Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38855 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
“Jesus. You’re going to make me cum too fast.” He grunts. “I want to enjoy this. Stay still.”
I’m panting as he pulls away, leaving me shaking, saliva dripping down my chin as he turns to the pile of clothes on the floor and whips his belt from the loops on his jeans, stepping behind me and crouching down.
“Hands. Behind your back.” His breath is hot on my back as I comply. The leather loops around my wrists, tugging my shoulders tight as the sound of the buckle clicks and my hands are suddenly immobile, resting against my ass as he comes back around, his cock demanding as he presses it without another word to my mouth.
“Suck.” He barks, and instead of fear I’m more aroused than ever. “Get those lips open, do as you’re told, little one.”
I answer with action, opening my lips as he shoves half of his length deep in one thrust, choking me as tears spring to my eyes.
“You’re going to beg me to fuck that sweet mouth of yours from now on, aren’t you? You’ll beg to show me your purpose. To please me. Beg for my cum. Beg me to let you swallow what I give you.”
His movements turn more fevered as I choke, tears dripping down my cheeks and mixing with my own spit as it coats my chin. The softness is gone. He’s using me to jerk himself off in my mouth and the rational part of me says he’s being cruel, but other parts of me have never felt more alive.
His cock grows even more impossibly hard and full in my mouth, cutting off my air as I pull at the belt around my wrists, his hands clutching at my skull, fucking into my face with no conscience.
“Yes.” He hisses as gurgling, guttural sounds come from me. He looks down and I see him through hazy tears, imagining how horrible I must look. As that thought crosses through my mind, Mathias chases it away. “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful and sexy than you giving everything to please me. Relax, I want down your throat.”
He slows his movements, instead easing the head of his cock to my tonsils as my throat squeezes around the unfamiliar intrusion.
“Shhhh, look at me and swallow.” His voice is deep, soothing, and with more gentle pressure I follow his commands, swallowing around the enormous swollen helmet blocking my airway. “Fuck, Jesus, that’s fucking amazing.” He grits out, his eyes closing as his head drops back and his pleasure only makes me want to give him more.
I swallow again, and again, feeling my throat massage his cock and then it seems to pass this invisible point and ease another inch forward, and the gagging eases.
He drops his gaze back to mine and there is pride in his eyes.
“You are fucking perfect. Perfect for me. Perfect.”
He rocks deeper as I bob my head forward, controlling the rhythm and learning to gasp a furious gurgling breath around him when I’m able. He has utter control over my life at this moment, but I have no fear.
Instead, as he grunts, his body hardening, I’m close to my own orgasm. When the curse words begin to flow from Mathias and the first salty jets of his release fill my throat, I feel myself near the edge.
“God, I fucking love you...”
Those are the last words I hear before my own orgasm blinds me, and no other thoughts exist except for his pleasure which seems to only feed my own.
Spurts of hot cream fill my throat, over and over, as I desperately try to swallow. He draws back, allowing my first full breath in minutes as I drink him down, feeling the twitching of his climax along his shaft, cum and spit running from my mouth down my chest as my own orgasm heats me from inside and I moan around his cock, struggling to keep every drop he’s given me inside my mouth.
“That cock is yours now. It will be your job to take care of it from now on. Just like I’m going to take care of you.” He grunts as he relieves my mouth of every inch, leaving me gasping and panting as he takes a knee in front of me. “You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I meant what I said a minute ago, Astrid.”
I clear my throat as he reaches around and releases my hands, taking them in his and guiding them to his chest, where I feel the thumping of his heart.
He pinches my chin, centering his eyes on me. “I fucking love you.”
10
Mathias
IT’S BEEN TWO DAYS since that blow job.
Afterwards, I wasn’t entirely sure it wasn’t all a dream. It took me a good ten minutes to get my bearings, and get the blood flowing back to my brain.