Page 98 of Reluctantly You

“So contrary. So fucking stubborn, but I’ll get you to bend. I never lose.”

His tongue drags up my crack and I groan lowly at the sensation of being touched there. Besides me, he’s the only one who’s ever been close to my hole.

That secret, forbidden place.

He’s going to be my first.

And he knows it.

He knows the power he holds.

His lips pucker around my asshole and he sucks on it, making it contract in anticipation. It wants more.

It wants it all.

I whimper, eager, needy.

He chuckles, knowing what’s swirling through my mind, but he’s not giving it to me. Instead, the tip of his tongue rolls around the rim, licking and sucking, kissing it like he kisses my mouth, but chaste. Not enough.

I want more.

Not enough.

I’m grunting, pushing back, trying to get him where I want him, but unable to say it. To admit it.

It’s what he wants from me. I know it.

He wants me to beg.

Well, I fucking won’t. I won’t.

Please.

It’s a breath, a whisper, but his tongue surges forward into me, making me arch off the bed, my cock dragging against the sheets where it’s been pulled downward.

His hand slides against it, jacking me off as his tongue pushes into me, over and over. My eyes cross, my mouth forming words I’ll later regret. But my mind is a scramble of mismatched phrases and thoughts, my feelings soaring, my lust unparalleled.

“Please. Gideon.Please!”

His mouth leaves me, and I hear the metal clank and then my feet are free, my hands untied. He pushes me forward and I gowillingly, letting him turn me over until I’m face up, my hands reaching for him.

“Knees on your chest. I’m not fucking done with you,” he murmurs as I do what he commands. My knees hit my armpits, and he lifts me up, his tongue lapping at my entrance, my dick slapping my stomach as I try and get him to fuck me deeper.

I want it deeper.

I want him inside of me.

“Fuck me.Fuck me.” I’m chanting it now, a hymn, a religion.

Gideon only slides his tongue deeper along with a finger, holding me up in his strong arms as he wets me, massages me until I’m shouting his name, my cock exploding across my abdomen.

I can’t find air, my chest heaving as he crawls up my body, his cock angry and dark purple, a bit of precum sitting on the tip of him. A pearl, a treat.

“You’re gonna suck this, my little cockslut. You’re gonna suck it and swallow.”

I moan as it hits my lips and he slides inside. The taste of him, the weight on my tongue making my hands slide up to his hips and pull him in closer.

My brain is fuzzy, warm, a low hum as he grabs on to my face and fucks down into me, slowly at first and then harder, rougher.

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