Page 35 of Face Me Off

Maybe both.

I run my fingertips along his outer thighs and bask in the slight shiver that jolts through his body.

A drop of precum beads at his tip, and I break, no longer holding back. I’ve wanted this, wanted him, for far too long.

It’s as if instincts take over and guide my hand to his shaft. I flick my tongue along his thick head. A moan escapes as the saltiness hits my tastebuds.

Jesus. He’s like everything I read about. Thick. Gorgeous. And damn delicious.

I swirl my tongue one more time around his tip before encasing his shaft and sucking as much of him in as I can.

“That’s it, baby. You can take it.” His fingers weave into my hair and press into the back of my head as his hips jut forward. “Those sweet lips wrapped around me feel so good.”

His encouragement keeps me going. I feel his hand wrap around the back of my head.

“Just relax, Maddy. I’ll help out.”

Keeping my mouth around his cock, I relax my jaw. He ever so slowly pushes inside, inch by inch, until I can’t take anymore.

“You’re doing so good. I knew you’d be great at this.”

Pleasure courses through my body from his praise. I stroke the length I can’t entirely swallow with one hand as he eases back and forth.

“You’re incredible.” Ryan pulls back to where only the tip remains. Directing my free hand, he runs it along the wetness and stacks it on top of the other one. I now have both hands wrapped around his cock. “I’m going to fuck your mouth while you twist your hands. Think you can do that for me, babe?”

I nod and do as he says. He eases back into me, just shy of the gag reflex, before picking up the pace.

“You’re being such a good girl using your mouth so well.”

His warm, husky voice is a balm, smoothing over the searing nerves. The praise does something to me. Something more than just turning me on.

I’m doing something that pleases him, and the thought makes me want to do better. To be better at it.

I never thought I’d enjoy being on my knees while my number one enemy fucks my mouth this much. I’ve fantasized about it, but it pales compared to the real thing.

“Look at me,” he commands.

I open my eyes to find him watching me intensely. There’s a fire in his eyes that I’ve never seen before, a burning desire that mirrors my own. His gaze is so intense it makes me feel exposed in the most thrilling way possible.

As our eyes lock, he thrusts forward, pushing deeper into my mouth. I fight against the urge to gag, focusing on the sensation instead of the discomfort. It’s overwhelming, but Ryan’s encouraging words and gentle guidance make it bearable.

“You’re doing great, baby,” he coos. “Just like that.”

His fingers dig into my scalp as he guides me, setting the pace as I work to please him. The power dynamic thrills me—Ryan in control but vulnerable at the same time.

I gently twist my hands, using my spit as a lubricant. This feels dirty and clean at the same time. A wild combination, for sure.

Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he drives into my mouth, deeper and deeper, until I gag. The moan that falls from his mouth as he pulls back is the sexiest sound to date.

“We’ll work on how much you can take. You’re such a natural. You’ll get there in no time.”

I nod, catching my breath and wondering who the hell I even am. Why do I want to choke on his cock? But here I am, panting for more.

With a fistful of hair, he guides me back to his dick. I eagerly open my mouth and take as much as I can as he fucks my face again.

I slide a hand down his balls, unsure if this feels good, but I don’t want to ignore them. Cupping them, I massage them whilesliding the other hand down his exposed shaft. Ryan’s head tilts back as another deep, throaty moan escapes him.

“Shit … Maddy,” he hisses through clenched teeth as his movements become more erratic. “I’m ... I can’t…”

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