Page 148 of Damaged Mogul

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I let loose.

I hit the back of her throat.

Christ.

She gags, her eyes watering.

I cock an eyebrow, waiting for her reaction.

She responds by slapping my ass.

“Oh, you’re going to get it now.” I tighten my grip on her hair, exerting my dominance over her.

I swing my hips back before thrusting inside her mouth with force.

I do it again.

And again.

And again.

She has no choice but to take what I give her.

More tears stream down her face.

“Too much?”

She shakes her head, her watery eyes blinking up at me.

“Too much?”

She shakes her head again.

“Good girl.”

Not that the training wheels were ever on, but now, I go for it.

I lose myself between her lips, pumping in and out of her with a hand holding her head down, so I can go real deep.

“Take every fucking inch of me.”

I swear she’s giddy as she sucks my cock.

“Jesus. That mouth of yours is going to be the death of me.”

She sucks harder and deeper.

I hit the back of her throat again.

This is so fucking hot, it’s a struggle to keep my thoughts from becoming scrambled.

Her mouth is stripping all the power out of me.

One of her hands slides off my ass and goes between her legs.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” My tone brooks no argument.

She whimpers around my cock, her eyes pleading.

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