Page 26 of Yours

“Now you’re going to be a good girl and suck my cock,” he commanded, and I huffed, trying to remain brave even in the face of the monstrosity between his legs.

But despite everything—the shame, the humiliation, the fear—there was a part of me that wanted this. That craved it. I wanted to please him, to earn his approval, and the realization was as shocking as it was infuriating.

What is wrong with me?

I glanced up at him, my cheeks burning, and he met my gaze, his expression unreadable. Did he know what I was thinking? Could he read my mind or was it written all over my face?

I shook my head, trying to get my mind straight, but it was useless. His brow furrowed and I immediately leaned forward, trying to show him that I was being obedient.

Just so he wouldn’t spank me all that hard with his belt.

I opened my mouth, showing him that I was willing, and his hand reached for the side of my face, brushing against my cheek before gliding backwards and fisting the hair at the back of myscalp. He pressed his hips forward and slid his cock between my lips.

He didn’t thrust, didn’t force his cock any further into my mouth. He just held me there, his cock pulsing against my tongue as he stared down at me, his gaze intense and unwavering.

“Look at me,” he ordered, his voice low and rough. “I want to see those pretty eyes while you suck my cock.”

I forced myself to hold his gaze, even though it made my cheeks burn hotter.

His expression was focused, his eyes fixed on mine as his shaft pressed deeper, the weight of it resting heavily on my tongue.

He groaned, a low, rumbling sound that made my stomach clench, and I couldn’t stop the way my body responded to him. My pussy was already slick with arousal, and the throbbing between my legs was impossible to ignore. I pressed my thighs together and his eyebrows rose just a touch.

He’d noticed.

Of course he had.

“Are you enjoying yourself, love?” he asked, his tone teasing.

I went to push against his thighs, but his hand tightened on the back of my head, and he shook his head.

“You’ll answer with my cock inside that pretty mouth,” he demanded.

I glared up at him, fighting the urge to bite down. He didn’t miss a beat, and the next second, he was thrusting, his shaft slidingpast my lips and deeper, the thick head nudging the back of my throat.

I gagged, tears instantly pricking at the corners of my eyes, and he pulled back a little bit, his pace slow and measured.

“Answer me,” he commanded.

“Yeashhh,” I answered, my voice slurring as my tongue grazed against his cock.

He smiled, a flash of white teeth against the dark stubble lining his jaw.

“That’s what I thought,” he said, his hand fisting tighter in my hair. “You’re going to show me how much you enjoy sucking my cock. You’re going to worship it with your mouth. And if you’re good, I might just let you come. Would you like that?”

My breath caught in my throat, and I couldn’t stop the way my pussy clenched at his words. The heat between my thighs was almost unbearable now, a constant throb that demanded my attention, yet I didn’t know if he’d allow it.

He chuckled, low and dangerous, and the sound sent a shudder racing down my spine.

“I thought so,” he said, his tone laced with a mix of amusement and possessiveness. “Now get back to work. Show me how good you can be.”

He thrust again, his shaft sliding past my lips and into the back of my throat. I gagged again, my eyes watering, but he didn’t stop. His pace quickened, his cock pumping between my lips, his hand fisting tighter in my hair.

I whimpered, but it didn’t make a difference. He was relentless, his cock pistoning in and out of my mouth. I tried to keep up, tried to match his rhythm, but it was impossible. He was in complete control, and the only thing I could do was hold on and try not to fall apart.

My jaw ached, the muscles in my neck burning with exertion as he fucked my face.

I tried to swirl my tongue around his cock. I tried to suckle him, to show him I could be good at this, that Iwasgood at this.

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