Page 63 of Cruel Love
James had been between my legs, flicking his tongue over my clitwhile he plunged his thumb inside me. Without warning, he’d plunged two fingers into my back hole, pressing down on a spot that had me bucking off the bed as pleasure dominated me.
Much like I didn’t think I’d ever get to a point of wanting to be aroundJames, I didn’t think I would get to a point when I enjoyed having sex with him. But I did. In fact, I was growing to love sex with James, even if at times he was rough.
The orgasm was always worth it.
Ignoring the page I was supposed to be reading, my thighs clampedtogether as my core began to throb, and my panties slowly dampened. I closed my eyes as I let the memory dance in my head, remembering how James had dragged me on top of him and demanded I ride his cock.
Lost in my devious thoughts, I didn’t hear the approachingfootsteps.
“Mouse,” James barked.
I shot to my feet, guilt edging through me at being caught fantasizingabout him. Heat crept across my cheeks as James marched toward me, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
“Why are you looking at me like that, Willow?”he asked, his headtilting to one side as a knowing smirk played at his lips.
“Like what?”I replied, my mouth dry as I avoided his stare andwilled the blush on my cheeks to go away.
He grabbed my throat, something he hadn’t done all week, beforebringing his snarling face an inch away from mine.“I would have thought you’d have known by now not to lie to me.”His assessing eyes darted between mine before he loosened his grip fractionally, almost as if he were aware he might be hurting me.“Tell me, Mouse. If I were to shove my fingers in your cunt right this second, would I find you dripping wet?”
I swallowed, forcing a lump past James’ hand.“Yes.”
His lips pulled into a wicked smile as malice filled his eyes. My breathhitched, trepidation mixing with excitement creeping through me like it always did when he gave me that look.
“Were you playing with yourself?”
“No!”I blurted, horrified at his suggestion.“I’ve…never…”
His brows rose.“You’ve never made yourself come?”
Embarrassment curled through me as I shook my head.
“Hmm,”he said, releasing my throat. He quickly checked his watchbefore his heated gaze found mine once more.“I’ve got a plane to catch. This needs to be quick.”
Placing his hands on my shoulders, he pushed down hard, my kneesbuckling, and hitting the grass. One of his hands grabbed the back of my head, steadying me until he fisted my hair painfully. With the other, he freed himself from his pants, his hard length springing free.
“Open wide, Mouse,”he snarled, tugging my hair back.
At his command, my lips parted, and he drove his length in until hehit the back of my throat. I spluttered, trying to adjust to the sudden intrusion, but with his grip on the back of my head, it was almost impossible. No matter how many times James had fucked my throat, I stillcouldn’t get used to the initial moment when he rammed his cock as far down my throat as he could, always hitting my gag reflex.
He pulled out, giving me a second to gasp in air before he thrust inagain.“Christ. I’ll never get enough of your mouth around my cock,”he hissed as he began roughly jutting his hips forward.
Tears stung my eyes as I gagged on his length, but between mylegs, the throbbing in my core intensified as tingles spread through my body. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to alleviate the pressure beginning to build.
James pulled my hair back, a string of saliva trailing from my mouthto the tip of his swollen cock.
“Put your hand in your panties, Mouse,”James panted, his eyeshooded as he looked down at me.“Rub your clit while I fuck your throat. Make yourself come.”
As he pressed his cock back into my mouth, I reached a shaky handinto my panties. My finger swiped through my slick juices until I found my pulsing clit. As I pressed against it and rubbed it in a small circle, a bolt of pleasure shot straight into my core.
James grunted as he drove in and out of my mouth, hitting the backof my throat each time and making me splutter. But even with his rough movements, I couldn’t stop moans escaping me and floating into the air as my climax built inside me.
“Faster, Mouse,”James ordered, his other hand joining the onealready on my head, and holding me completely immobile as he took control.“Rub your clit faster, I want you to finish at the same time I feed you my come.”
I desperately rubbed my sensitive nub, the need to come taking overas my jaw began to ache from taking James’ cock.
“Come on, Willow,”he growled, his voice low and demanding as hisbody began to tense, telling me he was about to come.
I rubbed faster, not wanting to disappoint him, and with another fewrubs, fireworks exploded in my body. A cry tried to leave me, but with James’ cock blocking my throat, all that rang out was a muffled scream, followed by James hissing as he emptied his warm load down my throat.
