Page 40 of Grotesque
Fuck.
I’d had every intention of fucking her cunt, but with the way her tongue felt, her teeth sharp and insistent against me, I needed to know what that would feel like around my cock.
I slid a hand around her throat, testing with a little squeeze. She tensed, her tongue stilling only for a moment. I took the opportunity to slide my forked tongue into her mouth and hungrily she sucked it, pulling another involuntary moan from my lungs. I tightened my fingers around her neck and pulled her against me.
“Dare,” she said.
My cock jumped at her command.
“I dare you to let me fuck your throat,” I growled.
Sorcha’s pupils were blown out, her arousal so heady I knew she was acting on pure instinct. Primal energy was radiating off her, begging to be fucked.
She nodded. “Yes. Anything, just let me feel you.” I moved away from her touch when she reached for my cock.
Her brows furrowed. Lips, swollen from my kiss, twisting into a pout.
“It’s still my turn,” I said and leaned down to catch that precious pout in another kiss. “You said you like it rough and so that is exactly how I am going to give it to you. If at any time it is too much, pinch my leg.”
She nodded against my lips. “I’ll tell you to stop.”
I chuckled. “You won’t be able to tell me anything with a full mouth.”
Her wide eyes dropped back down to my cock. It jerked up, as ready as I was to fill her.
“Lie on your back and hang your head over the edge of the bed.”
Her breath trembled between her lips. I loved that she was scared. I loved even more how she pushed through that fear, attempting to regain control that she’d never had in the first place. It was fun to watch her try.
Sorcha lay down as instructed. I couldn’t see her eyes as well from her new position, but the rapid rise and fall of her chesttold me everything I needed to know. “Open your legs,” I said. I stroked my cock slowly, stepping forward.
She parted her strong thighs and licked her lips when the head of my cock was poised over them. I slapped the tip over her lips then rubbed it, coating her with precum. She opened her mouth, her tongue darting out to taste me.
“Good girl,” I praised.
I eased my cock into her mouth a little at a time. As much as I wanted to get on with it, I wanted to make sure she was comfortable. I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I was about to. She swallowed, urging me to slide farther inside. Her mouth was so warm and soft. I ran a broad hand over her throat, laying it gently across her smooth skin as it started to bulge.
I’ve always loved watching a woman’s throat stretch around my girth, but with Sorcha, it was even more satisfying. Perhaps it was her deep moans or the way she grabbed hold of my thighs. Or maybe it was how much sweeter she smelled as a new wave of desire flooded her.
“You’re doing perfect, my dove.” I slid a few more inches in and then drew back, pulling almost all the way out so she could catch her breath before sliding in once more. I did this again and again, feeding her more each time until finally I sank into her completely, my balls pressed against her pretty face.
I shut my eyes and just enjoyed the way her throat flexed around me. She was so fucking tight. Warm, and wet. She raised her hips, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the image. Sweet Sorcha – sprawled before me, my cock deep inside of her andstillshe had more to give. More that she was offering to me.
I slowly pulled back, letting her catch her breath, and then I started thrusting. Slow at first, until her grip on my thighs relaxed, inspiring me to pick up speed.
I slid a talon through the top of her underwear, one side and then the other, shredding them. I didn’t care that I was endingthe very game I had started early. I needed her taste in my mouth –I’d never had anyone last as long as she did, and it made me ravenous.
I leaned down and pressed my face between her thighs licking, nipping, and tongue-fucking her pussy like my life depended on it. All the while, I kept up my punishing pace. Steadily,thoroughlyfucking her mouth, though my thrusts were becoming more and more erratic as her flavor overloaded my senses.
I traded my mouth for my fingers when I felt her tightening. “Come, Sorcha. Come for me.” The words had barely left my mouth before she was gushing over my hand, her moans deep and guttural around my cock.
“Fuck,” I hissed. I eased back, pulling away until the tip of my cock rested in her mouth. She gasped around it, her body writhing, inviting me back inside. I smoothed a hand down her spit-slicked cheek, my other circling around the back of her neck. I let her get a few more breaths in before I slammed back down her throat.
This time I didn’t hold back. I cupped the back of her head and fucked herhard. The wet gurgling sounds she made as I bottomed out were music to my ears, driving me wild.
My release came sooner than I had intended, and I slammed into her, my thighs tightening around her face as I came. An animalistic roar tore out of me as cum shot down her throat. I could see the outline of my cock pulsing within her, flexing with every rope. I could have stayed like that all night, my hot cum filling her up, when she finally slapped my thigh.
I ground into her face, riding out the end of my orgasm when she slapped me again, harder this time. I pulled back a few inches and then thrust forward, enjoying the feel of her constricting around me as she gagged.
