Page 77 of Blood Sport

“Open your mouth.”

I eye the piercing through the head, remembering how good it felt hitting the deepest part of my core. I never thought I would enjoy a piercing like this on a guy, but it has grown on me.

I open my mouth as wide as it’ll go and Jaylen wastes no time slipping his hard length passed my lips. I gag around him when he hits the back of my throat, which elicits a deep groan from him. Jaylen moves one hand to the two braids on either side of my head and wraps them around his fist, allowing him to control my movements. The other hand lowers to wrap around my neck as he moves in and out of my mouth.

“Your mouth is so fucking warm, little angel.” Jaylen squeezes my throat a little tighter, and I gag around him, the fullness almost too much. “I can feel myself fucking your mouth. Do you like that, hmm?”

Spit slides from the corners of my lips and down my chin as I nod. I don’t know how I’m taking all of him considering his length. My head is fuzzy and white dots are beginning to form in front of my eyes, but I soldier on. I want to please him, and if that means he fucks my face until I pass out, then so be it.

Jaylen picks up the pace, his piercing slamming into the back of my throat with each thrust. He uses the grip in my air to hold me still while he shoves his hard cock in and out of my mouth, using me as he pleases. My thighs are slick with arousal and my pussy is pulsating so hard it’s almost painful.

Another crack of thunder overhead makes Jaylen slow his pace. He releases his grip on my throat and runs his knuckles down my cheeks, smothering the drool across my skin. A raindrop lands on the tip of my nose.

“You’re so beautiful, little angel,” Jaylen says, his voice low as he looks down at me. He stills his hips and pulls out of my mouth. I gasp for air, my chest heaving with each breath. But I don’t have time to recover before I’m hoisted to my feet. He wraps his hand around my waist and shoves me against the tree. “You ready to hold on tight?”

“Yes,” I say breathlessly, still trying to recover from gagging on his cock.

In one swift movement, Jaylen lifts me off the ground, and instinctually, I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms cross over his shoulders. Being at his eye level, I can see his baby blue eyes through the holes in the mask and my core tightens. Except they’re not blue anymore. They’re bright red. I gasp when I feel his fingers brush against my soaked pussy and push the thin material of my underwear to the side.

“Your cunt is fucking ready for me,” Jaylen says gruffly, holding me tightly with one arm. “Who would’ve thought my little angel would be so turned on by a mask.”

My cheeks flame at his words because he’s right. I have never been one to enjoy having sex in public, let alone feet away from a frat party with Jaylen wearing a Ghostface mask. But there is just something that Jaylen does to my body that I can’t explain. I crave him, and his touch. I’m always left wanting more and it’s driving me crazy.

“Hurry up,” I whine, my body vibrating with desire.

I feel a few more raindrops land on my face, but I ignore the impending rain.

Jaylen chuckles, and I just know he is wearing a shit-eating grin behind that damn mask. “You’re so eager, little angel. But you did work for it with that sweet mouth of yours.”

Before I can respond, I feel the tip of his cock pushing past my swollen lips. I throw my head back and groan into the darkness as he fills me completely. When his piercing brushes against the spot that drives me crazy, I drip my nails into Jaylen’s exposed back.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Jaylen grunts. He lowers his head to my shoulder, his hands holding me up by my ass. The plastic of the mask is cold against my skin. “And you’re all mine.”

I’m unable to speak as he thrusts into me, each one sending a spark of light across my vision at the same time lightning shoots across the dark sky. I don’t notice the sharp pieces of bark sticking into my back or the burn in my thighs as I keep them firmly wrapped around Jaylen’s hips. All I can focus on is the feel of him moving inside of me, my walls clenching around his hard length, and the low grunts falling from his lips.

Raindrops begin to fall heavier now, soaking through my dress. I watch as they slide down the plastic of the Ghostface mask and land on Jaylen’s bare chest. I want to reach out and touch him, but I don’t want to lose my grip.

Jaylen removes one hand from my ass to wrap around my throat, constricting some of my airflow. Being choked was not something I was into when I dated Roman, but with Jaylen… I just can’t get enough of it. There is just something about putting my ability to breathe in the palm of his hands that turns me on more than it should. I try to suck in a breath, but his grip on me is too tight. All I can do is stare into his crimson eyes as he drives into me relentlessly.

“That’s it, little angel. I want you to come for me,” Jaylen growls, slamming his hips into mine.

I cry out as the pressure begins to build in my core, tightening almost painfully. But I welcome the pain because if Jaylen wants me to come on his cock, then that’s what I’m going to do.

“Jay-len,” I gasp when he hits my G-spot with his piercing. I clench around him and he groans, likely just as close to the edge as I am. The sound of skin slapping against each other echoes through the trees, getting lost in the wind.

My wet hair sticks to the side of my face as the rain falls heavily around us. With what little breathing ability I have, I try to take in the fresh scent of leaves mixed with rainwater. It is one of my favorite scents.

Jaylen releases my throat to move the wet hair off my cheeks. His crimson eyes bore into mine and I get lost in them, mesmerized by their beauty. When I first saw his red eyes, I was scared shitless. But now they’re a reminder of the way his body reacts to mine, and I fucking love it.

He slams into me again, forcing me to throw my head back and cry out. I’m so close to the fucking edge but I don’t want this to stop. I don’t want to lose his touch when it’s all I’m craving. But I know I can’t hold out for too much longer.

With one last thrust, Jaylen and I groan at the same time, falling over the edge of the cliff into total bliss. I can’t see straight as I feel Jaylen empty himself inside of me. I just know he’s going to have me go back to the party with his cum dripping between my thighs and if I’m being honest, I don’t mind at all.

Jaylen sighs as he lowers me to the ground. I hold onto his biceps to steady my shaky legs, afraid I might fall on my ass. My hands move to roam across the hard panes of his chest, taking in the contoured lines of his muscles and the ink embedded into his skin.

This man truly is a work of art.

“You can take the mask off now,” I say breathlessly, biting back a smile.

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