Page 65 of Bad for You

When he reaches down to stop me, I flick open the button of his jeans and reach inside. I’m not surprised to find that he isn’t wearing any boxers.

A heavy exhale leaves him as I rub over his thick, hard cock. I don’t know what I’m doing. My strokes also feel untrained, attempting to maneuver around something so big. But I think I’m doing okay as a string of profanity spills from Lenny’s lips.

But his jeans are in the way. I want them off.

Lenny is now the one to surrender to me, and the hunted is soon to become the hunter. I remove my hand from his jeans and spin him, slamming his back against the wall.

I want to eat him alive.

I start at his neck and bite over his throbbing pulse. A groan passes his delicious lips. It’s all the encouragement I need.

I kiss my way down to his collarbones, then I lick a path to each across his broad chest. I can smell the sunshine on his skin.

I lick down the middle of his chest, and when I reach his abs, I find myself getting turned on again. Dropping to my knees, I trace each ridge with my tongue, which elicits a moan from Lenny. I use my fingers to scratch down his stomach. When I get to his V-muscle, I bite over it, sucking away the sting.

He threads his large fingers through my hair, using it as reins, directing me where he wants me. He never lets go of his dominance, which I love.

His cock is huge, and I’m worried I won’t be able to please him as he did me.

But I have to at least try.

With my hands pressed to his stomach for balance, I take his dick into my mouth and begin to suck.

“Oh, cazzo!”

His cursing spurs me on.

I take as much as I can of him, but soon, he hits the back of my throat, and I gag.

I pull away to catch my breath for a second but go back in now that I know what to expect. I relax my throat and take as much of him as I can, and I use my hand and mouth in unison for the rest. He fists my hair, thrusting his hips to deepen the angle and increase the tempo.

Saliva spills from the corners of my mouth, but this just adds to the intensity of it.

I relax my throat, and when he hits the back of it, he groans.

“You’re going to make me come so fast at this rate.”

And I’m so okay with that.

I stroke his shaft and match the rhythm with my mouth. Something is incredibly powerful about this. An alpha like Lenny surrendering this way is a heady aphrodisiac. However, I realizeif this were any other man, I would happily bite off their dick and feed it to them.

But Lenny is once in a lifetime, and I know I’m ruined forevermore.

He fucks my mouth harder, faster, and I take it. I bend to his wild thrusts as he pulls my hair, and when I reach down and fondle his balls, he explodes.

He quickly attempts to pull out, but I latch onto his thighs and suck hard. He has no other choice but to come in my mouth.

I swallow happily because we’re now forever joined.

The last spasm rocks his cock before he grips my throat and yanks me up. I don’t have time to swallow him all, so his cum spills into his mouth from mine. We kiss like starved lovers, both our tastes lingering on the other’s lips.

Something I’ve associated with feelings of hatred and shame has now been replaced with this.

Does that mean I’m “saved”?

As Lenny presses his forehead to mine, no words need to be spoken. We both know this changes everything, but I just don’t know if that change is for the good.

Ilike watching her sleep.

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