from the base to the tip.

His hand tightened in my hair, but he didn’t push me, just held on. His jaw ticked and his lips were thinned as he stared down at me, his eyes even darker than usual.

After laving the tip, I finally took the head into my mouth, bobbing slightly while still gripping the base with my hand. I had to get my bearings and decide how much I could take. He was pretty thick, and I wasn’t sure I could get it all in my mouth without choking.

He hummed low in his chest, still gripping my hair as I sucked about halfway down, over and over. Slowly, I moved my handinch by inch as I took more of him, each time I pulled back, then went back down.

The head was at the back of my throat, but I wasn’t all the way to the base. I was an overachiever in all things, and giving a blowjob was no different. Sucking in a deep breath as I pulled up, I held my breath as I repositioned my head so the tip of his cock could fit into my throat.

I fought the urge to gag as it hit the back and tears squeezed from my eyes from the pressure. He moaned and his hips pumped a little, pushing it further down. More tears filled my eyes, and I slowly pulled back, trying to maintain suction but finally blowing the breath through my nose and inhaling deeply. Drool was coming from the edge of my mouth, but I didn’t want to stop to wipe my face.

Needing to catch my breath, I sucked a little over halfway down as he stroked my hair. Each time he moaned, my pussy flooded and fluttered, clenching around nothing. But having this effect on him, controlling him with my mouth, was too good. I didn’t want to stop. Still, a whimper escaped me when he tightened his grip on my hair again as I went further down the shaft.

As if he knew I was desperate, he leaned just enough to reach between my legs and fill me with his fingers. My toes hit the floor and my hips rocked as he pushed in and out, and my mouth took on the same rhythm.

The closer I got to my release, the more voraciously I sucked his cock. Once I had taken all of him a few times, I got the position down perfectly and I did it over and over, dragging my tongue along the bottom each time I pulled back.

“Fuck, Lil Bird. I’m gonna come soon,” he said, gently trying to pull my head away.

Hell no. I didn’t do all this work and have tears streaming down my face for him to shoot his load elsewhere. Grabbing his ass on both sides, I kept sucking, pulling him closer with myarms when he tried to pull my hair.

His fingers slowed, and his cock twitched in my mouth. “Shivana,” he growled.

Sucking even more, I deep throated him for a few seconds, moving my tongue over the base down to his balls. Suddenly, his hips jerked and warm jets were pulsing into my throat as he grunted. I pulled back a little, gagging at the feeling. Once I moved a little, I sucked again and used my hand at the base, hoping I didn’t ruin it.

The taste was odd. Sort of salty and bitter, with just a hint of sweetness. It wasn’t the best thing I’d had in my mouth, but I wasn’t about to spit it out, so I made sure to swallow it down.

“Fucking hell, woman,” he said with a ragged breath.

Pulling away, I wiped the sides of my mouth and tried to wipe the tears but he knelt down, gripping my face.

“I hope you enjoyed that,” I said, biting my lip.

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