Page 52 of The Savage Outlaw

Priest stood at the side of the bed and pulled at Eden’s left arm, rolling her to her right side. He reached down and removed the silk pillowcase from her mouth and threw it to the floor.

Eden helped herself to a few deep breaths through her mouth, which helped to calm her body. The state of panic she feltmixed with the insanity of an orgasm that Priest caused with his tongue drained her of all energy and thought. Which was good.

“You’re about to suck a married man’s cock,” Priest said. “Let’s see your high road now, doll. Are you going to turn away from my cock? Are you going to bite down on it? Or are you going to test your limits, gag until you’re ready to puke, and then swallow every last drop of my cum…?”

Priest pulled at Eden some more and lined her mouth up with the head of his cock. He pressed himself against her lips. Eden opened her mouth without hesitation. She hated herself. But a lot of people hated themselves.

With her hands tied behind her back, she had to figure out a way to work with Priest’s cock without the ability to touch him. To grab and squeeze and stroke.

“You’ve made your decision,” Priest said. “Or maybe I made it for you.”

Priest touched Eden’s hair. Both his right hand and left hand sliding into her hair. Grabbing at her head. He pressed forward some more, his cock stretching her mouth very wide open.

The defined ridge on the head of his cock touched her teeth. She sucked in a breath, nervous, but Priest enjoyed the feeling. Rough and biting, that was perfectly fine. He was used to women playing with his cock piercing too. Their tongues flirting and teasing. This was a new sensation for him.

He continued to press forward, continued to hold Eden’s head, making sure she didn’t move away from him as he worked his way to the back of her mouth. Pressing at the back of her tongue, resulting in her making a gagging sound. Something to be expected with an object of Priest’s size in her mouth.

Priest didn’t pull back at all.

“Fuck, doll, your mouth is tight,” Priest growled. “Have you taken a cock this deep into your mouth before?”

Eden groaned theuh-uhsound forno.

“Good,” Priest said. “I’m not done yet with you either.”

Priest pulled at Eden’s head, forcing her mouth to take more of him. She closed her eyes and tried to prepare herself but she really had no idea what it would feel like. Priest pushed through Eden’s boundaries, testing her mouth and her throat.

“Right there,” Priest groaned as he then began to fuck Eden’s mouth.

Her tongue felt like a warm blanket against the one side of his cock, while the other side rubbing against the roof of her mouth and against her teeth.

Priest pulled himself completely out of Eden’s mouth. He watched a line of her saliva stick to his cock, attached to her mouth. His right hand moved to her face and he touched the corner of her right eye.

“I’m fine,” she whispered. “More.”

“I’m married,” Priest said. “And I murdered your ex-boyfriend.”

He just had to speak it. He had to hear it coming from himself. He needed Eden to face the truth and reality just before he slid his cock back into her mouth. This time with more force and a little bit more ease. Going right for the back of her mouth, where it was warmest and tightest. Where she gagged. Where she wrestled with instinct to breath yet wanted to taste Priest.

Priest fucked her mouth. Not too fast and not too slow. Pumping his cock back and forth, staring down at her the entire time.

The fire at the opposite side of the bedroom crackled. The heat threw itself out of the fireplace and toward the bed. There was now plenty of heat between Priest and Eden though.

Priest moved his right hand, sliding his fingers down Eden’s arm, to her tied up wrist.

“You like being tied up, don’t you?”

Uh-huhwas the sound Eden made. She did like it. She had never been tied up before. Nothing even remotely close to this ever.

Here’s one thing she knew—if Cody was some kind of biker outlaw, he was the worst one ever… or just the weakest…

Eden groaned and moved with Priest’s fucking motion. When Priest felt himself reaching his own apex, his right hand moved back to Eden’s face. To the back of her head. He used his left hand to grab his throbbing, thick root.

He began to jerk himself, inching closer and closer to the finale. The time came and Priest thrust forward and felt himself release. Eden’s mouth had to find more room and contain the warm, bountiful amount of cum that shot out of Priest’s cock on that first initial burst.

Priest pulled himself back from Eden and quickly moved her to her back and placed his hand on her throat.

“Mouth open,” he growled as his cock throbbed, spilling cum all over Eden’s face, hair, and the bed.

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