Page 64 of Lost to the Woods

“No, you don’t deserve that.”

Then his hand fists in my hair, yanking me off the handle and down onto my knees. His cock is right in front of my face, all nine inches, glistening, demanding.

“Convince me,” he orders. “Make me cum first, and maybe I’ll allow your pleasure.”

I hesitate.

Ghost tilts my chin up, forcing me to look at him—at that blank fucking mask, those dark, endless eye slits. Then he taps the tip of his cock against my lips, the metal hoop cool against them as he smears the precum across the seam of my mouth.

“Open.”

I do because I fear what he may do if I don’t listen. Not that I even have a choice to begin with.

The moment my lips part, he thrusts in.Deep. Ghost groans, low and satisfied. “Fuck, Bunny!”

I choke, my hands flying to his muscular thighs as his cock pushes past my lips. The barbell piercings slowly drag along my tongue, teasing me with the unspoken promise of how they would feel somewhere else.

My inner walls clench.

“You look beautiful like this. On your knees with my cock in you mouth,” he praises and my stomach flutters.

Tears sting my eyes as he presses deeper, deeper—until I have no choice but to breathe through my nose. My throat spasms. My nails dig into his jeans.

He chuckles darkly, zooming in on my face again. “You can take it, Princess.”

He pulls back just enough to let me suck in a breath before thrusting back in, slower, meaner. My chest heaves as I muffle around him, fresh tears spilling down my face.

“Relax,” he murmurs, his voice much softer now, which surprises me. “Let me in.”

I try—I really do. I try to focus, try to breathe through my nose, but he’s so thick, so heavy, every inch of him forcing its way in. I’m drooling around him, saliva dripping down my chin, my jaw aching from the stretch.

His hips roll slowly as he thrusts, pressing his cock right to the back of my throat. I whimper, then gag, but he doesn’t let up. Instead, he tilts his head, watching me struggle. Loving it.

“Messy girl.”

He pulls out completely, just listening to my gasps, then he slaps his cock against my tongue with a filthy wet sounds.

“Do better,” he orders. “Show me how sorry you are for all that you did to me. For thinking you could get away with it.”

His fist tightens in my hair, yanking me down on his shaft. Slowly opening up my throat again, he forces me to take him even farther.

Tears blur my vision. My lungs burn. But there’s something in me thatwantsto please him.

“Eyes on me, Bunny,” he commands.

I blink up at him, dazed, and I’m met with the camera lens.

His cock twitches. “Beautiful. That’s it,” he grunts, pulling back just slightly. “Now suck Daddy’s cock, baby.”

I do as told. My tongue swirls around the piercings as my lips seal tightly around his girth and I suck him deep.

He tosses his head back, and his deep, raspy moan echoes through the woods. It’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard, andmy mouth starts working around him as my head bobs up and down.

“Mmmm, good girl. My perfect little cocksucker.”

I don’t even realize when my hips start moving, but suddenly, I’m helplessly grinding my aching pussy against his boot. The hard leather presses perfectly against my stiff clit tingling with need. Moaning around his throbbing shaft, I feel my orgasm building again, and my movements grow faster as I rut away, pursuing that wonderful friction.

He tsks. “Greedy.” And he pulls his foot away, leaving me empty and denied. “You wanted to tease me all these months,” he rasps. “Now you don’t get to decide what I give you.”

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