Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
He grunts in appreciation, the noise vibrating through me, edging me on to take him deeper. I know he’s making me do this, and I shouldn’t feel turned on or joyful, but some fucked up part of me wants to please him. I want to show him that I can do this on my own. That I can take command and follow directions.
“I hope you’re enjoying yourself because Easton won’t give up control like this.” I want to ask him what he means by that, but that’s hard to do with a dick in my mouth. “Yeah, keep doing it, just like that. It feels amazing…” He encourages and my pussy clenches, my own arousal mounting.
I continue sucking him off, letting the world around me fade away. Forgetting why I’m here and why I am doing this. Forgetting that I have no money left for the month. Letting every single worry and fear disappear from my mind and forcing my concentration onto Cameron instead. On his manly scent, on his hands that map out my body. On his huge cock in my mouth.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come…” He groans. “I’m gonna come down your throat. You’re going to swallow every drop and prove to me that you can be a good girl.”
I nod my head as much as I can. His hands land on the back of my head, holding me still while he thrusts his length into my mouth three more times. I gag as he goes all the way down my throat, but I manage to remain calm, knowing that he is close and that the moment is almost over. Then, with one final thrust, I feel his warm release shoot down my throat.
His whole body tenses, and a loud groan fills the car. When he releases me, I lift my head, his cock sliding out and over my tongue, leaving behind a salty taste.
Sitting up, I move back a hair. With my hands in my lap, I just stare at him, taking in his body. He’s breathing heavy, his face and body are relaxed though, and I remember how I felt after they made me come. Like I was a feather floating down from heaven. Cameron’s eyes lift to mine, a euphoric fog clouding them. He looks so beautiful, so perfect, and less like the cruel evil monster I know he is.
Lifting his hand, I almost flinch away, but then realize he doesn’t intend to hurt me, he just wants to touch me, and so I let him cradle my face in the palm of his hand. Our eyes lock together, and he runs his thumb over my lip, wiping most likely his release away.
“Do you get it now?” he asks, his voice sleepy. “As long as you do as we say, we’ll give you pleasure. Fuck up, and don’t follow directions, and we will take from you. You do for us; we do for you.”
I nod because saying no won’t change anything. I’m at their mercy now. The best thing for me to do is do as they say, and hope Grams and I come out of this okay. Eventually, they’ll get tired of harassing me, right?
Then I remember what I saw earlier today.
“Someone was hanging up flyers about that guy. You know the guy…”
“Yes, we know. You don’t have to worry about that though,” Cam brushes it off, but I don’t believe him. How can I not worry about that? People are looking for him, people who clearly loved him and I have answers.
“Now, off you go, Grams is waiting.” He shoos me away while tucking himself back into his pants. “Oh, and one more thing…” Darkness flickers in his eyes, “Don’t you dare go home and make yourself come. Only we get to make you come. Pleasure yourself, and you’ll regret it.”
“I wasn’t going to,” I lie.
I was definitely going to, and I still just might.
8
Easton
“You did what?” I can’t believe this fucker.
“Calm down, it was just a blowjob,” Cameron tells me like it’s not a big deal. We’ve shared countless times before, but for some reason, the fact that he got his dick sucked by her without me being their speaks of betrayal, which makes zero sense to me because the girl means nothing to either of us.
“Just a blowjob?” I almost laugh, “One that I wasn’t part of. And after you gave me that big huge speech about her being a good girl and not being ready.” I can’t believe this fool.
“She wasn’t ready that night, not for both of us, plus, she didn’t listen to me, which is grounds for punishment to begin with. Also, I’m not gonna fuck her at her grams’ place. I’m kinky, but that shit is even too much for me.”
“At least tell me how it was, asshole.”
“It was… heaven. She is so… innocent.” He licks his lips, his eyes unfocused like he is remembering everything. I’ve never wanted to punch my friend in the face as much as I do right now.