Page 63 of Owen (Storm Enterprises)

“So fucking beautiful under my control, Laya.”

Her heavy, milky tits hang as my girl takes measured movements toward me, and my cock leaks in approval.

I swipe the head of my cock with my thumb and hold it out for my girl. “Come.” My gravelly voice is choked under the sexual haze surrounding us, and when she rests on her heels at my feet, my cock spits out more pre-cum. I hold my thumb out for her, and when her small, wet tongue trails languorously slowly over my digit, I almost combust.

“You’re a good girl, Laya.”

My eyes roll when she moans around my thumb, suckling on it like she does my cock.

I continue pumping myself due to the persistent ache in my cock. “My good girl has earned this cock, haven’t you, baby?”

She moans as I push my thumb farther inside her warm mouth, and I relish the choking sound she makes before I withdraw it again until her greedy mouth finds it and continues sucking. “My baby girl likes feasting on me, don’t you, my perfect little slut?” My cock jumps at my filthy words and the way her eyes become hooded.

“Come on, baby girl, suck my cock into your greedy mouth. You earned this.”

I pull my thumb from her mouth, and she scrambles between my legs, then I wrap her hair around my fist, leaving her no room to argue with who is in control here.

Every cell of my body is electrified under her lust-filled gaze, and every vein inside me pumps with a ruthless adrenaline begging to be controlled, and when she darts her tongue over her top lip as if savoring me, my command for her is vilified. She needs satisfied as much as I do.

“Lick.” I nod toward my balls, and she complies by sticking her tongue out and flattening it, then slowly drags it over my balls, causing me to hiss through clenched teeth. My gaze wanders over to the mirror on the wall, and fuck me, what a sight. My girl’s mouth working over my thick cock almost has me at the brink. She circles my balls with her tongue, and when her fingernails dig into my muscular thighs, every cord of my body is wrung tight with desire.

Tipping my head back, I close my eyes as I use my hold on her hair to guide her up and down my shaft, delighting in her breaths stroking over me like flames of passion.

Fuck, she’s incredible.

Every swipe of her tongue and every whimper as I manhandle her urges me forward. “Fuck, you earned this, baby,” I grunt as I force her to gag around me. “You earned this big cock in your little mouth.” Her saliva hits my balls, and I bask in it. “So fucking greedy for me.”

She swallows as I hit the back of her throat, causing her to choke, but I hold her head in place, not allowing her to detach from me. “Breathe through your nose, baby girl. Be a good girl and take this cock,” I croon while massaging the back of her head. “Be a good girl, and I’ll feed you.” She settles and opens her throat, and I couldn’t be more elated. “Fuckkk,” I groan as my eyes roll. “So perfect. Let me feed you, my pretty girl.”

Her moans of pleasure cause my balls to throb as I guide her up and down my length. “That’s it. That’s it, pretty girl.” I praise with each thrust, gag, and splutter. “Such a good girl for me.” I groan. “You earned this cock so well.”Thrust.“You earned this cum.”Thrust.Pleasure takes hold of me, and I surge inside her once more. “I’m coming for you, Laya. I’m coming in my baby girl’s throat. I’m feeding you. Jesus, I’m feeding you.” I hold her head in place as my cock pulsates inside her, bringing with it utter euphoria. “Such.”Thrust.“A.” My hips grind against her face. “Perfect hole for me.”Grunt.“So fucking perfect.” I groan as thick pumps of cum fill her. She gags, and my grip tightens. She’s taking it, all of it. “That’s it. Fuck, that’s it. Choke on me.” The last of my cum spills from me with an intense burst full of the power I feel inside, and my girl accepts it all.

Slowly, I slip from her mouth as my chest heaves in sync with my girl’s, as if perfectly timed. Then I sit back in the chair, and my focus remains locked on hers. The seductive way a few wayward hairs stick to her cheeks gives away how hard she worked my cock. The flush coating her face like a second skin and the way her eyes are alight with hunger as they roam overmy naked form has my body wrung tight, as if I hadn’t just shot a load down her throat.

I brush the hair from her face.

“Did I do good?” I swipe the cum from the corner of her mouth, and she opens her lips to accept it.

Did she do fucking good?I scrub a hand over my face and chuckle.

“It was fucking incredible, Laya.”

“Good.” She stands, then stares down at me. “Now I want all of you. I earned it.” She pouts, and I stare back at her as her words run through my mind.

My eyebrows furrow as I struggle to register what she’s asking. “All of me?”

Does she not see that she has it all?

“All of you.”

I clear my throat and sit forward as I contemplate what she means, and a heaviness pulls at my chest at the realization.

“You gave it to other women. You gave them a part of you I haven’t had. I want it.”

I shake my head. “You’re wrong, Laya. I never gave them all of me.” How could she possibly think that?

She rolls her eyes, and I want to spank her for it.

“I see you, Owen. I see you holding back.” She points at her chest, and my eyes follow the bounce of her tits, causing my cock to stir at the motion. “Owen, I want every part of you, just like you said. I earned it.” Her voice cracks, and I hate it, but I refuse to hurt her. I refuse to have her look at me with disgust like women before when they realized my depravity.

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