The little siren knew what this would do to me. She knew how deliciously gorgeous she’d look. Fuck, she was trying to seduce me, to take back control.
I unbuttoned my pants, pulling out my cock for her. It was already rock hard, pre-cum gathering on the tip for her.
Her dazed eyes drank me in, studying every inch of my length as she licked her lips. Her gaze caught on the small tattoo inked into my hilt. I didn’t give her time to figure out what it meant. I snaked a hand around her neck and twisted my fingers into her hair, pressing my tip against her lips. She opened for me, such a good fucking girl.
Her hot little mouth sucked me in and I shuddered as her tongue ran over the underside of my shaft. Her eyes lifted to meet mine, still ablaze with passion concealed as loathing.
I reached down and peeled her left hand from the settee, placing it on my thigh.
“Tap my leg twice if you need me to stop,” I said, gritting my teeth. “I’m going to fuck that tight little throat until it’s so raw you can’t even say my name.”
I gave her no more warning before I shoved my cock deep into her mouth. She gagged at the intrusion, saliva swelling at the corners of her lips. Her nails bit down into my thigh, but she didn’t tap.
This quickly, I could only fit half of my length into her mouth. I grabbed her gold tipped curls, refusing to let her pull away.
“Uh, uh,” I chastised her. “Breathe through your nose, baby. You can take it.”
I could see her trying to collect herself, taking a long slow breath in. Both hands now on either of my thighs loosened their grip, and her throat relaxed enough for me to slide in another centimeter.
“Good,” I praised her. “That’s so good, Anna.”
I eased back for her to take another sip of air before pushing back in an extra centimeter.
“That’s it,” I crooned, caressing her face as her eyes glassed over with unshed tears at my intrusion. “Just another few inches.”
I could go slow. For her. Just this once.
“Wider,” I coached her. “Good girl. Relax your throat. Yes, just like that.”
My fingers in her hair tightened and it was a fight for my life to keep from coming down her throat right there as she moved her throat, allowing me past that little dam and into absolute heaven.
“Fuck,” I hissed and I couldn’t hold it back anymore.
I shoved into her mouth, forcing the last two inches in until her lips met my groin and she was silent save for the tiniest choking sound as her throat flexed and spasmed against my cock.
It took everything in me to pull out, to analyze her expression, taking in the dopey look in her tear-filled eyes and the way her mouth watered for more of me.
It was all I needed.
I pushed back in, harder now, faster. Anna opened wide for me as I pistoned my hips at a brutal rate. Her mouth filled with saliva, lubricating my slide and spilling over her bottom lip. Tears swelled at the corners of her eyes, threatening to fall.
But she never tapped out.
My beautiful fucking disaster.
I could see how hard she was working to take me, shifting the muscles of her throat, relaxing them. After a minute, her eyes grew hazy. She was drifting into another world, where all she had to do was submit to me and take what I gave her. It made her throat open even more for me.
I groaned loudly, shoving deeper. Her face was a sloppy mess, with her lipstick smeared all over my cock and tears streaming down the side of her face, messing up her make-up. I dragged a finger through her tears and brought it to my mouth, sucking in the salt taste of her.
Her eyes flashed with eagerness. I could still read her after all these years. She loved being used and praised for it.
I could sure as fuck give that to her.
Wrapping a hand around her throat, I forced my entire cock down her throat and stopped. Her muscles milked my tip so sweetly, it took all my strength not to come. Her eyes widened as she struggled to breathe, and I could see the panic in her face.
“It’s okay,” I soothed her. “Just a few more seconds. You can take it.”
I could see her relaxing, accepting it.