Page 97 of Tall, Royal Hater
“And if your mouth is full?”
One breath. “Two taps.”
I let my mouth tip into a slight smile. “That’s a good girl.” She shuddered even as her brows pinched tighter. They quickly flew up when I pulled her back by the hair. “Take my dick out.”
I tucked my jumper up as Mariyah’s hands rose from my thighs, dare I say eagerly, and she pulled both my trousers and boxers down to my knees unceremoniously. I let out a silent exhale, relieved to have my dick out of its confines as it hung thick and heavy before her face. It preened under her fixed stare before she wrapped one hand around the base.
Just that one touch sent pleasure firing down my thighs and up to my head, making my body quake, but I gritted my teeth around a moan and stayed perfectly still. Fuck, had being touched by a woman ever felt so good before? Or was it just Mariyah who elicited such an intense sensation…
Trying to distract myself from the consuming feeling, I arched a taunting brow. “I thought it was a peanut, so what’s the hand for?”
She gave me a squeeze as she scowled, and I hissed with a jolt. Amusement danced through her gaze, but before I could chide her, she opened her mouth and licked up the underside of my length.
My stomach contracted, my head fell back, and my neck strained as wave after wave of pleasure trampled on my lungs, forcing a long, low groan out of me. Her warm tongue swirled up and around my crown. I inhaled sharply and looked down to watch her suck on me. Her stare was brimming with smugness while her tongue kept drawing lazy circles.
Anger stroked up the back of my neck.
Fuck, no.She could enjoy sucking me off all she wanted, but no fucking way was I going to allow her to think she held the power right then.
A growl tore up my throat as I tightened my hands in her hair to the point she winced. “Open your fucking mouth now.”
Her lips parted on an inhale, and I took the opportunity without remorse.
I shoved my thick length into the warm wetness of her mouth down to her hand. The delicious feeling caused a roar to explode through my pulse. Mariyah’s eyes popped wide as her hand around my dick lurched off in shock and curled into the side of my thigh. Without missing a beat, I eased what I could of those inches into her mouth until I met the resistance of her throat. I groaned, my eyes burning from the intense pleasure as her throat convulsed, tightening and rippling around me.
Her fingers dug viciously into my thighs, her arms extending to push me away while she tried to draw back, but my hands in her hair didn’t allow her much leeway.
Watching like a hawk, I pulled her back slowly, and just before I slipped from between her stretched lips, I pitched my hips and shoved her down, thrusting to the back of her throat again. Forest fires spread all through me as she gagged again. Her eyes watered, and she struggled and choked, nails clawing into the muscle under my skin.
“Fuck, yes,” I hissed, dragging her back. “Gag on me.” I thrust forward and forced her down, not so deep as before. “Choke on my cock.”Drag. “Choke on what you called a peanut.”Thrust. “You didn’t want to talk, so use that dirty mouth to make me feel good instead.”Drag. Thrust. Drag. Thrust.“Daddy’s going to fuck your throat so hard.” Faster. “And you’re going to love it, Mariyah.”
I grunted the last few words, holding her head still as Ithrust, thrust, thrust.
A tear slipped down her reddened cheek as her lashes flickered and her eyes rolled back. Fuck, she was loving it. She was drooling and moaning and lapping her tongue around at every chance as I nailed her throat. She tried to bob her head when my tingling fingers grew slack in her hair, and I allowed her a few moments of freedom. When she tightened her suction, Isnapped forward on a hard thrust and a feral growl, making another tear fall from her wet lashes.
Panting, I eased back until only the tip of my dripping length sat between her swollen lips. I held myself there as she sucked in huge gulps of air, her exhales spiking arrows of pleasure down my cock. Saliva dripped from her chin as another stray tear rolled down.
“Look at you,” I rasped.Fucking stunning.
I took my dick in one hand and tugged her face up towards the ceiling. She was putty in my hands, mouth hanging open, eyes unfocused, as I tapped my crown against her hot tongue.
“You enjoyed having my dick down your throat, didn’t you?” It was a rhetorical question. Not that she would’ve been able to answer anyway as I inched in a bit then pulled back and repeated the process a couple of times. “The only thing missing from your ruined face is my cum.” I knocked my wet dick against her cheek. “It’d look so good mixed with your saliva and tears.” One of her hands eased off my thigh as I drew my dick across her spit-covered chin. “One day. But not today.”
I lifted my length, ready to shove back in her mouth.
Just in time to watch her hand dip between her spread thighs and rub at her pussy over her panties.
I growled in annoyance, let go of my dick, and slapped my wet hand right across her breasts. She whimpered in surprise. “I didn’t say you could touch yourself. Move your hand now.” Emotions warred across her beautiful, messy face. “Now.”
She winced as my hand pulled on her hair, but with a frustrated little noise, she moved her hand to rest atop her thigh.
“Better,” I said, then crouched down, keeping my hand in her hair. “I told you. Unless you ask for what you want, you won’t get anything. So, if you want to touch yourself or you want me to touch you, you have to ask nicely. Until then, your pretty cunt will remain covered and empty.”
Her brows bunched as she stubbornly gritted her teeth.
Such an impossible fucking menace.
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