Page 94 of Done Waiting

He cocks his head, and I wonder if I’ve lost all my sanity at the way I’m drooling over him, mask and all. My mouth waters like I’ve been starving for a week and am standing in front of a delicious buffet of food.

“There’s no escape for you, baby girl.” His husky, sinister voice wraps around me like a seductive web that entangles me, wrapping me in a lust-filled cocoon.

Pressing my hands against his pecs, I relish in the feeling of the constriction beneath my palms. “I’m not scared of you.” My honey eyes lock with his black ones that seem to draw in the darkness from the forest surrounding us. They are the only thing visible through the mask he’s wearing. Yet, they beckon to me with promises of seduction and pleasure.

“You’re not?” His hand flies out, gripping my neck, holding me in place.

I lick my lips. “No, I’m not.” My defiant gaze blazes into his, challenging him to do his worst. I can feel his malicious smile behind the mask he’s wearing, seeing the delight in his eyes as he tsks at me, shaking his head.

“Silly, Maddie. Don’t you know the prey should always fear the predator?”

My brows raise. “Maybe I’m not the prey.” Stepping closer, his grip tightens around my throat. “Maybe I’m the predator.”

He throws his head back, laughing. Then he suddenly stops.

Lowering his head, he drops his hand from my throat, crossing his arms over his broad chest. “Let’s put it to the test. I’ll give you five seconds to run—”

As soon as he says that I scoot around him, taking off, bare feet pounding across the wooden deck. I spot a trail that leads to the woods and hop off the deck, wincing as my bare feet hit the earth, the gravel on the trail unforgiving. Ignoring the pain, I keep running.

Before I know what is happening, he catches me, pulling me to a stop right as I hit the woods. “Oh, baby girl, you’re delusional if you think you are the predator,” he rasps into my ear. “You’llalwaysbe my prey.” His hard cock presses against me and I moan, pushing my ass closer to him.

“Maybe you’re delusional if you think I don’t like being your prey. I craveallof you. Everything that onlyyoucan give me.”

“Fuck,” his voice is a hoarse, desperate whisper. “You make me insane.” He spins me around. “On your knees.”

I instantly comply with no hesitation, sinking onto the cold ground of the forest. I hardly notice the discomfort, licking my lips as he shoves his sweatpants and boxers down his legs in one fell swoop, his thick girth popping out, hitting his stomach.

“Open your mouth.” In an instant, my mouth is wide, anxiously awaiting the taste of him on my tongue. His eyes darken, a growl rumbling in his chest as he grabs the base of his dick shoving himself inside. “Suck,” he demands, his voice needy and raspy.

He doesn’t need to issue that command. My mouth closes around him as soon as his cock is in my mouth, my lips tightening over his large shaft as my tongue cushions the underside of him. He moans, his hands fisting my hair. “You make me so desperate for you,” he rasps. “I’m completely fucking obsessed with you. I can’t go easy on you, Maddie. Not tonight.”

He slides out to the tip, then pulls the rest of the way out, giving me a chance to speak.

“I don’t want you to. I want everything you can give me.”

I see the smile in his eyes as he warns, “I’m going to fuck your face with my cock. Use your mouth, those full pouty lips of yours that were made to suckme. Andonlyme.”

Nodding vigorously, I moan, my thighs clenching together as his words make me drip. My mouth opens and he shoves deep inside, hitting the back of my throat. My eyes are locked on his as I breathe through my nose to keep my gag reflex in check, loving the weight and thickness of him filling and stretching my mouth.

“Goddamn, baby girl.” He pulls out to the tip, letting me breathe. “You suck my dick like a goddamn pro.”

My nails dig into his thighs as he pushes forward then back, his pace steady as he rocks in and out.

God, the way he looks at me. Like I’m every damn thing he could ever want in this world.

It’s a heady sensation that makes my head spin as he rocks inside me again, his strokes harder and faster as his chest hitches before his breathing accelerates, falling out of his lungs faster and deeper. His fingers tighten in my blonde locks, digging against my scalp, as he fucks my mouth frantically.

I love watching him lose control. It makes me feel powerful, like a fucking queen, when I’m on my knees in front of him, watching him snap because of the pleasure I’m givinghim.

Moaning around his enormous cock in my mouth, saliva drips from the corners, sliding down my face and onto my shirt. I watch him, wanting to pleasure him the way he does me. His head falls back, his chest moving up and down from his heavy breathing.Fuck, why is his heaving chest so damn sexy?

My panties are soaked from the taste of him in my mouth, making my jaw ache as I stretch around his vast size, his scent floating on the cold breeze around me. The grunts and moans falling from his lips are like every damned one of my fantasies come to life. His hard thigh muscles flex every time I curl my nails into them. He tangles his fingers in my hair as if I’m his lifeline and it turns me on so much that one touch from him is all it would take for me to detonate.

Then he slows down, his head falling forward. “Show me what you’ve got, baby.”

My hand wraps around the base of him and I shove him deep inside my mouth, my tongue swirling over him, slurping as I suck, hollowing my cheeks.

“Fuck, baby girl. Don’t stop doing… whatever the hell that is.” His voice is breathy, causing me to moan as I watch him shudder, goosebumps prickling his skin. As I pull him out of my mouth, sucking on the head and licking up his salty precum, I try to suppress my smile.

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