Page 37 of Nitro

“What’s … oh, are you pierced?” Her eyes go wide.

“Yeah.”

“Can I touch it?” When she flexes her fingers, my cock jerks toward her.

“Have you ever seen one before?” I ask in a thick tone.

“A cock?” She flashes a smile.

“You know what I mean.”

“Not a piercing. Never.” She reaches out with the tip of her finger to trace the bar. “It goes all the way through.”

“It’s a frenum piercing.”

“It’s a barbell through the underside of your cock. It’s right under the head. It’s … so weird. But, in a good way?” She tilts her head to study it. Her innocent investigation is driving me crazy. My balls pull tight against my body, and the need to release all this sexual tension intensifies.

“You keep touching it like that and I’m going to come,” I warn.

“Can I suck it?”

“Fuck yeah you can. Go sit on the bed. You can’t be on your knees right now.”

As she turns and walks back to bed, I’m tempted to just bend her over the mattress and fuck her from behind. The only thing stopping me is her bruised ribs. I could kill her soon-to-be-ex for causing her so much pain. In a way, even though he’s nothere, that motherfucker’s still cockblocking me. Fucking piece of shit.

She sits on the edge of the bed and looks up at me expectantly. That’s enough to make my cock leak more fluid, but when she licks her lips, I’m ready to see how deep she can take me.

“Be a good girl and open that mouth,” I command.

Her eyes flash before clouding over with lust. She parts her luscious lips to reveal her wet, pink tongue. As I move toward her beautiful mouth, she closes her eyes. I cup my hand behind her head and hold it in place while pressing forward. When my cock meets her lips, she widens, giving me access to the warmth of her sinfully sexy mouth. Her lips glide over the tip. A shiver of desire ripples across my abs. I clench my teeth because everything in my body is screaming at me to just shove my dick between her lips and fuck her mouth.

I want her to choke on it. I want her eyes wide, and her tongue wrapped around me. I want to control when and how much she gets to breathe. I want her blue in the face as she’s sucking my load down her delicate little throat. The monster hiding inside me fights to get out. I can barely control it. These impulses have been with me for as long as I can remember. The only way I know how to make this work is through violence. I don’t want to hurt her, but also, I do. I want tears streaming down her face. I need to taste them.

Uncontrolled rage boils in my balls. I hate that I want to hurt her. I wish I didn’t feel such a savage need to see her in pain. I can’t do that to her. She’s too good for it. I must find a way to lock that monster up before it finds a way to destroy her. And it will. It always does.

Unaware of the battle going on in my head, she inches her lips forward. She sucks along the shaft, trying to take me deeper. I pull her hair until her gaze snaps to mine. She’squestioning whether she can trust me. I see it in her eyes. Our new connection is so tenuous, I can’t fuck it up now, so I fight the monster. I force the beast inside back into its cage, locking it up once more. She doesn’t need to meet him. Not yet.

Twitches of pleasure spark along my dick. Her mouth covers most of my shaft, but I want to be balls deep. I hold her head in place and thrust forward, slowly stretching her mouth little by little until her eyes water. Those tears I’ve been longing for are on full display. One slips free, leaving a moist trail down her cheek. Seeing her so submissive and at the mercy of my pleasure is my undoing.

I thrust as hard as I can into her mouth. Her teeth graze my hot flesh, but the pain only spurs me on. I wait until she pushes against my thighs with her hands before pulling back just enough to let her take a breath. She sucks in a greedy one before delving back onto my cock. Her lips gather me up, pulling me back into the molten heat of her mouth. Her saliva’s like lava, burning me in a thousand different ways and reducing me to ashes.

My body takes over, finding a punishing rhythm. I fuck her mouth, pushing more and more because I have to know how much she can handle. She takes it all, almost begging me for more, pleading with her tear-stained eyes for me to give her what she wants.

The roiling heat bubbling in my nuts won’t stay down any longer. A growl tears through me as electricity sizzles up my spine. There’s no way to stop what’s coming. I can’t imagine doing anything other than ravaging her mouth right now.

With rapid-fire thrusts, I jerk hard, screaming as white-hot heat sears through the nerves in my cock. I’m an animal, grunting and moaning as I fill her waiting mouth with my seed. She greedily sucks down every drop, not stopping until she finishes licking the tip.

My knees buckle, and I drop to the floor. Kneeling in front of her, I wrap my arms around her waist and bury my head between her thighs. She slowly strokes my hair in a such a soothing way that something inside my heart breaks free. Despite using her mouth like my own personal fuck toy, she’s not angry. She’s as sweet and compassionate and caring as she’s ever been. And she’s all mine.

“Holly,” I whisper.

“Mmm?”

“Did I hurt you?”

“Never,” she says with such confidence I don’t doubt her.

“Good girl.”

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