Chapter 82
Chapter 82:
“Do you want my cock to fill you p>
“Y-yes…” ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ.net
“Do you want me to fuck you hard p>
“Fuck yesss p>
He chuckled and abruptly got up from the bed. “Come on, on your back. Let me fill your mouth with my cock,” he commanded. He guided my bound wrists to my chest as he knelt above me, his legs framing my head. With one hand, he fed his cock into my mouth. “So gorgeous,” he praised, and I moaned around him, my mouth full. His other hand moved from his cock to mine, jerking me off in rhythm with his thrusts. I gagged more than once as he continued to fuck my mouth, his movements relentless and intoxicating.
I know I was leaking pre-cum when his finger tapped my slit, and I shuddered when he told me not to come.
“Fuck. Your throat feels so good. You’ll sound so sexy tomorrow. And I’ll know I’m the cause. Now I’m going to suck you off and I want you to stop yourself from coming. Can you do that? I’ll give you your reward if you can, I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll come just by being fucked p>
“Yes, damn it Dion, do it p>
His cock was deep in my throat, my next words were nonexistent. But I still moaned, and I moaned louder as he sucked me off and I fought my orgasm. His body was heavy on top of me and my hands were trapped between our bodies, but all I could think about was not letting myself come. Not yet.
He must’ve felt my struggle because he moved quickly and got between my legs, parted my thighs and thrust hard into me. “Hold it. You’re so fucking tight.” His hand was on my wrists, taking them above my head as he licked and sucked along my arm until he reached my mouth and his kiss became hot and sexy, knowing that I had just had his cock there less than minutes before. But what turned me on even more was when his other hand moved to my neck, choking me slightly as he fucked me with his cock and tongue fucked my mouth at the same time.
“When I tell you to come, I want you to come for me.” His voice was firm, demanding, and I couldn’t respond. His grip on my neck tightened, cutting off my breath as my cock grew painfully hard. I struggled to breathe, but he didn’t stop, his lips pressing against mine in a relentless kiss. My vision blurred, spots dancing behind my closed eyelids as the overwhelming sensations took hold. I clenched my ass instinctively, bracing myself as his hand came down again and again, the sharp sting merging with the heat building inside me.
The friction between our bodies was constant, each movement sending waves of pleasure through me. My cock throbbed, desperate for release, and his grip on my neck only intensified the experience, pushing me closer to the edge. “Come,” he commanded, his voice unwavering. And I did, unable to resist, my body surrendering completely to his control.
“Come p>
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But that one sexy word made me explode and my body shook violently. I felt him loosen his grip on me after he reached his climax. His kiss was peppery and sweet, but I was dead to the world, riding the high of my climax with a huge smile on my face.
“You look so damn happy, Mr. Davenport. I’ll get the beer.” He kissed my chest and got out of bed. I could hear the snap of a condom being discarded and a door opening. I didn’t even notice the handcuffs were gone.
That night I returned from Dion’s place well after midnight. He offered to stay, but I had a big meeting the next day, so I went back to my place with a smile on my face.
One of the best orgasms I’ve had in a long time after Ghazi. Oh fuck. Why do I still remember his name, I don’t need to compare him with anyone. He’s dead to me. Because apparently that is exactly what I was to him.