Page 127 of Blades of Obsession

She nods.

“What do you say?”

“Yes, Blade…” she breathes out, and I release her. She sinks to her knees, the submission sending a rush through me. There’s nothing like this feeling—control, power, her surrender. It leaves me feeling alive in a way I can’t explain.

“If you run from this closet again and I catch you, I’ll take off my belt. Now, open,” I command.

She parts her lips, obedient, and I thrust into her mouth. My movements are rough, demanding. She tries to keep up, but I don’t let up, using the back of her throat solely for my pleasure.

“Fuck,” I groan, my voice strained with pleasure, continuing my relentless pace. “Next time you think of running, remember this. Remember me fucking your throat so hard you can’t breathe.”

And she really can’t breathe.

I can tell by the way she’s sputtering, coughing, and gasping for air.

But that just makes me want to fuck her mouth even harder. Push even deeper.

Tears prick at the corner of her eyes as she chokes and gags. I stop moving my hips and instead, grab a fistful of her hair and guide her mouth back and forth with the grip. I push my full length into her, her nose to my stomach, and hold her there until she’s sputtering.

Finally, I pull back, letting her gasp for air. Her body trembles and shakes on its own. I tap her cheek. “Suck,” I order.

She opens her mouth again, taking me in, and there’s a look of determination on her face to pleasure me.

As she’s in the middle of sucking me, my fingers dig into her scalp, holding her in place and stopping the sloppy sucking. “How are you so good at this? Huh? You weren’t always this good at it in the beginning.”

She looks up at me and must notice how my eyes are wild.

“I-I…” she stutters.

I lean down to her level, gripping her jaw hard enough to force her mouth open. Which gives me access to spit into it, and her mouth hangs open in shock.

“Talk.”

When the shock wears off, she swallows hard, her face flushed. “It’s… it’s because, after the first time I did it on you, I realized I couldn’t hold my breath for long, so I practiced on… toys.”

My pupils dilate, a dark pride filling my eyes. “Jesus fuck, you’re such a good little slut.” She whimpers at the praise. “All for me?” She nods and a wicked grin spreads across my face. “I’m going to fuck you so good that you cry from it. Fuck, you’re perfect.”

I grab her up and bend her over the cart, smacking her ass a few more times.

Her body responds so beautifully and each strike makes my cock strain against my jeans with an aching need. So I pull them down and rub my dick over her ass before teasing her entrance with it. She tries to push herself back onto it.

“Ah, ah, ah. I think I get to decide when I want to stretch you apart,” I rasp. “Beg for it.”

A small whine escapes her lips.

“Aiden…” she moans.

I respond with a low growl. “You keep saying my name like that you’re definitely gonna get fucked,” I mumble against her neck before nipping at it with my teeth. “But you’re not getting it until you beg.”

“P-please…”

“I think you can do better than that.” I tease the crown of my dick up and down her wet slit.

“Please, God, please.”

“Comparing me to God now? I must be good then, huh?” Without warning, I plunge in harshly, wrapping one hand around her throat while the other strums her clit. My teeth sink into the side of her neck as her cunt clenches around me, strangling me for dear life.

“Whose pussy is this?” I ask, my warm breath against her shoulder.

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