Page 79 of Sweet Shots

“Fuck you,” I grit out, changing lanes so I’m in the middle so I don’t have to worry about the cars merging onto the highway.

He slides his hand under my shirt, lifting it enough to lean in and bite my nipple.

“Hey, now! That’s not fair!” I jerk away from him, my nerves going crazy as the car swerves.

“All’s fair in love and war,” he whispers in my ear, before taking it between his teeth and tugging. I don’t know if that was him trying to tell me he loves me or he still hates me. Maybe neither because it’s only been like two weeks, but who knows? The feelings I have for him are pretty serious, so I won’t be surprised if we’re there… or almost. He buries his face in my crotch again, running his nose along my dick.

“I love the way you smell,” he groans. Then he licks me. “The way you taste.” He wraps his mouth around the head of mydick, sucking for just a second before pulling off and saying, “The way you feel.”

“Fuck,” I hiss out, panting and so badly wanting to explode down his throat.

“Definitely the way you sound. That raspy voice, those pained sounds. So fucking sexy, Dominic. And I really love the way you look. Everything from your face to these abs, to your legs, and especially this fat cock.”

“Christ, you’re going to kill me,” I say, swerving back into our lane after realizing I was veering. Good thing it’s late morning and there isn’t much traffic. “You’re going to pay for this.”

“I fucking hope so,” he says before sucking me into his mouth again. The brat is really showing today.

My eyes try to roll into the back of my head, but I have to stop them so we don’t crash and die.

Mikah focuses on that spot beneath my crown, licking and sucking at it while rolling my balls in his hand, massaging gently. He’s steadily bringing me toward an orgasm. Won’t lie, I think the fear is helping with that.

“I’m close,” I warn, the words coming out as more of a moan.

I love when Mikah’s mouth is on me, love when he does what I tell him to. Him listening to me and wanting to please me is sexy as hell. But this brave, confident part of him? It’s new and so goddamn hot.

He takes me to the back of his throat, moaning around my dick, and I’m a goner.

My dick throbs as I come. His throat tightens around me with each swallow, taking all of my cum. He releases my dick, kisses the tip, then sits back in his seat and clicks on his seatbelt like nothing just happened.

My chest heaves as I try to catch my breath, and when I focus back on the road, I realize I missed the exit. I tuck my dick back in my pants one-handed, then zip it as much as I can. There’s no way I’m getting the button done.

“So,” Mikah says cockily. “How was your first road head experience?”

I raise a brow, still trying to catch my breath and settle my rapidly beating heart. “I meant what I said. You’re going to pay for that.”

He grins, turning his attention out the windshield, and I swear I hear him mutter that he can’t wait. This brat.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Mikah

We reach the mall, and Dominic pulls into the parking garage, which is huge. I’ve never been here before. Malls aren’t my thing. I’ve been to some over the years, mostly when I was younger to hang out with friends, but I’ve never been to this one. Malls are places to blow money aimlessly, and that’s my least favorite thing to do.

It takes five minutes of driving up a bunch of levels in the lot to find an open spot. He pulls in and we get out, rounding the car to head inside. His hand is on my throat, shoving me against the car before I get too far. I’m bent backwards over the trunk, which isn’t very comfortable.

Dominic leans in close and says, “What’s wrong, Mikah? Not so cocky when I can fight back?”

I roll my lips between my teeth to hide my smile.

“You like being a brat, don’t you? You really enjoy getting a rise out of me. Getting punished?”

I nod slowly, my dick getting hard.

“Good,” is all he says before leaning in to kiss me.

Then he’s off me and offering me his hand. I take it and we walk into the mall like we just had the most normal trip here. Like I don’t have a belly full of his cum, and my throat isn’t tingling where he was just choking me. We step into the mall, walking down a wide hallway until we reach the main area.

“Holy shit,” I mutter, looking around.

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