Page 149 of Damaged Mogul

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I hold her gaze.

Her hand is back on my ass.

I tap her face. “Show me you deserve my cock down your throat.”

She swallows around the head of my cock, and I fold over.

I regain my composure.

I thrust in and out of her mouth, and she takes it.

“You’re perfect. Knelt in front of me, swallowing my cock. You’re a good little slut.”

She sobs.

“Suck me dry.”

More sobbing.

Her hands come up to fist the length of my cock she can’t get in her mouth.

If I could still think straight, I’d protest.

But the way she grips me, rubbing up and down as I fuck her mouth is so hedonistic, I let it slide.

I tighten my hold on her hair, controlling her movement as I thrust in and out of her mouth.

“Gorge on my thick cock.”

She moans, the reverberation traveling to my balls.

In and out.

In and out.

I don’t hold back.

She doesn’t tap out.

I didn’t expect this much from her.

Her saliva drips over my swollen balls.

Fuck, yeah.

“Oh, shit, Lily. You’re gonna make me come hard.” My voice is trembling.

Her hand lets go of my cock and cups around my balls, squeezing the right amount of pressure.

By the time I register it’s too late.

“Oh God,” I say. “Oh fuck.”

With herculean effort, I pull my cock out of her mouth.

Confusion is painted all over her beautiful face. “I’m not doing it right?”

“You are.”

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