Page 77 of Crash
Quynh realized she had never tasted him before, and now all she wanted to do was feel him sliding against hertongue. She wanted to taste the bead of pre-cum and see if she could coax more out of him. She wondered how long it would take for him to explode down her throat.
Clenching her thigh at the unbearable ache which had intensified since seeing him, she looked up to meet his eyes. With one hand still wrapped around his cock, he pointed to her and then to the ground.
“Get on your knees, sunshine.” His command was low, but it left no room for argument. “You’re going to learn what happens when you misbehave.”
It looks like she’d get her wish after all.
Slowly, Quynh lowered herself to her knees. She sat back on her heels and looked up at Griffin. He seemed so large and imposing standing above her. She knew without a doubt he would never hurt her. Not unless it was something she wanted. And right now, she wanted his brand of punishment.
In her kneeling position, she was even achier with her heels pressed into her groin. Quynh resisted the urge to rub herself against her own feet as she waited for Griffin to make a move.
His eyes were hooded with lust as he gave himself leisurely strokes. Griffin seemed pleased with what he saw as he took a couple of steps to breach the distance between them.
“Now, open your mouth, sunshine,” he said as he rubbed the tip of his cock across her lips, rubbing the pre-cum over her face like he was painting. “You’re going to let me fuck that sweet throat of yours until I come, and you’re going to swallow every last drop of it, you hear me?”
Quynh gave a jerky nod and opened her mouth as moisture soaked through her panties at his order. Her hands gripped her thighs when he pushed the tip of his cock into her parted lips, the taste of his pre-cum making her quiver with arousal. She fought the urge to moan as he continued to feed his cock into her willing mouth.
“Good girl.” His hand gripped her hair as he angled her head the way he wanted. “Ah, fuck, you look so good with my cock in your mouth. I hope you’re ready because this will not be sweet. Tap my thigh three times if you want me to stop.”
His warning was barely out of his mouth before he started thrusting his hips. Griffin’s thick cock slid in and out of her mouth. She tried to suction her lips around his length, but he grabbed her head with both hands and increased the pace of his thrusts.
When he hit the back of her throat, it brought tears to her eyes. He worked his way into her throat and held her head at the base of his cock, limiting her ability to breathe for what seemed like hours before pulling out and allowing her to take in a much-needed breath.
Quynh’s saliva was everywhere. Tears streamed downher face every time he hit the back of her throat and withheld her breath. It was messy. Sloppy. Wet.
She was so turned on she could come on the spot. All she needed was a gentle touch against her clit, and she’d erupt.
“Don’t you dare touch that pussy. It’s mine,” he growled as he yanked her head back, bending over her to snarl in her face. Quynh hadn’t realized her hand had inched its way toward her aching center. “Do you hear me?”
She nodded frantically. The tight grip on her hair was almost too painful, but she liked the bite of pain, judging by the fresh wave of arousal that gushed out of her center.
“Good girl. Now suck my cock.”
She opened her mouth obediently as he shoved his cock deep inside her throat, making her gag on his cock.
“Fuck, that’s it. Choke on my cock, sunshine.” His pace quickened as his balls tightened. “I’m close.”
It was the only warning she got before he shoved her head down his length until her nose touched the coarse hair at the base of his cock. Her hands came up reflexively to grip his thighs, helpless in his strong grip. His cock jerked and spasmed as hot spurts of cum spilled down her throat. In her position, she could barely breathe, much less swallow, as her saliva mixed in with his semen. Her throat spasmed reflexively as she gagged around his cock.
Finally, he pulled out, and she gulped in lungfuls ofair, trying to catch her breath. Griffin gripped her gently under the chin and tipped her head back so he could look at her face. He made a sound of approval as he used a thumb to wipe the corner of her mouth. He shoved the thumb into her mouth, and her lips closed around the digit reflexively. Griffin groaned as she sucked and pulled out his thumb with a pop.
“God, you look so good like this. I’ve been wanting to see you on your knees, choking on my cock, ever since I laid eyes on you. You’re better than what I envisioned.” Griffin bent down and kissed her hard on the lips, uncaring that the taste of him still lingered on her tongue.
Pulling back, Griffin tucked his semi-hard cock back into his jeans but left it undone before he bent down to pick her up under her arms. He hoisted her up and carried her bridal style into the adjacent bedroom.
He tossed her onto her unmade bed and pounced on top of her.
“Let’s take care of this needy pussy, yeah?” She yelped as he yanked her pants and underwear off of her in one swift movement and dove in like a man starved.
She tossed her head back and groaned as his lips and tongue moved over her. Griffin’s tongue teased at her opening, applying enough pressure to drive her crazy. Quynh was embarrassed; she was so close to the edge already, and he’d barely begun. Her thighs clenched around his head as she felt the telltale signs of herbuilding climax. The pressure intensified as he switched gears and teased her clit with his wicked tongue. He flicked at the oversensitive bud as he worked two fingers into her slick opening. Instead of thrusting his fingers, he curled them as he laved her clit with attention. Her toes curled as her orgasm crested, making her thighs shake as she came on his tongue with a scream.
The pleasure rolled through her in waves as Griffin kept up his ministrations, wringing every ounce of her pleasure like a pro. She collapsed against the bed in a boneless heap and fought to catch her breath, the edges of her vision returning as reality came crashing down.
She closed her eyes as Griffin climbed out of bed. Quynh listened as he made his way into the bathroom. The sound of the water running seemed louder in the quiet space. She held still when he approached the bed and ran a damp towel between her legs.
She loved how he always took care of her needs before his own. And the way his touch was always so gentle. So reverent, as if he worshiped her body.
Tears clung to her lashes as she suppressed a sob. She wasn’t sure why she was crying, other than the fact she walked away from this. From Griffin. He didn’t deserve what she did.Shedidn’t deserve a man like Griffin in her life.
