Page 4 of Take Me

“Then we’ll have to do it the hard way. I don’t have the time to teach you.” He draws back enough to tip my head up. “Too bad for you.” He swipes his thumb across my chin to catch a drop of spit. Then he digs both hands into my hair and holds me in place as he shoves forward. He keeps advancing, all the way to the back of my throat, even as I gag and gasp around him. “More fun for me,” he adds with a satisfied grunt.

I clutch his thighs as spit drips from my mouth and water trickles from my eyes.

Scoffing, he says, “You are aware it’s only halfway in, right? Before we’re done here, your lips will be around the base. And I’ll be deep inside your throat.”

Panic flares in my mind at the thought. Shoving at his thighs, I moan and groan my protest, unable to form any sensical words around his length. But just like before, I’m helpless. I’m stuck here, at the mercy of this powerful stranger—stuck between my fear and lust.

“Oh yes, you’re taking all of me. Relax your throat,” he urges, reaching down to caress the front of my neck.

I let out a garbled sound in protest as I dig my nails into his thighs.

“I don’t mind if you vomit around my cock, but I’m not so sure you’d like it, so I suggest you do as I say.” He keeps stroking up and down, coaxing me to relax, even as he holds my hair with burning strength.

His unwavering power works its way into me, tugging at some strange place I never knew existed. He makes it sound so easy. Just obey and let him take care of the rest. It’s so simple.

So I give in to his capable hands, relax my throat, and notice how the urge to gag eases.

“That’s it,” he praises on a long, languid breath. “Keep it like that. Steady breaths.” He moves his hips, ever so slowly, pressing his cock forward. “Take a deep breath.”

He pauses, and the air stutters past my lips as I inhale. There’s just enough room around his cock to let it slip past, into my lungs, and when he moves another increment, the hole is fully blocked. I try to breathe again, but no air comes in, no air goes out.

Digging my hands into his thighs anew, I feel myself hovering on the precipice, about to crash into a new burst of panic.

Reading my reaction with startling precision, like he’s done every other time he’s pushed me, he says, “Don’t worry, you have enough air to last a little longer. Just focus on relaxing your throat.”

I close my eyes and direct my focus toward my neck. My muscles are tense again, and I imagine a warm flow of energy seeping through them and washing away the strain. It takes a couple of moments, but I manage, and pride swells inside me at his appraisal.

“Good girl. Keep going like that. Just forget about your breath. I’ll let you have more air when needed.No asphyxiation thistime. I promise.”

His words send a current of heat coursing through me, making it easier to keep my muscles relaxed as he pushes a little farther. He repeats a few times, pushing on, then giving me a moment to adjust before advancing again. I’m so focused on taking his length that I barely notice the need for air twitch in my lungs. When he pulls out, I automatically drag in a large gulp.

Relief courses through me as I realize he kept his promise, and I crane my neck to look up at him with a smile tugging at my lips.

“You’re doing so well.” He slides his thumb across the edge of my mouth to catch a drop of spit. “But you still have a little ways to go.”

He prods the thick head against my lips, and I eagerly open up, welcoming the salty taste of his precum. I’ve never cared much for blowjobs, but having Nikolai’s cock in my mouth is as rewarding as it’s scary—and the latter only drives the heated lust that seems to have become a constant hum since I met him.

As if reading my thoughts, he says, “Touch your fingers between your legs to see if my cunt is wet.”

I make a garbled sound as he hits the back of my mouth, and I go still for a second as I work to subdue my gag reflex. Once I have it under control, I slip my fingers between my folds and go rigid once more as I feel the dripping slickness. I knew I was kinky, but I could have never imagined this much.

“Show me,” Nikolai orders.

Blood seeps into my face, and I shake my head around his cock.

“Show me!” With a hand on the back of my head, he shoves himself into my throat, making me jerk and stutter from the suddenness. My stomach convulses as my gag reflex threatens to activate. I shoot my hand up, hoping it will make him pull out.

Nikolai grabs my wrist tight and draws back a smidgen, just enough to allow me a crack of air, and I’m so focused on breathing slowly and relaxing my muscles that I barely hear him tut. It’s only when he speaks that I notice the mockery.

“You really are a horny little girl. Already slick and ready to take my cock again. It’s a shame I want to use your mouth.” He pulls out and locks his fingers around my jaw as he leans down to taunt me right in my face. “Such a horny little bitch like you shouldn’t go wanting. I’ll make sure you’ll get all the cock your filthy pussy desires.”

With a suddenness that has me reeling, he straightens and shoves straight back into my mouth. One long steady thrust until he’s halfway down my throat.

“I can’t wait to see what a good little sex toy you’ll become.”

I can’t think, I can’t move, I can’t see. His violent dominance has wiped out everything except the need to obey, and his words barely even register as I put all my focus into taking his length as he works his way inside.

It takes a couple of tries and several pauses for air, but finally, I’m able to take his full length. He sinks in place, rooted to the hilt, deep in my throat. My mind is mush, and I’ve lost control over my body. My hips keep grinding in hungry circles as my pussy drips onto the floor, drool spills in strings from my mouth, and my head lulls in Nikolai’s commanding grip.

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