Page 51 of The Break Out

She steels her spine and I prepare for a fight. “What if I don’t?”

“Then I’ll punish you. Decide which you want. To be treated like a good girl or a filthy slut.”

Her breath hitches and I can’t help but smirk. “I don’t know where your room is.”

“You’ll figure it out. Better do it quickly.” I give her ass a light smack that has her gasping and glaring at me.

But again, she listens.

She’s so fucking pretty when she listens.

And when she doesn’t.

Really, she’s always pretty, but she can be a brat who hates me. Both sides turn me on, though, so I don’t mind.

Giving her some time to follow my instructions or disobey them. I go into my kitchen and pour myself a glass of water because I’m going to be sober for tonight. I’m going to thoroughly enjoy everything I have planned for her. And how well she’s going to take it all.

I chug the glass of water, slamming it onto the counter. I hope wherever she is in my house she can hear it and know that I’m coming for her. Taking my time as I walk toward my bedroom. Unbuttoning my shirt and dropping it onto the floor, unbuckling my belt and letting the buckle clank with each step so she can hear me approaching.

Stepping into my room, I’m not sure what I’m going to find. Which is why I’m pleasantly surprised to see Brynn stripped down to her lacy bra and matching panties, sitting on the edge of my bed, legs crossed and leaning back on her palms. The look she’s giving me makes my cock twitch. She knows what she’s doing.

I unbutton my pants. “This isn’t what I asked for. I’ll give you one more chance to drop to your knees and be in the position I told you to be in.”

When she doesn’t move a single inch, I know I’m going to have to work for her full submission. But I’m going to get it. Istep forward so I’m standing right in front of her. “Take my dick out, Princess.”

She looks up at me, defiance evident and again, doesn’t move. I reach out, gripping her face, pushing onto her cheeks so her pouty lips part slightly. “Show me what a dirty girl you can be and take my cock out.”

Keeping my grip on her face, our eyes locked as she reaches out slowly to push down my pants roughly. Then my boxers, she yanks on them so roughly I’m sure she’s trying to prove a point, but the only point she’s proving is what a little brat she can be.

“Now you’re going to use our spit as you show me what a desperate slut you are for my cock and show me what your mouth can do when it’s not talking back to me. Open.”

I push on her cheeks harder to force her mouth open a little more. Leaning down so our mouths are almost touching, but not quite, I gather some saliva in my mouth before letting it fall into her open mouth. I stand up to my full height, letting go of her face.

“Suck,” I command.

Her jaw is dropped slightly in surprise, but then she reaches out, taking my cock in her fist, pumping with a tight grip that has me hissing through my teeth.

“I said, suck, Princess.”

Her eyes look up at me, our gazes locked as she takes me in between those puffy lips and as far back as she can.

“Fuck, that’s such a good girl for me.”

She hums and I feel the vibration as she pulls back to rub her tongue on the sensitive underside of my crown. She teases me with her tongue, and I tangle my hands in her soft hair, pulling at the scalp which makes her moan around me before taking me deep in her throat again, gagging slightly.

“Breathe, baby, you can do it.”

She takes a deep breath through her nose before swallowing, constricting her throat around my cock. I groan, yanking her back with the grip I have on her hair and forcing her to look up at me.

“Fuck, I knew you’d have a talented mouth. You like sucking my cock? Am I going to find your hot cunt soaked for me after I fuck your face?”

She squeaks slightly, but squirms and I can tell she’s trying to find some relief between her thighs.

“You like the sound of that? You want me to use you like the perfect pretty whore you are for me?”

“Yes,” she says softly. I like it when she’s feisty, and fighting with me. But I like this. I could get used to it.

“Tap my thigh if it gets to be too much,” I instruct right before guiding her mouth back onto my thick erection that becomes enveloped in the warmth of her mouth.

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