No, having her suck my dick is a mistake.
I’m already close to blowing, and once her lips touch me, I know it’ll be torture in the best way. I don’t give a fuck that we’re here and not in my room and on my bed. I promised myself this would last longer, and I plan to take my goddamn time. Just have to keep thinking of old hags and infected tattoos. Anything to keep me from enjoying the moment completely and letting go.
This might be the hardest trial of my life.
I grab the base of my dick and hold the tip up to her lips, painting them with her arousal. She just looks at me with wide eyes, and I grit my teeth from coming just from looking at her like this alone. She’s naked. Not a stitch on her. Half kneeling, half sitting on stairs that put her at the perfect height as I stand a few steps below. She might be a fighter, but her skin looks flawless. No giant scars that give away her being anything but sexy as fuck.
And all mine.
“Open,” I demand, then slowly push my cock between her parted lips. I don’t fuck her mouth like I did her pussy. I don’t want to scare her into never doing this again. It was different when I was in her tight snatch. I’ve been therebefore, know it can fit me. Down her throat, though? Pretty sure only circus performers can take me fully.
But I don’t give a fuck, because my girl has her lips around my head and is sucking her essence off me. And she’s loving it from the moans and groans coming out of her, each one sending a vibration through her mouth that just has me edging a bit at a time toward the back of her throat. She doesn’t protest, but her eyes water even as she keeps them closed now that half my thick cock is tickling the back of her throat.
She doesn’t have a gag reflex apparently, but I’m not going to chance her taking more than she needs to. Especially not for the first time. I’m all for going again, building up her tolerance for me. I plan to be in her mouth, pussy, ass—whatever she wants, wherever she wants, just as long as we keep doing this.
I didn’t like us fighting before. Glad that part is over. I don’t know if it’ll come back up or if we’re both good with ignoring it till it explodes against us down the road. And it will come back. I want her safe, and till we catch the stalker, that might be a problem. Also, I really don’t like her getting hurt, but I think I can live with watching her fight. As long as I get a pass to beat on anyone who takes it too far.
Still have to run that part by her. I doubt she’ll say yes or even agree to any of my terms, but I’ve got to voice them. If I don’t, I won’t be able to live with myself.
“Oh, baby, you’re doing so well.”
She blinks open her eyes, and another tear rolls down her cheek. I shudder at the sight, fighting to not come down her throat.
And then she swallows.
Goddammit.
I pull out quickly and slide my hands under her arms, pulling her up and sitting her on the banister. She grabs the rails above her for the second flight, but she needn’t worry. I won’t let her fall. Ever.
I catch my breath, leaning my forehead to hers. “Fuck,” I pant and shut my eyes to focus on counting. I need more time. But she’s so freaking perfect that I can’t hold off much longer.
Opening my eyes, I see she’s staring at me with just as much desire in her eyes as I feel in my soul.
“Okay, don’t think too much about this, but I’m about to fuck you like I hate you.”
She nods rapidly, and that’s all I need to thrust my cock back inside her and fuck her like I’ve dreamed of doing every night since I met her.
Her scream ricochets off the walls, and I know someone, maybe all of them, can hear us. But even if the building collapses right now, I’m not stopping.
She’s going to be sore tomorrow. She’s probably sore right now. But I can’t slow down. I need more. I need it all.
“Come with me.”
She shakes her head, and I cup the back of it to connect our foreheads, speaking softly to her as I continue to fuck her like she’s no one special. But she is. She definitely is.
“Please, baby. I need it. I need you to come. Do it for me.”
She shakes her head against my skin. “I… I can’t.”
I move my hand down and grab her boob, massaging it as she moans from the contact. I’m still mostly dressed, andshe’s on full display, giving me access to do whatever the fuck I want.
“Do it, baby. Come on.”
She keeps shaking her head as if she thinks she can deny me. But she can’t.
I tug on her nipple, pulling a guttural scream from her that also floods her pussy. She might say no and scream as if she hates it, but her body is telling me a different story.
I slide my face along her jaw till my lips touch her ear. “Come on, Menace. Don’t be a bitch and just lie there and take it.”
