Page 22 of Leather & Lace

“You want my cock in that pretty little mouth, baby girl?” He asks in a low growl, his eyes darkening with each breath he takes. I shake my head up and down slowly while I lick my swollen lips. His eyes widen from the movement and a feral gleam takes over his essence.

“I want you to crawl to me and beg me to have my cock in your mouth.” I get up and walk a few feet away, then get on all fours. “Now look at me while you crawl. I want to see how badly you want this dick,” he says while getting to his knees and rubbing his length at me. My mouth is salivating from the act.

I start to crawl through the soft, spiky cool grass as seductive as I can, never leaving his eye contact as I inch closer and closer to his waiting erection. “Mmm, that’s my good girl,” he says as I make it to his cock. Sitting on my knees he looks down at me. “Now, ask nicely. Pretty…pretty…” A dark, smoldering energy shrouds his eyes as he commands.

“Please,” I say in a breathless voice. He smiles and shakes his head.

“Please what? Use your words, baby girl.” I swallow and beg.

“Please let me suck your cock.” His feral gleam beams down at me while I open my mouth as he travels inside me. He is thick and long. I almost can’t fit the girth of him inside my mouth. Porn stars have dicks like his. But still not as pretty. Not even three inches in and he’s hitting the back of my throat, making me gag.

“Relax your throat, baby girl. And breathe through your nose.” He commands with each thrust into my mouth. Tears start to pool at the edges of my eyes from the force he is fucking my throat at. His precum starts to dribble down the back of my throat, causing me to let out a muffled moan.

“Fuuuck Brook, you are taking my dick so good, baby girl.” He thrusts harder now. I must fight to keep the gagging and bile down. It’s uncomfortable, but it’s hot. I like knowing I am getting him off. I gently start to rub his balls with my free hand as he lets out a gasp from the contact.

“Fuck, baby girl, you keep that up and you will make me cum. Keep breathing through your nose. That’s it, perfect. Just like that. Good girl.” My eyes meet his devilish glare. Oh, I know exactly how to get this man off. I start to rub with a little more pressure and take my other hand and rub his cock as he thrusts into my mouth.

Saliva is spilling from the corners. I can feel his balls start to clench as his muscles start to tighten. “Fuck baby girl, that’s it. I am going to.” His hot cum blasts down my throat and into my stomach. No swallowing needed. His growl sounds like a pent-up demon being released.

“Fuuuuck,” he says as he releases inside me. I slide my mouth off his dick and wipe my lips to get the rest of the spit off. He is panting hard and has fallen to his back, looking up at the stars.

“That. Was. Fucking. Amazing.” He says as I smile down at him. His eyes are back to the soft gray and are twinkling with the reflection of the navy sky. I lay down next to him as he takes me in his arms and kisses me gently on the forehead.

We laid there for an hour or so then headed back upstairs to his room. Both of us were exhausted from the day of fucking, that once our head hit the pillow, we were out. I woke around three AM, parched and needing a glass of water.

All that merlot had dehydrated my body. I quietly slipped out of his bed and threw on my new black velvet robe. Before I made it to the door, I turned back around to make sure Eli was still fast asleep, which he was.

I make my way down the hall to the stairs and head to the dark kitchen to grab a glass of water. Standing on my tip toes, I stretch my hand out to reach a glass on the top shelf. A hand comes from behind, causing me to jump, dropping the glass as it shatters on the floor.

“Fuck, Brook! I’m so sorry!” A deep voice sounds behind me. It’s Chase. Grabbing my heart, I quickly stepped away from the broken shards.

“It’s okay. You just startled me,” I say while bending down and picking up the broken pieces.

“Let me help you with that,” he offers as he moves me out of the way. “I don’t want you to cut yourself.” Looking back up at me, he smiles then turns his head back to the ground. “So, you and Eli huh?”

I don’t know if that was a question or a statement at this point. Looking back at him, I just give him a shy smile. He continues “Yeah, I can tell by your face. It's written all over it.” He shrugs and then stands to meet my eyes.

“I’m sorry Chase. It just kind of happened.”

“No, it’s cool. I just hope he doesn’t hurt you like he does with the rest.” Giving him a side glance I raised my eyebrow in response.

“What do you mean by that?” He takes a long minute and studies my face, not sure how to respond. Continuing to pick up the glass, he says, “Look Brook, you are a nice girl. Did you not see what he did to Ashley? How he completely used her and then threw her out like she was nothing? Look, the type of life he leads will never be a safe and loving environment for you. He literallysuffers from manic episodes, Brook.” Taking a step back, I lean my hand on the counter and continue to look down at him.

I’m completely taken back by the words that left his mouth. “You know, for someone who says he is not a good guy, that he doesn’t deserve love because he has mental issues, or because he never cared to let anyone get close to him,” I say while pushing off the counter and taking a step towards him, “You seem to be just fine taking the aid he is providing you and allowing you to live rent free in his house.”

Chase lets out a deep sigh, “Look Brook, you don’t know him like I do. You haven’t seen the shit he has done. Especially how he treats his so-called women. You think Ashley was the first he has done that with? Hell no, there have been hundreds of women in and out of this house since I have known him the past two years.”

Every word coming out of his mouth is turning my stomach inside out.Hundreds? I go to turn away, then turn back.

“You only know what he chooses to show you, Chase. Whatever he chooses to show the world,” I say looking him dead in his eyes. “I will be the only person who decides what is good for me and what is not. Other than that, it’s none of your business what he and I do.” Just before I can turn and walk away, he grabs my wrist, warning in his eyes.

“Just promise me, Brook, that you will be safe and truly consider everything I am telling you.” Trying to pull my wrist away from him, he continues. “At the sign of any danger, you will run and never look back.” His grip tightens on my wrist as I struggle to get out of his grasp.

“Chase, you’re hurting me, let me go.” Looking at me, he exhales.

“I wish I could, Brook. But I just can’t. Why did you choose him? I have been here the entire time, and you won’teven give me a second glance! What is it because I am not a gajillionaire like him? My cock would be a million times better than his little prick!”

He’s been drinking, I can smell the whiskey on his breath. He pulls me towards him as I continue to try and break away from his embrace. His eyes are dead set on mine, something dark taking over them. He wraps his other hand around my waist. Pushing himself into me.

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