Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“I’m going to try.” He opened his mouth wide in invitation, and I teased his tongue with the tip.
He groaned as I slid my cock back and forth over his lips, letting it barely dip into his mouth as I tested the heat of him. It was killing me not to thrust right in. I wanted to grip the sides of his head and hold him still while I choked him. I wanted to let go and fuck him brutally until I came down his throat, but I wasn’t going to hurt him.
He was offering himself up to me for whatever misguided reason. I was going to give him what he wanted—what I wanted—but I wasn’t going to hurt him.
It took every bit of self-control I had to go slowly. I pushed into him and felt him swallow around me, then pulled out just as carefully, enjoying the rough slickness of his tongue.
Corey grasped my hips and lifted his head, deliberately trying to take more.
I gave him what he wanted, pushing deep. He gagged around me, and I pulled back. The little slut was smiling, looking up at me like he was so fucking eager for me to use his mouth. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I drove into him all the way. He choked around me as he swallowed me whole, and I held myself there, cutting off his air. The slick walls of his throat felt like heaven. They convulsed around me, and it was all I could do not to come that fucking fast.
I pulled out quickly.
Corey wiped his face and sucked in air. “More,” he demanded. “God, your cock feels so good.”
He liked this. He wasn’t scared. He wanted it, and I gave it to him. I thrust into him again and again, and he took it, choking, gagging, but still wanting more.
“Touch yourself,” I ordered.
He reached for his cock, and I groaned as he wrapped his hand around it and started stroking. He lifted his hips to meet his hand. A pool of pre-cum had formed on his stomach. No matter how hard I used his throat, he’d stayed hard, and it was so fucking hot to see how much he liked sucking me off.
I didn’t think I was going to last much longer. “Don’t stop,” I ordered him. “I want to watch you come with my dick down your throat.”
He hummed around me, and I almost lost it.
His hand moved faster and faster. I fucked his mouth as he worked his cock.
When his muscles stiffened and he drove into his hand one final time, I stopped, needing to watch as cum shot from his cock again and again. I’d done that. I’d made him come by filling up his throat with my cock.
My last thread of restraint snapped. I drove into his mouth again and again until pleasure overtook me. The world went dark. There was nothing but need as I pumped out my cum.
When my release finally ended, I realized Corey was pushing against my thighs, fighting for air.
I pulled back. “Fuck. Are you okay?”
He gave me a drunken smile. “So good. I… No one ever….”
I’d just throat-fucked a man, and it had been unbelievable. The way he’d responded to me. The way he looked up at me now. My leg gave, and I nearly fell. I hadn’t even noticed it had seized up.
Corey reached for me. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.” I braced myself on the side of the bed. He rolled over, and I grimaced. “Now you’re messing up my comforter.”
He waved that off, and I studied him. His lips were swollen, his eyes still watery, yet he wanted to help me.
“Sit down and let me massage it for you.”
“I don’t know if I can sit down.”
“Would you let me touch you?”
I sighed, hating that he had to ask that. Hating that I was unsure how I felt about it. I wanted him desperately. I could hardly deny that after what we’d just done, but I wasn’t good with touch, even before I was so badly scarred.
You were fine when he massaged your arm earlier.
No, I was not fine. I was….
Feeling something for the first time in a long time.
He slid off the bed, still naked, so fucking beautiful, cum glistening on his abdomen. He took my arm and helped me ease down onto the bed, leaving my leg straight.
I huffed. “I don’t want you to see me like this.”
“Nothing about this makes you any less deadly. Like you said, you can still aim true no matter what.”
“I’m not the man I used to be.” And I should never have taken advantage of him.
15
COREY
Ifrowned, not wanting Dom to regret what we’d done. “Is anyone the same after what you’ve been through? Will I be after this?”
Dom reached for my hand and squeezed it. “I want you to be. I want you to be able to go back to the life you had.”