Page 36 of Far From Sherwood Forest
When I peer up, I see it again. That same craving that’s growing exponentially in myself.
I don’t know how he can keep snapping back and forth without breaking apart completely. Maybe he’s not as broken as he thinks he is. Or maybe he’s just too used to breaking.
“I just figured out how to shut you up,” he growls, his hand moving from my shoulder into my hair. He grabs it tight and yanks my head back until I whimper again. “You’re really going to test me right now?”
I just can’t help myself.
“It’s what I’ve always done best, isn’t it?” I ask, attempting to grin through the pain ripping through my skull.
Each thump of my heart feels like a countdown if the time on the clock was moving faster and faster and faster. My stomach twists, fluttering like those butterflies born of magic. But beneath it, there’s something else, something warm and electric.
Meanwhile, Henry’s mind is engaging in another war. I can see it in the deep crease of his brow, the hard set of his jaw.
I may not know where my own mind is on this thing we’re doing, but I know I want to give him this. I want to make him feel good. I want to take away his tension and his strife.
A blow job says I’m sorry, right?
But I have a feeling he’s going to need that extra push. I, on the other hand, have already made up my mind because I know the second I open my mouth, my choice is decided.
“What’s the matter, Sheriff? Haven’t you always dreamed of bringing me to my knees and punishing me?”
That internal conflict of his lasts about two more seconds before he roughly releases his hold on my hair, his hands going to his belt. “Fuck you, Robin.”
My eyes drop to his hands as they deftly undo his belt and lower the zipper of his jeans. His right arm is still bleeding, but itdoesn’t seem to be bothering him enough to slow him down.
The beating in my chest stutters and then surges when he frees his cock. It’s hard, uncut, andthick. It has a slight curve, making the bulging veins on one side even more prominent. The head is flushed, a bead of precum already leaking from the slit.
Fuck me.
I lick my lips, feeling a hell of a lot more eager than I thought I would. I raise my hand, wanting to feel the weight of him in my palm, but before I can wrap my fingers around him, he smacks my hand away.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” he snarls as he grabs the base of his cock in one hand, his other gripping the hair on the back of my head again. “I don’t want your hands anywhere near me.”
That stings a little.
“But my mouth is okay?” I snap back.
“Yes. Do you want to know why?” He brings the head of his dick to my mouth, smearing his precum across my lips. “Because you’re right. I do want to punish you. I want to make you suffer. But I also really want to know how this mouth feels, so I’m going to fuck your throat so hard it’s going to hurt to swallow for days.”
Wait…
Henry gives my hair a harsh tug, and I cry out. The sound is quickly muffled as he shoves his dick past my lips, his head hitting the back of my throat on the first thrust, my nose buried in the dark, thick patch of hair above the root of his cock. Tears spring to my eyes. So many tears that my vision instantly blurs. I struggle for air, but none comes. I bring my hands up, placing them on his thighs and attempting to push him back. Not that I have any hopes of making him budge.
And he doesn’t. He stays just like that, unmoving. It goes on so long that I start to feel lightheaded. I think maybe he won’t let me breathe at all, that maybe I’ll pass out.
My hand slaps weakly against his thigh, and he suddenlypulls me off his cock. I gasp for air, coughing as wet, hot tears stream down my cheeks.
“I’ve always wanted to see what you look like when you cry.”
Holy fuck.
“Do you want to tap out?”
I blink and blink again, until I can at least look up and see a blurry version of Henry’s face. After him nearly making me black out, I was almost expecting him not to give me a choice.
My voice is already wrecked and ruined when I answer. “Not a chance.”
Ithinkhe grins, and I’m kind of a little sad I can’t see it clearly.
