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“What? No!”

“Then stop offering to help me, asshole.”

“I just,” he sighs when my lips close around the tip again. “Fuck, I just want to make it easy on you. I know it’s not exactly an, uh, easy task.”

Laughing with a mouthful of dick is not advised. “Theodore Grady, are you saying you don’t want me to suck your dick because it’s too big?”

“You’re the one always calling it a monster,” he reminds me, and I have to roll my eyes to keep from laughing at his accusatory tone.

“Just shut up and fuck my throat, you idiot.”

He makes a sound like I punched him in the gut but doesn’t argue when I pull him back into my mouth. His fingers dig into my hair as I bob along his shaft, using one hand to work the parts I can’t reach while the other gently caresses his balls. I’ve just found a decent rhythm when Theo’s hands grip either side of my head.

“I need to fuck you, Viper.”

My entire body shudders at the words, but I refuse to break my rhythm. Theo curses, his fingers scraping against my temples as he tries to encourage me off of his dick.

“Charity, I can’t, I’m not, fuck, I have to move and I don’t want to choke you.”

The idea of choking on his cock makes me moan deep in my throat, and Theo hisses in response. I move my hands to his hips, pulling them forward when I sink down so he knows I’m one hundred percent on board for him fucking my throat.

“JesusfuckingChrist, Viper.” His hips move gently forward to meet my lips, and I hum in encouragement. “If it’s too much, tap my thigh, and I’ll stop. Okay?”

I do my best to nod with his dick pressed to the back of my throat, but I’m not sure how effective the motion is, so I give him a thumbs-up as well. Theo’s loud laugh bounces around the room, filling it with more sunshine than the windows could ever hope to let in.

His feet shuffle further apart, knees bending as he presses his hips forward. It’s further than the last time, and my throat spasms when he pushes against my gag reflex. I pull back slightly but quickly sink forward again, meeting his thrust eagerly. It isn’t long before he’s pushing into my throat with each thrust, and I think I might pass out from how fucking turned on I am. I’m desperate for release, but my hands are busy, and I refuse to stop sucking Theo’s dick until he comes.

“Fuck, Viper.” Theo’s gruff voice fills my ears as he hits the back of my throat again. I know that voice; it’s the one he uses when he’s about to come, and it’s my favorite sound in the world. “I’m gonna come. You want it, sweet girl? You want Daddy to come down your throat?”

I’m not sure which one of us moans louder. His cock swells against my tongue, the pace of his hips fucking into my mouth getting quicker with each passing second. Theo sighs, and I pull away quickly, feeling his cum hit the back of my throat, filling my mouth.

“That’s it, Viper. Take it all, sweet girl.”

I nod, running the tip of my tongue against the underside of his crown gently. Theo shudders, pulling away until his dick falls from my mouth. I’m not ready for the move, and some of his cum drips over my lips before I can stop it.

Theo drops to his knees in front of me, grabbing my jaw on either side to hold my mouth open as he watches the cum slip down my chin. “You are so fucking beautiful with my cum on your lips, sweet girl.”

He leans forward, sealing our mouths together. His tongue is instantly pressing past my lips, a groan rumbling between us when he tastes himself in my mouth. “I will never get over how good we taste together, Viper.”

I can’t do much more than nod, my hands balling into fists against his thighs.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Something,” he argues, pulling back enough to look at my face. I’m not sure what he sees there, but a knowing smile spreads across his face. “Did sucking my dick turn you on, sweet girl?”

There’s no use denying it when my hips have started rocking against the air of their own accord. “Yes.”

“You need me to take care of you?”

“Yes, please,” I beg, not caring how desperate I sound. “I want you.”

“How do you want me, sweet girl?” Theo runs his nose along my jaw, biting gently at my ear as his hand drops to cup my pussy. “You want me to bury my face in this perfect cunt until you cover me in your cum?”

Fuck, I’m going to die. “Yes.”

Theo chuckles, kissing my throat before carefully maneuvering me onto my back. He pauses momentarily, hovering over me, his sharp blue eyes roaming across my body before finally meeting my gaze. When he speaks, I hear the words in a whole new way. He says them often, but this time, I finally understand what he’s really saying.

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