Page 26 of The Catcher

Up close, he smelled so good, like salt and heat and dirt.

“Well?” he asked. “You know how to do it, don’t you? You aren’t a blowjob virgin, are you?”

“Of course I’m not a blowjob virgin,” I snapped, flaring out with sudden anger.

“Then get on your knees and put my cock in your mouth,” he said.

He could have shoved me down, held me between his legs with one big hand, but right now he wanted to make me do it myself. I went slowly to my knees in front of him, the dirt feeling hard and crumbly under the thin fabric of my leggings.

I knew I would get no mercy from Tanner, so I forced myself to put my hand on the drawstring of his athletic pants, pulling them down. I kept swallowing convulsively, and I tried to drive my panic down. His cock felt like it burned my hands, and I was embarrassed to feel that it was already hard.

My sore cunt already knew how big he was, but there was still something shocking to feel his cock in my hands. He was so thick and big. I didn’t dare look at up him, but I lowered my head, running my tongue around his big tip, before quickly trying to shove the whole thing in my mouth.

I heard him make a noise and I sucked rapidly up and down, trying to get it over with as quickly as I could. I forced myself down as far as I could on his cock, sucking desperately hard and fast. I thought I heard him say something, but the blood was rushing so hard in my ears I couldn’t hear what he said.

Then I felt him grabbing my hair, yanking me painfully off his dick. I came off with a shockingly loudpop.

“Ouch!” I cried.

“Slow down,” he warned me. “I want toenjoyyou being forced to do this. And look up at me when you suck my cock. I want to see your face.”

I glanced up at him, those dark curls casually falling over his forehead, his eyes glittering at me.

I lowered my mouth over the head of his cock again, forcing myself to slow down even though my senses were screaming at me to finish and run away as fast as I could. It would be easier to grab his legs to stabilize myself on the rough ground, but I didn’t want to touch him, so I hovered in between his big thighs.

His cock was big and I didn’t want to think about the feel of him in my mouth. I closed my eyes and drove my head down on his cock, forcing it down my throat, feeling drool pool in my mouth. I closed my lips, his skin heated and unexpectedly velvety. He groaned and it frightened me so much that I increased the suction, my heart pounding so fast I thought it would burst from my chest. I was surprised when I felt his cock twitch and a hot jet of cum shot down my throat. I involuntarily jerked away, but his big hand was there, trapping me in place as he fisted my hair. I was forced to swallow his cum, almost choking as it dribbled out the sides of my mouth.

When I had gulped what I could, I leaned back and sat panting on my legs, wiping the cum and saliva from my cheeks.

He had forced me to watch him get his dick sucked for the length of an entire meeting, and now he was coming this fast? Goddamn Tanner.

I could hear his heavy breathing.

“What was that, your first time sucking cock?” he asked harshly, yanking my long braid. “Swallow all of me down next time.”

I was stung by the accusation. I fuckinghadswallowed all of it I could.

“Maybe some damn warning next time,” I said.

“I’m not giving you a warning,” Tanner said, and I saw the city lights flash by, illuminating the frown on his face. “Swallow my cum or else.”

I bit back the angry words I wanted to say.

I tried to stand up, but he still had a hand in my hair.

“Ow!” I complained. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Did I say you were done?” he growled, each word a chill reminder of his power over me.

“Igaveyou a blowjob!” I protested, feeling the fear twist in my gut.

“Oh, it was very nice, baby girl, nicer than I thought it would be. But it was over too soon. I’m not done yet.”

My stomach plummeted to the ground.

His cock was in front of me, and I could see it move from half-erect to fully erect in front of my eyes. I wanted to scream, bite his dick off, run away, but I knew none of that could help. I moved apprehensively back toward his cock, but his hand tightened painfully on my hair again.

“And look up at me the whole time,” he ordered, a cruel smile twisting up his lips. “I want to watch you.”

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