Page 147 of Damaged Mogul
My eyes roll into the back of my head.
Dammit.
How the hell did she turn the tables on me?
This was supposed to beherpunishment. Why am I the one being tortured?
I take control back from her.
I grip her hair even tighter, forcing her attention to me.
“Clearly, I don’t need to show you any mercy.”
That’s all the warning she gets.
I tilt my hips back before thrusting forwards, pushing my full length between her lips, cramming my cock into her mouth.
She closes her eyes at the impact.
I give her cheek a few taps. “Eyes on me. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
She opens them.
What an obedient little sub.
I fuck her mouth.
And I’m not gentle.
She doesn’t protest.
Not even a whimper.
I keep up my shallow thrusts.
Her mouth is too sweet.
Her hands work their way up my thighs, and I choke when she gropes my ass cheeks and squeezes hard.
I didn’t see that coming.
“You wanna play dirty?”
She smiles around my cock.
“I’m happy to oblige.”
As I slide in and out between her lips, her body moves rhythmically to meet my next thrust. Her big, beautiful eyes are pinned to mine.
I lose myself in those violet sapphire gems as I pick up the pace.
My cadence is punishing, but she welcomes my thrusts.
She drools all over my cock.
I give her cheek a harder tap this time. “My dirty slut can still take it?”
She nods.
