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I gripped a fistful of her hair when she knelt between my legs in front of me, and with my other hand I pushed my boxer briefs down my hips.

Her eyes flashed with need and hunger, but I didn’t let her have it just yet.

“Tell me where you want my cum, baby.”

I started to rub my dick right in front of her face, holding it tight in my hand and squeezing the tip with my fingers to intensify the feeling.

She moved her eyes to my hand, hungry for my dick and ready to suck on it. But first, I wanted her to answer my question.

“Tell me, Valley. Where do you want my cum?”

“In my mouth,” she replied, her voice raspy and sweet.

Good enough.

I tilted my dick toward her lips but kept her in place with my hand still fisting her hair.

“You gonna suck on it hard, hm? Show me how much you want my cum, Val.”

Her lips were parted and her tongue ready to lick another drop of precum off the tip.

“You want it?” I teased, watching the frown between her brows deepen as she realized how hard I was going to make this for her.

“Yes, Daddy,” she replied with a devilish undertone.

I raised a brow and yanked at her hair. “What did I tell you about calling me that?”

But instead of letting her answer, I pulled her head closer to my dick, making her wrap her lips around it and pushing her head down until she had most of it in her mouth.

She gagged, tried to adjust to the sudden intrusion, but I kept her right there as punishment, not letting her move.

“You don’t ever fucking call me that without my permission, understood?”

Wasn’t really a question I wanted her answer to.

She knew she had to listen, and since she couldn’t talk anyway, I kept her face pressed against my stomach with my shaft deep in her mouth.

I felt the back of her throat with my tip, and I moved her head around a little to try and get it even deeper.

She gagged again, pushing her hands against my thighs, fighting for some air, but how much fun would it really be if I just let her have what she wanted?

She had to suffer through this now, until her fucking face turned blue.

I kept her right there, not letting her breathe.

After struggling for a while, she finally calmed her body and relaxed, making me grin as her hands moved up to my stomach to caress it gently.

“Just like that, baby. Hold your damn breath and show me how good you can be,” I murmured, loosening the grip in her hair a little and brush along the side of her head with my thumbs while every muscle in her body relaxed.

“Fuck,” I growled quietly, my own body tensing in response to hers. “This is how it will be from now on. You misbehave, I teach you a lesson. Seems like you’re a fast learner.”

Her fingers moved along the creases of my muscles, making sure not to miss one.

I liked this side of her when she surrendered and did what she was told, knowing there was no other way to get out of this situation.

And although I wanted to make her suffer more, I knew that if I didn’t pull her head back soon, she would lose consciousness from not getting any air in her lungs.

I pulled her head back slowly without her making any sudden movements, and the second she was able to breathe again, she took a deep breath, her eyes on mine and strings of spit stretching from my dick all the way to her lips.

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