Page 81 of Possess Me! (I Want You To)

I whimpered.

But obeyed.

Two seconds later he freed his cock, his big fingers gripping the base as he slipped his fist up, then twisted around the crown. The head of his dick was flushed red, slick with his own precum, uncut—and genuinely gorgeous. There was a delicious vein that traveled up his length, and I watched the way it pulsed with rapt fascination. I could practically taste him already. His scent was strongest here. My head spun. I’d drooled all over his jeans but he didn’t seem to mind as the tattooed flash of his knuckles jerked his cock right in front of me.

There was a line of black piercings down the length of Prudence’s cock and just looking at them made my dick jerk. I wanted to touch them. To explore their shape and texture. To suck on each one, just to see what he’d do.

I shouldn’t have been surprised he was pierced here too.

“Nothing else,” he threatened. “Tongue only.” I nodded immediately. I would’ve promised him anything at that point if it meant getting to taste him. “Do you understand?”

I was too far gone to argue.

“Tongue out,” he commanded for the second time that night. I held my tongue out obediently. It trembled from the strain as I waited, eyes crossing as I tried to get a better look at his cock. He stroked it a few more times to take the edge off, then drew it to the left, only to let it swing against the side of my face with a wet slap.

Precum smeared against my glitter-streaked cheekbone and my eyes rolled back as I waited, tongue twitching, his boot still pressing hard against my cock. It was dehumanizing. All of it was. And I had never felt more right in all my fucking life.

I’d tried to be good.

I’d tried to be responsible.

I’d tried to be everything everyone wanted me to be.

This? With Prudence. It didn’t feel like any of that. I didn’t have to try. It was effortless. It was just him. Just me. No expectations. Nothing but the true essence of us. The parts we’d been too scared to show the world—or in his case, more than likely been punished for.

His cock slapped my cheek a second time, leaving a hot stripe in its wake, before he finally, blissfully pressed the crown onto my tongue. Oh sweet lord. Have mercy. Studs tickled along my tastebuds as I sucked, drooling eagerly around him as he fed inch after inch of his fat dick into my mouth. Salty, sweet. Colder than your average male, but twice as delicious. The velvety skin rubbed against the back of my throat.

It’d been a long time since I’d done this. So I couldn’t help the way I choked when he pushed just slightly too far, too fast. Instead of pulling off, he watched me struggle through it with hungry eyes. I’d never been happier than I was then, gagging on his cock, the cold piercings rubbing against the sensitive nerve-endings on my tongue. Eventually I stopped spluttering, settling down as I stared up at him through tear soaked lashes.

A groan filled the air, and it took me a second too long to realize it wasn’t mine.

Prudence swore softly under his breath, rucking his shirt up under his chin, his abs sucking in as his hips pressed forward, and his cock sunk deeper, deeper still. With my nose in the dark curls at the base of his pelvis I couldn’t help the way the bliss caught up to me once again.

His hips pulled back, and I struggled to breathe through my nose, overwhelmed by sensation. When he pushed back in again, this time I was ready. I relaxed my throat, concentrating on his face as he sunk so deep inside me I wasn’t sure where he started, and I ended.

Musky.

Big.

Delicious.

Prudence huffed an annoyed little sound as he tightened the grip he had on my hair, and shoved my head down a few inches. “Too fucking tall,” he hissed through his teeth. I slumped lower, realizing belatedly he’d been on his tippy toes till that moment. His legs relaxed a fraction, though his thighs were still tense as he stroked a hand over my cheek, thumbing my spread lips with something akin to wonder flickering in his fiery blue gaze.

I sucked harder, just to watch the way his pecs pulled tight as his ragged breath stuttered. His hard nipples looked particularly bitable, and I had to hold back my desire to tease them, the way he’d teased me just a few days before. Maybe he liked it like I did. Hard. Mean. “That’s it,” Prudence crooned, sounding equal parts condescending and approving. “Get it nice and wet.”

I choked on him a little, drool slipping down my chin as my eyes strained in an effort to keep meeting his gaze. His lip curled again in response, his head thunking back against the wall as his chest shuddered with a ragged exhale. There was something intoxicating about seeing Prudence lose some of his carefully cultivated control. God he smelled good. Carnal. Delicious. The scent of sex fogged my mind as I tasted the sweat on skin. Every time the piercings that acted as a ladder down his cock scraped against my tongue, my dick leaked in sympathy. It felt so fucking good to be owned like this. So. Fucking. Good.

Bliss.

Prudence’s hands climbed into my hair again. Both of them this time. He held me tight, forcing me to stay still as his hips began to stutter. In and out, we moved in perfect synchronization. A rhythm that was predictable enough I lost myself in it. Hypnotized by ghost cock, who knew?

Distantly, I recognized that tears were slipping down my cheeks. That my nose was running. That I’d leaked cum all over the inside of my pants, and that the crowd outside the coatroom was getting quieter and quieter as people exited the club. Maybe no one was coming in here, because they could hear me choking on Prudence’s cock?

Whatever.

I didn’t care.

When Prudence came there was no indication he was about to do it. One second he was pounding my face, sloppy and brutal, my scalp tingling as he pulled my hair taut. The ragged hiss of his breath, the slurp of his thick cock squishing inside my throat filling the air. The next, salt erupted on my tongue, slipping down my throat as I choked and whimpered, my own cock responding in turn as I humped his foot one last time, and came all over the inside of my pants.

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