Page 47 of Sweet Vengeance
“Oh my God. Will you put it in your mouth?”
How fucking sweet and hot is it to have him ask me that?
“Only because I’m dying to taste it, because I’m in control here, remember? You want me to unleash that naughty side of you.”
“Yes…please.”
As much as I’d like to draw this out, keep it going until he’s losing his mind beneath me, I can’t hold myself back anymore. I want my first taste of dick, and there’s no one else I’d be this hungry for other than him.
I suck Ollie into my mouth, try to think of what’s been done to me, what feels good. I use my hand along with my mouth, stroking and sucking him, bobbing on him like a starving man.
And I am starving.
For him.
I pay a lot of attention to the head, flicking my tongue along the bottom of his glans. Ollie makes needy, hungry sounds. His hand threads through my hair again, pulling, and he’s moaning, losing himself to the pleasure.
“You feel so good. I can’t believe you’re doing this. Oh God, are you really doing this? What if it’s a dream? Please don’t let me wake up,” he rambles.
I pull off him, unable to hold back my smile. Why iseverything he does so fucking cute? “You’re not dreaming. I’m going to make you come now.”
I sink my mouth down onto his cock again. I can’t take him quite as deep as I’d like. When I do, I gag slightly.
Ollie doesn’t seem to mind. He keeps pulling my hair, making it hurt, alternating between dropping his head back and closing his eyes, then looking down at me, each time like he really can’t believe I’m there.
I lap at his balls, suck them, feel them jerk against my tongue while I jack him off. When his breathing picks up, when his legs are tight and his thighs trembling, I take him into my mouth again, force myself to choke on him, make my own eyes water, which goes straight to my dick and makes it throb while I rut against the mattress. Choking on his dick obviously gets me going.
“Cillian…oh…I’m going…I can’t. I’m going to come.”
He must not have believed me when I said I would swallow his load. He tries to pull me off him, but I don’t let him, meeting his gaze and trying to show him I want it.
Ollie loosens his hold, let’s me continue to make him fuck my mouth.
When his balls draw up, his body tensing beneath me, the first spurt of his salty cum hits my tongue. It’s thick and potent, and I swallow it down, hungry for anything Ollie gives me.
He shoots again and again, some of it leaking out the side of my mouth, but I take all of it that I can, eager to be the best dick sucker Ollie has ever had. For the rest of his life, he’ll remember this moment, remember me and crave the pleasure I gave him.
“I can’t…you swallowed. Holy shit. Cillian O’Shea just swallowed my load.”
I wipe my mouth with my hand, collect the cum there,then trace his lips with my finger. “Lick it off.”
Heat flares in his gaze, uncertainty too, but then my brave little kitten does as told, licking his release off his lips, then taking my fingers into his mouth and sucking them. He grabs my hand when I try to pull it back, keeping me there, his tongue caressing my finger, his mouth suctioning it like a cock. Like he’s dying for it.
Yes, I found myself a dirty boy.
“What do you want?” I ask, forcing myself to pull my fingers out of his hold.
“I want…I want to do it to you too.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Ollie
My head isbuzzing, my skin tingling. I can’t believe that just happened, can’t believe Cillian sucked me off.
What world is this?
It’s not my first blowjob, but it is my first from someone like him, and honestly, I have more experience giving than receiving. That was… I don’t quite have words for what that was, and might not have any words ever for the rest of my life. What I do know is I’mdyingto suck Cillian’s dick too.
