Page 63 of Promise to Break

It takes him a few minutes, and while he's gone, I look around, taking in the space. It's designed for a family. The space is warm with shades of beige and brown, everything coordinated perfectly, with yellow splashes of life. I love it here; I have this urge to get up and explore, to see what's hiding in the rest of the house.

But Killian returns before I move. "That's a good little girl. Now I'll eat your cake, and you will eat my cum." His usual low voice goes even lower, if that's possible. "After that, I'll eat you out as an appetizer." I don't have the chance to react before Killian's pants fall to his ankles.

The first time I saw his dick was when he showed up in my dorm room uninvited. It shocked me then, but now? Now, I'm here. I came. I didn't run, and I already know I'm going to do as he asks.

He's long and so fucking thick that it's no wonder I had a hard time walking the next morning. The barbell piercing on the tip makes him look even more appealing.

"I love how you admire my cock."

"I would probably take a picture of it if you let me," I admit, wanting to kick myself the second the words come out of my mouth.

"And what are you going to do with the picture?"

I stare at his cock and imagine it inside me again. My pussy is all for the picture I've conjured in my mind. The whore. "Send it to the Korean sex museum."

He grants me another one of his smiles as he asks, "A what now?"

"A sex museum. It's all about the male genitalia and sexual positions." I actually want to go there someday. The stories this kind of place harbors inside must be out of this world.

"Little Girl, your weird knowledge of things is fascinating." His hand finds my nape, and he lifts my head so I'm now looking him in the eyes. He's so big and out of this world. Bigger than life itself. A god in his own right. "I want you to tell me some of these facts while you're choking on my dick. I need your sassy mouth on me, so speak between my legs, sweet girl."

"How can I speak if you put this thing in—" I'm not given the opportunity to finish my witty retort as he pushes himself inside me in one long motion. I gag immediately as he releases me. Unlike the pain of his dick inside me, I didn't like that. Not one bit.

"So, your bravado with the banana was just that." I stroke my throat, making sure I can breathe properly and don't give him the satisfaction of a response. The last thing he needs is a reason for his ego to become even bigger than it already is.

"No teeth," he instructs. "Start by licking me. It will ease you into things." He watches me, his gaze encouraging, like a teacher who sees the nerves in one of his first-time students. The jerk.

It takes me time to do as he asks. The banana thing seems like it was ages ago, and, at that time, I had a huge audience, which I hated more than anything. I had to prove myself in a sick way. Now, however, it's only Killian and his dick. It isn't as hard as you see in porn videos, or like I saw it in the bathroom, but it isn't soft either.

I decide to push my luck and play with his Prince Albert. The metal is warm and smooth on my tongue, and the taste of his skin is the same temperature. He's clean, his scent of musk surrounding me like a safe cocoon.

"Treat it like a lollipop."

"You're so patient with me today," I remark, thinking about how he fucked me without remorse.

"Just say the word, and the monster will come out to play. You're in control here, so take what you need from me and give what you can."

"Okay then, today, I want the gentleman. Can you show him to me?"

I get a nod of confirmation and a slow stroke to my cheek. So tender, this monster of mine. No, he's not mine. He can't be. I look at the cock standing in front of me, more upright now, more desperate. He's waiting for my touch, so I let my fingers cover the tip of his cock and begin pushing and pulling.

"Your fingers are heaven, but I want your lips. Give them to me."

"You said you'd let me touch you at my own pace," I tease.

"The gentleman in front of you has his limits, Little Girl. Don't wake the monster."

"How impatient," I say and cover the tip of his dick with my lips. Slowly, I push myself as deep as possible, savoring every inch that enters my mouth. A violent moan leaves Killian, followed by a low hiss of abandon. I let my fingers go to his balls and begin to caress them, but unsure, I pull back.

"Don't stop. That was good. Keep playing because the second you let me, I'll take you the way I want."

Do I want him to take control?

I leave his cock with a pop, and he grabs me by the hair. He isn't gentle, but I don't want him to be. "You said you wanted to eat some of my lemon tart, "I remind him.

"When I'm deep inside your throat, I will. Now, take me as far as you can."

"Fair." I take his tip piercing and all into my mouth at once this time, not giving myself time to adjust. I know his eyes are on me—I feel them—but I can't look at him as my entire focus goes to his dick. It's a monstrous thing. Just like him. My gag reflex comes to life as I reach two-thirds of his member.

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