Page 16 of Now You're Mine

“You’ve misbehaved,” she teases.

“Yes,” I answer and fuck if my voice doesn’t tremble.

Shetsksin response, but then I feel it, her hot tongue swirling around the tip of my cock, followed by the sweet bliss of her mouth. She takes me deep into her throat, and all thought evaporates from my brain.

Her mouth feels so damn good, it’s all I can think about, all I can focus on. I wish I could see her while she sucks my cock, watch as I fill her pretty little mouth, my hands buried in her hair.

I’ve been sucked off so many times, I can’t even count. But this girl has me in my fucking feelings, and having her mouth on my cock has completely melted my brain.

She finds an even tempo, sucking while her fingers are wrapped around the base of my cock, stroking me to the rhythm of her mouth. My mind wanders to images of her; that beautiful face, her green eyes fluttering closed as her tits bounce, and I destroy her pussy.

She’s so damn perfect, even her flaws. How is that possible? How has this girl managed to burrow into my soul, and into my fuckingheart?

The head of my cock hits the back of her throat, and my shaft swells even more, preparing for climax. It just feels so damn good, and just a couple of minutes in, I’m already on the brink. My balls are painfully tight. I’m just seconds away from erupting and pumping my cum down her throat, and I know she’ll take it, too, swallowing it down like a fucking milkshake.

My hips buck and a moan escapes my throat. “My God, Lux.Yes.Fuck. You feel so damn good.”

Then her mouth pops off my cock, like she’s sucking on a lollipop, and just pulled it out of her mouth. I expect her to return, take me back into her mouth, but she doesn’t. I hear the fabric of her robe rustle as she gets up and moves away.

“Lux,” I say, panic gripping me. “What the fuck?”

My balls are so tight, if I don’t fuck her soon, I’m going toloseit. For real. I can already feel the need for violence working its way through my bloodstream.

Rising back up onto my knees, I pull against the rope that’s tied tightly around my wrists. Thankfully, Lux isn’t great at tying knots, so the bindings loosen with just a few tugs. I rip them off my wrists and pull the blindfold off my eyes.

Lux is just opening the secret door.

“Lux,” I call out again. She half-turns to face me, a faint little smile on her face. It becomes clear then, that she always meant to do this—use me, then leave me wanting.

Her gaze drifts down to my red, angry cock. It’s so desperate for her, and if she lingers too long, there’s no doubt in my mind what I’ll do.

“Don’t worry,” she says. “I’m sure one of your pick-me girls would be happy to finish you.”

Anger, desire, and rage mix and congeal inside me. I take a step toward her, but she walks through the door and disappears into the study. I follow her, and because my legs are longer than hers, I catch up to her, right before she darts into the hallway.

Catching her robe, I pull her to a stop, then twist her body, so she’s facing me. Fear flickers in her eyes, and I feel a moment of satisfaction. I shouldn’t. It’s fucked up that she fears me, but then again, you don’t fuck around with the devil if you don’t want to get burned…

“I’ll scream,” she says, her voice shaking.

My cock is like granite as I step closer, my lower half pressing against her softness. If not for the layers of fabric between us, I’d already be inside her by now. I’d already be pumping my cum into her sweet body.

I reach up and grab her throat, squeezing. “Good,” I hiss. “I love hearing you scream, baby.”

When she opens her mouth, she lets out a scream I’ve never fucking heard before. I release her throat and reel back because it feels like she might have actually burst my fucking eardrum.

The door behind her pushes open, and suddenly, Christian, Lucas, and Jackson rush into the room. I grab a throw pillow from the sofa and hold it over my cock. Lux takes the opportunity to sweep past the guys and escape into the hallway.

“Fuck!” I yell, bending as the force of the word is ripped from my fucking throat.

“What the fuck was that, dude?” Lucas asks, confusion flashing across his face when he notices I’m buck-ass-naked.

“Goddamn,” Jackson says, picking my robe up off the ground and tossing it to me. “Cover that shit up.”

I slip the robe on one-handed, then pull a hand down my face. “What the fuck are you guys doing?” I ask.

Christian’s mouth falls open, and he glances at Lucas and Jackson, then back at me. “What arewedoing? You’re joking, right? It sounded like you were murdering her in here. And not in a fun way, dude.”

“What happened?” Lucas asks.

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