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Sarah moans and whimpers around my dick as it invades her throat. It takes time for her to get a good momentum going, but once she does, the pleasure rushes through my body in waves. Her lips glide up and down my length. Over and over, until I’m struggling to hold back, but it feels too good to give in. I want to enjoy her hungry little mouth as long as I possibly can.
And she’s finally comfortable enough for me to get a little rough.
“I’m going to fill your fucking mouth,” I groan, my hand moving to her head, tangling her blonde bob around my fingers. “And you’re going to swallow it, because you’re my goodlittlegirl.”
I feel her groan of protest over being calledlittle,but hold her on my cock so she can’t pull away.
“No, no,” I say. “You’re not going anywhere until I’m done with you.”
I hold her head steady and pump my dick into her mouth. She’s tense for a few thrusts, then she relaxes, and I feel her tongue caressing me every time I go deep. Her gentle, timid suckling is replaced by desperate slurps. She’s trying to make me come now.
But I’m going to make her earn it.
I’m going to fuck her mouth.
CHAPTER 13
Sarah
Big Boyd feels even bigger in my mouth.
I wanted to protest when he called me his little girl, because I feel less like one than ever, but it made my core clench so tight I thought I was going to erupt with a spontaneous orgasm.
Now I’m teetering on the edge. I was exhausted after his tongue tortured me with orgasm after orgasm until I could barely see straight. Tasting his pleasure has stoked the fire back to life.
His roughness is doing the rest.
I can’t resist sliding a hand between my thighs while Boyd pumps his dick into my mouth. I stroke my swollen clit while I suck, lick, and beg for his release with every whimpering breath. Except that means it’ll be over, and I don’t want it to end.
The way his hand is tangled in my hair. The urgency in his movements. The gasps of pleasure on every exhale that rattleshis chest. It’s like molten lava flowing from my core and filling me with needs I’ve never even imagined.
The one that rushes to the surface toys with my mind.
Ineedto be his good little girl.
Especially right now, while his cock is thundering into my throat and showing no sign of slowing down. I thought he was close, but then he took control, and he’s using my mouth for his pleasure.
He’sfuckingit and my mouth isn’t the only place I’m going to feel him.
I adjust to the rhythm and do my best to please him while I strum my clit. I’m aching for another release now—almost as much as I’m anticipating his. But his movements suddenly slow, and his hand grabs my wrist.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he growls. “I’m the only one who gets to make you come tonight.”
I whimperI’m sorryaround his girth, then several hard slaps sting my ass.
“You’ll get a lot more of that after you make me come. It’s going to be more than a few playful slaps like I planned,” he warns, tightening his grip on my hair and resuming the forceful thrusts. “Touching yourself without my permission is automatically three strikes, so you’re getting another spanking like you got this morning.”
The threat of another spanking like the one I got earlier should fill me with dread, but the only thing filling me is Boyd’s hard cock. I feel myself getting wetter, even though I’m not touchingmyself anymore. My body is reacting with more traitorous arousal—or maybe it’s not as traitorous as I want to believe.
I taste more pre-cum on my tongue as I swirl it against Boyd’s length. I can’t do much more with him so deep in my throat. I can barely even breathe between his hungry thrusts.
Boyd speeds up until he’s hammering my mouth hard enough to bruise my lips, but I don’t care. I want every moment of his pleasure. To feel it. To taste it. To know he’s getting a dose of the same euphoria I got when he ravaged me with his tongue.
“Oh, fuck,” he groans, and I can tell he’s getting closer to his climax.
I follow his motions as his grip tightens on my hair. His cock crashes into my throat so quickly I give up on breathing and focus on making it feel good for him. I taste more saltiness on my tongue, then he gasps for air, and I feel him throb in my throat.
A second later, his hot seed floods my mouth.
