Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
His tongue swiftly dips out to lick his lips, and he swiftly hides it, but I definitely fucking noticed. He’s salivating at the mouth from my little show, and I let out another moan and sink down fully so my juices flood the table beneath the toy.
When I’m done, I pull away and look back at my impressive display. It’s absolutely covered in filth. Perfect.
I pull it off the table and take more out of my bag.
“What are you doing?” he asks, leaning in as far as he possibly can just to look.
“Curious?” I say, as I hold up the face strap.
His eyes widen in panic, and as I approach, he shakes his head. “Stay back.”
“You wanted nothing but to get closer just seconds ago,” I say.
He slams his mouth shut and grinds his teeth, but his eyes and that dripping shaft of his told me all I needed to know. He wants this, whether he likes it or not.
I bend over in front of him.
“You’re a fucking criminal. You get one inch closer, and I’ll—”
The moment my tongue runs along the length, his words turn to silence, and I smile as I reach the tip and lick it all up.
I glance up at him from beneath my mask. “You were saying?”
He’s gripping the armrests so tightly he might rip them off.
I chuckle. “That’s what I thought.”
I give it another lick until it bounces against my tongue, desperate for more, and I lean back to watch him struggle in his seat.
“You secretly love it when a woman takes charge. In your mind, you’ve already pictured what it would be like if I made you come with my tongue alone.” I hover over the tip, mouth open.
“No,” he says through gritted teeth.
Lies.
All lies.
I lean up and look him dead in the eyes. “Bad boys don’t get their dicks sucked if they can’t admit they’re into it.”
Damn, that fire in his eyes burns with rage.
I love it.
“I’m not,” he says.
“Another lie … Pity.”
I straddle him again while pushing the toy into the face strap, and I bring it into view, waiting for the panic to settle on his face.
“Guess you want to be punished instead.”
Atreus
Holy shit, she just fucked that thing right in front of me.
What is she planning to do with it?
“What is that?”
Before I can close my mouth, she shoves the dildo inside, slipping it down my throat.
It’s hard and tastes of sweet pussy. Hers.
Fuck.
I groan as she forces it in place and wraps the gag around my head, sealing it tightly.
“Now you can taste me since I’ve tasted you …”
I can’t fucking swallow without gagging from the sheer size of this thing resting on my tongue, and it makes me choke.
She slaps my cheek. “Such a good boy. You’ll get used to the feeling of a dick on your tongue.”
My cheeks flush with heat, but every time I try to focus on something else, that dong inside my mouth reminds me of the fact that she just rode it to orgasm … and I’m currently tasting the aftermath while the lust violently surges through my body.
Fuck, I hate how she’s reduced me to nothing but a plaything for her to use however she sees fit.
I jerk the straps behind the seat, but every movement only tightens them further.
The mystery woman suddenly curls up on my lap and slips her pussy along my length, causing insufferable greed to take over.
Fuck. I want her to fuck me, and I don’t even know her fucking name.
What is wrong with me?
“How do I taste, Atreus?” she murmurs as she rolls her hips all over my shaft.
I moan from the way she moves, but every sound I make vibrates through the dildo and siphons more of her sweetness down into my throat, like a goddamn aphrodisiac meant to turn me into a savage.
And fuck … it’s nearly working all right.
My muscles strain against the bonds that keep me in place, while she keeps gyrating on top of me, just like she did to the thing that’s in my mouth.
Fuck, I’m losing it. I’m losing my ability to resist, and I grumble impatiently.
“What … you want me to fuck you, Atreus? Is that what you want?” She tilts her head and lifts herself off my lap, forcing me to endure several bouts of twitching, as the pre-cum drips from the tip. Fuck me, it’s turning me into a rabid animal.
She flicks my length with her sharp nails, and I jolt up and down in the seat. “I told you I could make any man beg for it,” she whispers into my ear. “Now beg.”
“Pwww …” I gurgle. “Pwww.”
She giggles. “I can’t hear you.”
Fuck this woman. Fuck her. Of course, she can’t hear me with this dong halfway down my throat.
“Louder,” she whispers, coyly playing with the droplets rolling down my shaft.