Page 32 of Love and War

Bringing our noses together, she didn’t move an inch as I grabbed the back of her neck. Holding her still.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I know you like choking on my cock, the burn you feel when I spank your ass. You love being at my mercy, especially when I fuck you. When I hold you down, force you to take my cock.” Aziza's hands went to my chest, trying to push me away.

“Killian….” she barely whispered.

“Oh, no. No,Killian,”I mocked the way she said my name. “You want to get sassy with me, you want to give me that attitude that I do love. You want to act like I didn’t break your heart when I left. Then I’m going to fuck you like my own personal slut.”

Wasting no time, I pulled her off the bed from the back of her neck, her knees connecting with the ground. If I was a better man, I would have made sure she was okay when she grunted at the contact.

But I was a bastard.

“Open,” I ordered. Unzipping my pants, I took my cock out.

Aziza glanced down at it before forcing her eyes back up at me.

“Open your fucking mouth,” I growled. Finally she opened her mouth, her tongue darting out, licking the tip. I groaned. “Open wide, slut.”

Doing as I said, she opened her mouth wide, her tongue sticking out. Laying the tip on her tongue, I shoved my cock inside her mouth, not stopping until I hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag. Gripping the back of her head, I began thrusting into her warm mouth. I couldn’t stop the moans that left my mouth. Her mouth was heaven, warm and wet.

Her hands gripped my thighs, her nails digging into my skin. I hissed as her throat contracted around my cock.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Your mouth, moya Printsessa, your fucking mouth.”

Aziza moaned around my length. Our eyes locked as I continued fucking her face. I couldn’t stop, I just couldn’t. Especially when she hollowed her cheeks, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“I’m going to cum,” I barely recognized my own voice. It was husky, low, and holy fuck I was about to lose it. Her mouth was the most amazing feeling.

The moment her throat contracted around my length again, and she moaned I lost it. I never got the chance to warn her before ropes of cum shot out of me.

“Shit…” I let out a long moan. I swear my vision blurred as I emptied myself into her mouth. My hands tightened in her hair as my head fell back.

Pure bliss.

Aziza let my cock slip from her mouth with a pop. Looking down, her eyes glossed over at me. Wasting no time, I grabbed Aziza under her arms, lifting.

“Undress,” I ordered. I needed her naked now. I needed her at my complete mercy. “Now, Aziza.”

I watched as she pulled her sweatshirt over her head, her white bralette doing nothing to hide her pointy pink nipples. She got rid of her leggings, showing off her matching white panties.

“Everything, moya Printsessa.”

Slowly she slid her panties down, before tossing her bralette to the side. Standing before me naked, I felt as if it was the first time. I couldn’t look away—not from the two freckles she had on her left tit, not from the perfectly trimmed blonde pubic hair.

Aziza shifted side to side, uncomfortable with my gaze on her. But I liked making her feel this way.

“Killian…” Her voice was small. “Please say something.”

I should have said something, but I didn’t. Instead, I watched her, her hands clasped together in front of herself. I couldn’t help but notice the way she nervously darted her eyes everywhere but at me.

“I-I know I look different. I know, uh, know that, uh, well, that I’ve gained, um, some... weight,” she whispered. “I don’t look like I used to. Um, I hurt my leg a while ago… so I’ve gained some weight. And I know you might not be attracted to me anymore…”

I couldn’t let her think that I was no longer attracted to her. I have always been attracted to Aziza, maybe not from day one since she was four years younger than me. But somewhere along the line I found myself finding her more and more beautiful. She was the only one who made me feel anything close to the emotions racing through me.

It’s been her.

And it would always be her.

Always.

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